After becoming invincible, start having fun in the world

Chapter 365 Kidd: "Who's messing with me, speedrunning through the terror manor in one life?"

Let's go back to half an hour ago.

Kidd skillfully pried open the switch on the playroom light and plugged in the little toy he had made.

With a snap of his fingers, the once brightly lit entertainment room was plunged into darkness.

The people inside the room went from extremely bright to extremely dark in an instant. Before they could process the sudden change in brightness, they could see nothing at all.

Seeing this, Kidd leaped and landed in the center of the crowd, nimbly placing his head and the notice together before leaving the entertainment room.

With another snap of his fingers, the lights in the recreation room came back on, and the head appeared before everyone's eyes, eliciting screams.

After leaving the recreation room, Kidd didn't wander off, but instead rushed to the master bedroom of the manor, where the painting was kept.

Returning to where it all began, Kidd pushed open the French doors, turned around, and threw out a steel cable, suspending himself below the balcony.

A little warmth slid down his cheek, which Kidd wiped away with his white gloves.

This is a wound from when he encountered that ghostly killer. At that time, the other party raised a giant axe, and although it did not directly hit Kid, the wood chips that flew off the sofa still grazed Kid's cheek.

But the strange thing is that when Kidd returned to this place, he found that the sofa that should have been smashed was still intact. If it weren't for the faint ache in his cheek, Kidd would have thought it was all an illusion.

There is only one possibility:
Supernatural power.

Such power definitely exists in this world; Koizumi Akako from my class is a typical example.

This gave Kidd a headache. Under normal circumstances, even if he were surrounded by the SWAT team, he was confident that he could escape unscathed. This was the power of "familiarity".

As for the supernatural, which is itself a representation of the "unknown," Kidd is somewhat helpless.

Let's put it this way: his casual clothes can basically perfectly imitate anyone, but who knows how that crocodile-headed ghost finds its prey, or whether his casual clothes will be effective against it?
As he pondered, he heard the sound of a lock turning, and Kidd held his breath.

Watching Conan and his friends sacrifice their heads and be chased away by the crocodile head, Kid nimbly leaped back onto the balcony and turned his gaze to the painting.

Is the next one there?

Your actions have angered it, and it will now appear in reality.

As the black text appeared, Kidd's lips twitched.

So the crocodile head from before wasn't even in reality? Then why was I able to get hurt?
That's not right either. The crocodile head didn't hurt me at all; I was injured by the flying debris. On the contrary, the furniture that the crocodile head damaged has been restored to its original state.

Is that so? Does that mean the opponent can now directly cause damage?
While he was thinking, Kidd's hands kept moving.

The grappling hook's launcher continuously spewed out steel cables, its sharp spearheads embedding themselves in the courtyard walls before being pulled out, carrying Kidd as he swung towards the tower.

The decryption on the tower was a bit more difficult than the one on the skull, but not by much.

The head was hidden in the bush maze behind the manor. Logically, you should dodge the crocodile head's pursuit, successfully complete the maze to retrieve the head, and then return the way you came.

The premise is that people can't fly, but Kidd happens to be an exception.

The decryption of the tower
Kidd looked up and saw the pattern carved at the top of the tower.

They matched it to the brick on the ground, gently pried open the target brick, and sure enough, a golden box was revealed.

A severed leg lay quietly inside.

After succeeding, Kidd returned the way he came and skillfully sacrificed his thigh.

The lost body has been partially restored, and the door to survival seems to be opening.

Your actions have angered it, and it will now listen for your location from time to time.

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You returned the [left leg] and received gratitude from the wronged spirit.

From now on, you can move quickly by running.

"Is this time about listening and moving?"

The former is an upgrade from murder, while the latter is naturally a reward for oneself.

Although the ability displayed in red seems like obvious nonsense—who can't move quickly while running?—since this is a supernatural power, it's clear it won't be as one imagines.

Kidd immediately began the experiment, running in circles on the spot.

With a thought, Kidd conjured countless wisps of black mist out of thin air, as if adding a booster to his back, propelling him five meters before gradually lessening the force.

I estimated that it could support movement for about 30 meters, and its speed was even faster than that of a hang glider.

The only downside was that the enormous thrust was too sudden; the massive acceleration even caused Kidd to momentarily lose his vision and nearly crash into the wall.

However, this ability doesn't seem to have a strict cooldown like Kogoro Mouri's. Kid could sense that if he could hold on, he could use it indefinitely.

Based on Kidd's assessment of his condition, he could probably use it three times in a row, after which he would most likely fall into a coma.

Of course, in actual combat, you can't just use your ultimate skill three times and then faint and wait to die, otherwise what's the difference between that and teleporting to a grave?

Therefore, ideally, it should be used twice in a row.

Just as Kidd was pondering his abilities, a series of [Listen] sounds exploded, followed by a piercing scream that echoed throughout the entire manor.

"what!!!!"

Someone has been murdered?
Kidd was taken aback.

The other party had obviously been tricked by him. If he had sacrificed himself a little later, and the crocodile head had gained the ability to hear a little later, would the other party have been able to escape this calamity?
Kidd hesitated for a moment, then chose to save the person.

He still took the unconventional route and left through the window. Almost as soon as he left, two figures ran in through the smashed door.

The newcomers were Sato Seiyu and high school girl Fukada Nen, who were carrying a severed arm.

"I want to make a sacrifice!"

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On the balcony of a room in the manor.

Matsushima Banharu, who had closed her eyes in despair and was waiting to die, felt a sharp pain shoot from the top of her head to her tailbone, causing her to scream involuntarily.

But it was also in this moment that she saw her perfectly healthy body.

"what happened?"

Matsushima Wanqing looked at her body in surprise, and indeed it was completely unharmed.

But I was clearly hit by an axe!

She looked up at the crocodile head that was wiping its axe in front of her, and without hesitation, she got up and prepared to flee.

But the moment she stood up, an overwhelming weakness washed over her, as if lead balls were strapped to her legs.

At the same time, as if by instinct, she understood that if she were to be slashed again, she would definitely die!

"Pfft."

The card passed through the crocodile head's chest, drawing the crocodile head's attention as it raised its knife again.

Kidd leaned gently against the door and twirled the card gun in his hand.

"Looks like we made it in time."

Kidd flashed a confident smile.

With skills and the mobility provided by his equipment, he can easily outmaneuver a mere crocodile head!

[One of the lost parts of the body has been returned to its original position; the door to survival seems to be opening.] x2
[Next, it can quickly move to a location within its field of view.]

Next, it can throw its own axe.

Kidd's smile gradually froze.

Who did it!
(End of this chapter)