Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

"So strong! So amazing! To witness such a spectacular battle, even dying would be worth the price of admission!"

Click! Click, click!

Yuka Mamiya kept taking pictures from a distance, her nose flaring with excitement.

She's not good at kendo, nor has she practiced any other combat techniques, so she definitely wouldn't appreciate sword duels.

However, the battle unfolding before her eyes was swift, decisive, and fluid, without a single unnecessary move. Even she could see just how skilled Kawakami Tomie was.

Azawa Yuuma was completely bewildered. He never expected that Amamiya Rin, who needed someone to help her walk, would be so fierce in a fight.

With over forty people surrounding him, how could they not take down this one person?

Yuuma Azawa panicked.

"Smirnis Marseille! Don't lose! Smirnis Marseille! For me, use your Flame Fist on him!"

Azawa Yuuma's voice was choked with sobs, and tears streamed down her face.

"Please! It's private Marseille...!"

The apologies continued, and the evil electromagnetic waves also underwent some kind of change; Kawakami Tomie noticed that her body temperature was rising.

However, once the body temperature reaches around 40 degrees Celsius, it stops rising, as if it has reached its limit.

However, this limit is her limit, not someone else's limit.

The group besieging Kawakami Tomie had an eerie orange-red glow emanating from beneath their bluish-gray skin.

Immediately afterwards, intense flames shot out from their eye sockets, mouths, and even the pores of their skin without warning!

"boom--!"

The flames engulfed the dead, turning them into screaming, human-shaped torches; the flames were extremely hot.

When Tomie Kawakami smashed a steel pipe against the back of a dead man's neck, the pipe glowed red-hot in the flames, and even the heat transmitted to Kawakami's palms burned her.

"Here we go again, endless curses, unpredictable and bizarre tricks—is this how Amamiya Rin feels?"

Tomie Kawakami quickly wrapped her hands in her sleeves and twisted her body to the left as if she had no bones, avoiding the collision of a fireman. However, the flickering flames grazed her cheeks, and a few strands of her hair instantly turned curly and charred.

The intense heat distorted the air, and the acrid smell permeated the air. The dead, engulfed in flames, attacked even more fiercely, lunging at Kawakami Tomie with their burning arms outstretched, as if determined to take her down with them.

Tomie Kawakami used her skillful footwork and quick reflexes to create distance. With a flick of her wrist, she swung the steel pipe out, the end striking a fire-man squarely in the throat, shattering his Adam's apple with a powerful blow.

The Fire Man simply tilted his head back, his steps never faltering, and continued forward despite the pressure from the steel pipe.

At the same time, other fire people rushed in from all directions, completely blocking Kawakami Tomie's escape routes. The rising flames formed a continuous sea of ​​fire, surging towards Kawakami Tomie.

At this moment, Kawakami Tomie truly understood how Amamiya Rin felt when facing them.

Summoned from hell, a dead person who will never die again, along with the hellfire that is extremely effective against her, and the demonizing curse that distorts her perception—except for the dissolving ability that Amamiya Rin only remembers, everything about Azawa Yuuma's power is aimed at her.

Moreover, that intense heat that just came from within her body... if she hadn't received resistance to demonic power from that demon woman, she probably would have been ignited by now.

"Baka yarou!"

After letting out a curse, Tomie Kawakami regained the composure befitting a meditative state.

The conclusion drawn from observations of collective consciousness is that they cannot win.

Even before Azawa Yuuma summoned the Hellfire, she couldn't win. Amamiya Rin's physical condition was too poor, not because of her injuries, but because of muscle atrophy and joint stiffness caused by long-term bed rest.

In this situation, self-healing abilities are ineffective.

Moreover, the weapons were not handy.

One against forty-odd immortals, even Tyson would have to kneel, let alone her.

Now, Azawa Yuuma has summoned the Hellfire again and continues to act arrogantly, which may cost Amamiya Rin his life here.

It's not a big deal that Amamiya Rin is dead, the real problem is that Azawa Yuuma won't kill Amamiya Rin!

"We have no choice but to retreat...!"

Tomie Kawakami glared fiercely at Yuuma Azawa, who was already hiding in the emergency exit.

She suddenly ducked, spun the steel pipe in her palm, and swept it towards the knee joint of a fire-man behind her.

With a crisp "crack," the other person's knees buckled, and they fell to their knees.

Tomie Kawakami stood up, aimed at the exit of the hall, rushed forward, leaped up, stepped on the shoulder of the kneeling fireman, used the momentum to jump even higher, rolled her body in mid-air, and kicked her legs down hard at the heads of the two firemen.

"Bang!"

The dull thuds came in quick succession as two fire-man heads snapped back, colliding with their brethren. Several burning bodies instantly became entangled and collapsed together, flames clashing and tripping over other fire-man.

As Tomie landed, she rolled forward, bracing herself with one hand to steady herself. Without even glancing at the chaos and pursuers behind her, she got up and charged forward, wielding the steel pipe left and right, creating layers of red light, and viciously smashing it towards the fireman's neck.

The fireman was knocked off balance and staggered, and Tomie didn't dare to slow down even for a moment, her body crashing into the gap that the fireman had created.

A wave of scorching heat hit her face, burning limbs brushed against her arms, instantly charring the fabric and sending a piercing, burning pain through her skin.

But Tomie didn't have the energy to care about these things.

She braved the scorching flames and charged forward, carving a path through the inferno. She broke free from the encirclement of the fire-breathing figures, stumbled and jumped down the steps in front of the hospital, rolling to dissipate the impact as she landed. Her scrambling and rolling movements were anything but graceful.

Outside the hospital, dozens or even hundreds of people had gathered in a chaotic crowd.

Passersby and shopkeepers gathered around the hospital because of the fire, their expressions a mixture of worry and excitement. They pointed and talked about the scene in the hospital lobby.

"What happened inside? How could there be a fire in a hospital?"

"So many people caught fire inside! This is terrifying!"

"Where are the fire trucks? Why haven't they arrived yet?"

"Where are the security guards? With such a huge fire, where did they go?"

……

Fearful whispers, curious inquiries, and anxious shouts mingled together, creating a noisy background.

The owners and employees of several nearby shops reacted quickly. They rushed over with fire extinguishers from their shops. Seeing several people on fire chasing after Tomie, they hurriedly raised their fire extinguishers and aimed them at the burning figures.

"Sizzle—sizzle—!"

Large plumes of white dry powder shot out, covering the burning firemen and suppressing their flames. The firemen coughed violently in the dry powder, and their movements became sluggish.