Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1561 Teacher-Student Showdown
However, at this moment, the last vestiges of Hiratsuka Shizuka's dignity and reason as a teacher had been completely ignited and detonated by a sense of shame that was enough to burn her soul!
The immense magical power she had accumulated, which she had nowhere to put and which she herself might not have fully understood, was now ignited by this unprecedented feeling of shame and anger, transforming into pure and violent destructive energy.

The surging, almost tangible wave of killing intent crashed against Hachiman Hikigaya's nerve endings like a tsunami, leaving him with no doubt that this teacher, who usually "lectured" him with his fists, now truly and sincerely wanted to physically and completely erase him from this world!
So, he had no choice but to run!

Using every ounce of strength, squeezing out the potential of every muscle fiber, they sprinted wildly through this narrow, cage-like alley for a sliver of hope!

"Boom——!!!"

A louder, more muffled, and closer explosion than before erupted behind us!

It wasn't the roar of magic exploding, but the sound of a heavy object slamming into the ground!
The violent shockwave, mixed with debris and scorching heat, slammed into Hachiman Hikigaya's back, causing him to stumble and nearly fall over!
He didn't even need to look to know what had happened—Hiratsuka Shizuka had caught up!

That furious strike, carrying the power to shatter mountains and split rocks, slammed heavily onto the ground a little behind where he had just been standing!
The hard cement road surface lost all the dignity bestowed upon it by industrial civilization at that moment.

It is no longer a solid foundation for supporting pedestrians, but rather like a cheap biscuit hit by a giant hammer, making a tooth-grinding, dull "crack-boom!" sound.

It's not a simple crack; rather, it shatters and collapses instantly in a spiderweb pattern, centered on the point of impact!
A crater far larger than a washbasin suddenly appeared, accompanied by an explosive shockwave that carried countless fragments of rubble, dust, and broken steel bars, like an enraged swarm of bees or deadly shot at close range, violently shooting in all directions!
"Ugh——!"

Hachiman Hikigaya's screams were drowned out by the loud noise and the shrill sound of flying rocks.

The hairs on the back of his head stood on end a fraction of a second before the shockwave arrived. It wasn't thought, but rather a near-beast-like sense of crisis forged through countless struggles in the mire of "accidents" and walking the edge of malice and loneliness.

Before the cerebral cortex could even issue a command, the body had already faithfully executed the only survival program—abandoning all balance and dignity, like a wildcat that had been scalded, and lunging forward with all its might!

"Bang!" He crashed into the rough ground, his school uniform torn instantly, and his skin was scraped painfully.

But he dared not pause for a moment, or even look up. He simply relied on instinct, rolling and crawling forward on his hands and feet.

Sharp pebbles fell like hailstones, embedding themselves in the ground beside him with a "plop plop plop" sound. Several of them, carrying scorching wind pressure, grazed his arms and cheeks, leaving a burning sting and bloodstains that seeped out instantly.

Even more deadly were several fist-sized concrete blocks that, with a tearing "whoosh" sound, whistled past his scalp and back, slamming into the walls of the alleyway ahead, leaving deep craters and causing the plaster to peel off in a rustling sound.

Acrid dust mixed with the smell of gunpowder (the smell of air being scorched by the high temperature of the Magic Impact and the residue of cement) filled his mouth and nose, triggering a series of excruciating coughs. Each cough brought pain to his entire body, almost suffocating him.

But he couldn't care less!
The shadow of death, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled tightly around his heart.

He could even feel the vibrations from the rubble hitting the ground, and hear the dull thuds of the deadly stones striking the walls, as if they were hammering into his own bones. Just as he finished his third roll, enduring the excruciating pain, he used his trembling arms to prop himself up, attempting to use the ground to accelerate his escape from the deadly alleyway once more—

A terrifying killing intent, far colder and purer than any physical impact, seemingly capable of freezing the soul, poured down without warning, like the cold current from the deepest part of the Arctic Ocean!
quick! too fast!
The root of it all, that outfit that the students—especially Hachiman Hikigaya!—saw was so shameful, was no longer a constraint, but had transformed into the most violent and unreasonable propellant!

The extreme shame and anger that surged into her brain in that instant was like a spark igniting a gasoline can, completely igniting, detonating, and pushing the already surging magic engine within her body to an overload state beyond its limits!
"Roar--!"

A shriek, a mixture of rage and utter shame, burst from deep within her throat.

The faint, trailing blue magical afterimage behind her suddenly became incredibly solid and dazzling!
The magic was no longer simply dissipating, but was being compressed and ejected wildly behind her, instantly forming two huge and ferocious energy jet wings made entirely of high-concentration magic!
The intense blue light, as fiery as a physical flame, cast an eerie glow over the dimly lit alleyway.

“Sizzle——!!!”

A sonic boom, sharper and more ear-piercing than the sound of air being torn apart, exploded!
The sound was beyond the range that the human ear could clearly distinguish; it was more like a steel needle being pierced directly into the brain!

Hiratsuka Shizuka's figure became completely blurred. The deadly deep blue streak was no longer chasing in a curve, but instead drew an almost absolute straight line in the narrow alley!

The speed, already inhumanly fast, has achieved a terrifying second surge!

The air was compressed to the extreme, forming a visible cone-shaped shock wave in front of her. The rubble and dust on the walls on both sides were instantly stripped away and swept away by this violent airflow!
Hachiman Hikigaya's desperate, all-out rolling attempt not only failed to create distance, but also appeared pale and powerless in the face of such absolute speed.

In just a fraction of a second, the deadly blue light was already within reach!

Within reach? No, death is already at your fingertips!

He could even clearly "hear" the terrifying noise that emanated from the extremely compressed air, produced by the speed reaching a certain critical point, like the simultaneous screams of thousands of vengeful spirits, a noise that made his scalp tingle!
You can "smell" it—a mixture of the acrid smell of ozone from high-speed friction, the metallic ionization of overloaded magic, and a pure, destructive smell of death.

The smell forced its way into his nostrils, choking him.

The cold, sharp blade of the scythe seemed to have already sliced ​​through the skin on the back of his neck!
He could even "feel" the stinging sensation from that illusory metallic touch!
The pupil instantly contracted to a dangerously small pinpoint!

(End of this chapter)