Anime Crossover: My Cheat Code is Myself

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Or we might as well just kill him.

Shalltear stared coldly at Brian, who stood frozen in place before her, and the killing intent she had been suppressing poured out like water from a dam.

Although it wasn't any actual damage, or a special skill like Despair Aura, it was simply the release of malice in one's heart.

But Brian, feeling this pressure, was almost crushed.

Sensing the threat, all the pores opened instantly, and the clothes were almost instantly soaked with cold sweat. At the same time, the internal organs began to spasm due to excessive pressure, causing a strong urge to vomit.

My vision started to blur and sway.

“This is my last chance.” As she spoke, Shalltear's face turned cold, and she jumped back another step, returning to the position she had initially taken when facing Brian.

She originally intended to kill the other person directly.

But when he thought about how the other party was said to be a swordsman comparable to the kingdom's strongest warrior, he realized that the other party was a swordsman.

Although she has never been particularly bright or good at thinking, she still understands the meaning of the word "strongest".

Lord Nidhogg is the strongest in the world, which means that no one in the entire world is his match.

The opponent is the kingdom's strongest swordsman, which means that if he is killed, there will be no swordsman stronger than him in the entire kingdom.

Should we go to other countries to find warriors who know martial arts?

Could this ruin Demiurge and Sebastian's plans?

After all, the plan they came up with was to start by infiltrating and expanding within the kingdom, and after gathering intelligence, take over the entire kingdom in one fell swoop.

Although I don't care, Lord Nidhogg's order is for the two of them to discuss it.

In other words, I should follow their plan and not do anything unnecessary.

With that in mind, Shalltear decided to mercifully give Brian another chance.

"You should be almost ready by now."

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Don't do this, I'm scared.

It's the exact same lines as before.

Undoubtedly, this was a sarcastic remark, but Brian didn't feel the same surge of anger he had felt before.

On the contrary, he felt cold in his hands and feet, and even his head felt dizzy due to insufficient blood supply.

This feeling, which felt foreign to him, was called fear.

Although his opponent gave him another chance, Brian could hardly imagine how he should swing his sword.

All he could think about was how to escape.

No, that's not right, there's no escaping it!

There's absolutely no way to escape from this monster; you'll only end up dying a far worse death!

Next up is that familiar line again: "Well then, let's begin."

Think quickly! We have to come up with a solution before those words are even spoken!

Just as Brian's mind was racing, what followed was like a splash of ice water in the dead of winter, instantly cooling down his almost smoking CPU.

"You...you wouldn't...not know how to use martial arts, would you?"

Shalltear's voice, though surprised, also revealed a hint of pity and apology, as if a little girl had inadvertently mentioned the sad story of a person suffering from misfortune. Brian gasped, feeling more pain than if he were dead.

But he had no answer.

Are you expecting him to say, "I used it, but it was too weak for you to notice?"

What's the difference between this and a woman asking in bed when to start, and me being all ready, but the man has already finished?

To kill someone and then destroy their spirit—what a terrifying monster.

It was humiliating, but we had no choice but to endure it.

Because I can't beat it.

It's a very simple and unadorned answer, like how you can dig soil with a shovel but can't level a mountain.

This is a principle that even children would take for granted.

The opponent's strength has even exceeded the limits of what Brian could imagine; it's from another dimension entirely. How can a human possibly defeat an opponent so strong that they surpass their own imagination?

My body has been consumed by despair to the point that I can barely move, and my hands and feet feel like they are made of lead and won't obey my commands.

We can't win by fighting, and we can't escape by running away.

So, the only way to survive is through method 837.

"They surrendered..."

"Eh?"

To avoid missing a chance to finish speaking, Brian ignored Shalltear, who was tilting her head and making a cute, surprised expression, and continued:

"They could have killed me as easily as they killed anyone else, but they deliberately left me until now. They must have some other purpose."

"I'll give you whatever you want, so... please let me go..."

Shalltear narrowed her eyes and revealed a pleased smile.

"You've really helped me a lot by recognizing reality so quickly. It's hard to control the force when you're stepping on an ant without killing it."

