Abnormal Moon

"...I understand. I'll leave things to you here!"

Sylvia glanced at the audience. Although she was so angry she wanted to kill the bastard, the lives of her fans were more important right now.

She nodded, handed the cloaked man to Miss Okita, and then quickly ran towards the audience seats.

Soon, only Ms. Okita and the cloaked man remained on the stage.

No.

It should be said that there was only one person... but that's not quite right, because there are no people on either side.

Miss Okita is a Heroic Spirit familiar; she's not even human, let alone a living person.

And this cloaked man...

Ms. Okita glanced at the other person's chest, which was still sparking, and knew what was going on.

What lies beneath that cloak is mostly a body of a pseudo-human.

What a coincidence.

They are in the exact same situation.

"What's your name?"

The cloaked man turned his head, his gaze finally settling on Miss Okita.

Miss Okita raised the knife in her hand, said nothing, and decisively rushed forward.

"What a terrible temper!"

The cloaked man spread his arms, and the threads of his ten fingers gathered together, forming a net-like shape in front of him.

Miss Okita's knife passed straight through the mesh, and just as she was about to crash into it, she suddenly stopped.

The origin of this thread is unknown, and he dares not let Miss Okita get involved with it. If Miss Okita's control is taken away, wouldn't that be a double loss?

"Watch out for those threads. Tear him to pieces without touching them!"

Roy remotely entered the final command.

The control of Ms. Okita was switched from manual to automatic.

In manual mode, Ms. Okita needs his instructions to follow his orders for every reaction, which can easily lead to embarrassing situations like the one that happened this morning.

In automatic mode, Okita's battle will be controlled by her physical instincts. Although she is still not very agile, she can unleash 80-90% of her original fighting power! Although Okita herself is not very strong, don't forget that she has the Lesser Grail as an energy source within her body. With the support of enormous magical power, the strength of the Familiar Okita is even greater than that of the Servant Okita.

On stage, Ms. Okita's eyes suddenly lost their sparkle.

Immediately afterward, Miss Okita twisted her wrist, the blade turned, and magic covered the blade. With a single slash, she shattered the fishing net in front of her, and then slashed diagonally at the cloaked man with the reverse of her robe.

With a tearing sound, a huge gash appeared on the cloaked man's chest.

His reaction speed was far from comparable to Ms. Okita's sword speed. Despite his best efforts to dodge, a huge, deep gash was left on his chest, revealing the energy core. His entire body was almost cut in two by this one strike.

"Haha, you're really strong!"

The cloaked man let out a cheerful laugh, showing no fear whatsoever, and instead praised Miss Okita's strength.

"Unfortunately, I'm not good at close combat, let alone using this body. Let this big guy be your opponent!"

As he spoke, he quickly stepped back.

At the same time, threads continuously extended from his ten fingers, sticking to the stage floor and lifting the floor to block Ms. Okita's steps.

This method could not stop her for long, not even a few seconds, but during this time, he had already created countless threads at any cost, spreading them to the surrounding area of ​​the venue.

It didn't fall on humans, but on steel bars, railings, seats, and other equipment.

All that could be heard was a series of cracking and creaking sounds as steel bars fell from the ceiling, railings bent and stretched, rows of seats overturned the people around them, and countless pieces of equipment flew into the air, converging, twisting, and reassembling rapidly in front of more than 10,000 spectators and cameras.

On the ground, Ms. Okita easily bypassed the cracked floorboards, effortlessly beheading the cloaked man with a single slash, followed by several more blows that tore him to pieces.

Then it stopped.

A camera suddenly flew out from the pile of metal wreckage, quickly ascended into the air, and flew higher and higher until it merged into the twisted metal sphere in the sky.

Roy: “…”

Ms. Okita in automatic mode also has a downside: once the command is completed, she will automatically stop, ignoring whether the enemy in front of her jumps up again or has a backup plan.

In the sky, a sphere made of countless steel bars and railings was transformed into a giant metal doll under the control of silk threads. With steel bars for limbs, a chair for torso, and railings and silk threads to lock its body, it fell heavily to the ground.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently, and the enormous metal doll, nearly twenty meters tall, landed squarely on the ground.