"Then, can you tell me whether you used martial arts techniques or not?"

"I'm really sorry, but the test standard I use to assess strength is based on meters. I can't judge differences of one or two centimeters."

Although he understood that the other party was just stating the facts, the aggressiveness in the words was so strong that Brian was trembling with anger, and despite the hot weather, he was sweating profusely and his hands and feet were ice cold.

So what if I'm weak? What's it to you? I didn't eat your rice.

Can this world ever get any better? How are we, the weak, supposed to live before you're satisfied? Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

Should I lie to her as revenge?

If you simply say that you don't know any martial arts, then the other person who has wasted so much time on you will definitely be furious.

The answer is definitely NO!

Whether it's true or not, if you say you don't know martial arts, you'll probably get your throat cut on the spot.

"I have already used martial arts techniques."

Although it was humiliating, Brian, knowing that this was the key to his survival, honestly answered the question.

"You're not lying!"

"Great! Now I can complete my mission perfectly! I'm really lucky! Lord Nidhogg will definitely praise me, and I will become his most beloved slave!"

"Hahaha, hehe, yahahahahahaha—"

Shalltear's mouth stretched exaggeratedly to her ears as she let out a piercing, maniacal laugh, the sound like a bell that had lost its pitch.

That once pretty face was now devoid of any beauty; the color seeping from her irises had stained her entire eyeballs a blood-red hue.

Her red lips, which used to reveal two rows of clean, even teeth when she smiled, now showed many rows of fine, needle-like teeth, as fine and sharp as a shark's teeth.

A pink, obscene glow emanated from its open mouth, and clear saliva dripped continuously from the corners of its lips.

Since the mission was confirmed to be completed, Shalltear felt she should reward herself a little, so she no longer suppressed her bloodthirsty instincts and revealed her true form.

"Hahaha, hehe, hahahahaha, what's with that expression? Are you scared? A ghost's coming to get you! Yahahahahahahaha—"

The moment Brian saw Shalltear's true form, he felt his reason was severely shaken.

They couldn't even muster the thought of simply surviving.

—A girl?

——Monster?

--monster?

neither.

This is the true form of the Ancestor, a tangible symbol of disaster and fear—

The intense stench of blood seemed to have stained the air red, and the source of this stench was the bloodthirsty Nightmare Queen who had lost her beautiful appearance.

He didn't want to die, but his intuition told him that if he survived, what would happen next would be more than just death.

Brian reached out with trembling hands, picked up the dagger tucked at his waist, and plunged it into his throat without hesitation. In order to end the suffering as soon as possible, he even used martial arts techniques.

——！！？

The imagined pain did not come.

Before he could even react, the dagger in his hand had mysteriously vanished.

No, it didn't disappear; it was taken away by that terrifying monster that drives people mad with fear just by looking at it, a monster that is like a nightmare incarnate.

"Hehehe, hahaha—did you really think you could decide your own life or death in front of me? Hehehehe—"

Shalltear let out a piercing laugh, her body still in the same spot as if she had never moved. Her withered hands finished twirling the dagger in her hand, and then snapped it into a pile of metal fragments.

Brian, however, had no recollection of having his dagger taken from him.

Even though the domain was still active, they didn't detect the opponent's movement trajectory or even the disarming process at all.

Is this the difference between an ant and a monster...?

Brian felt as if something had shattered, and he collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Spare me, spare me. I'll do anything, anything—no, no, I'll find a way to give you whatever you want, so—"

The remaining words of pleading could not be uttered, because Shalltear's terrifying, tree-like claws extended and stood upright in front of her grotesque mouth, which resembled the mouthparts of a lamprey.

Without a doubt, this means shut up.

"Hehehe, hahahaha—so cute—but it's okay, hahahaha, just knowing you know martial arts is enough—let me absorb as much of the rest as I want—"

“Ahahahahahahaha—”

It was impossible to tell whether it was a breath, a hiss, a panting sound, or laughter, and Brian was too preoccupied to care about any of that.

Before the echoes from the cave had even faded, he saw Shalltear open her mouth—