"Hahaha! How are you going to deal with this?"

A hoarse, electronic laugh emanated from the pile of wreckage on the ground.

Chapter 181 Ms. Okita, a Deep-Rooted Cosplay Enthusiast

After a moment's thought, Roy quickly issued the order.

"Aim at the camera from before and destroy that thing!"

Without uttering a word, Ms. Okita lowered her body and then suddenly leaped up, landing on the shoulder of the giant doll, which was over ten meters tall, and thrust her knife straight at its head.

The metal doll immediately reacted, extending its steel hand to slap her.

"Miss Okita, use the teleportation technique!"

In an instant, Okita Souji's figure suddenly disappeared from the camera.

The metal doll was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, a knife appeared in the camera's view.

With a click, the video cut off.

The metal puppet froze in the arena, unable to move for a moment.

The only necessary condition for controlling puppets in combat from such a long distance is to ensure the puppets' vision. This is a lesson Roy learned from controlling Miss Souji's actions. Putting himself in her shoes, Roy believed that the other party had the same concerns when controlling puppets in combat.

As it turned out, Roy's decision was undoubtedly correct.

After losing the camera, the opponent suddenly lost control of the situation. They couldn't even see anything, so how could they fight?

"You're really something, you actually found my weakness in an instant, hahaha."

A burst of admiring laughter emanated from the wreckage of the anthropomorphic creature on the ground.

"I'll remember you two, the world-class diva Sylvia Lunaeheim and the cosplay-loving girl. As a return gift for ruining my debut work, let's meet again somewhere and have some fun—"

Ms. Okita landed and stomped on the speaker, shattering it.

I absolutely don't want to listen to his rambling.

In the distance, Sylvia ran around the arena, waving the borrowed Radiant Armor in her hand, using Meteor Fighting Technique to destroy the threads around the ears of those who were being controlled.

When she swept her star power across the ears of those people, she did feel a slight stagnation. Realizing this, she immediately broadcast the message to everyone present.

The Star Pulse Generation members present worked together and, soon afterward, managed to rescue all those who had been controlled.

Meanwhile, this incident, captured by the cameras of numerous journalists present, radiated to the world, causing a huge uproar globally.

Countless people, nations, and organizations will be shaken by this.

However, these matters are currently irrelevant to Ms. Okita.

The backstage area of ​​the martial arts hall.

After the commotion subsided for the time being, Ms. Okita was pulled backstage by Ms. Diva and taken to her own preparation room.

"This time, I really owe you a lot. Without you, I don't know what would have happened!"

In the spacious private preparation room, Sylvia bowed deeply to Ms. Okita in gratitude.

Sylvia trembled uncontrollably at the thought of what had happened that day.

Despite their timely response, many people still died in the incident, and those who were saved will likely be haunted by the psychological trauma of being manipulated into committing murder for the rest of their lives.

Although the exact number of deaths has not yet been tallied, the number of people who lost their lives in this attack is certainly not small.

Not only that, but even if Miss Okita hadn't appeared out of nowhere, Sylvia herself would have been controlled by the other party and could only watch helplessly as she indiscriminately killed innocent people!

The thought of this possibility filled Sylvia with panic and anger.

This is no longer an ordinary attack; it is a terrorist attack!

If this news were broadcast, it would definitely cause a huge uproar around the world. Not to mention major countries, even the six major conglomerates would be attracted to it and issue global warrants for this terrorist.

As the central figure in this incident, she will likely find herself deeply embroiled in public opinion and unable to extricate herself.

"Did you run to the top of the martial arts hall because you sensed those threads beforehand?"

Sylvia took a deep breath, suppressing the chaotic thoughts surging in her mind, and looked at Ms. Okita with curiosity.

"As I said, the wind is quite noisy today."

Ms. Okita replied with a cold and aloof expression.

Sylvia greatly admired Ms. Okita, who was able to detect the threads in advance.