I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

"Come on! Come on!" Accelerator laughed wildly and ran in the abandoned parking lot.

Following his steps, abandoned cars and car shells rose into the sky, smashing towards Kurumi like a battering ram.

But Kurumi is an agile player after all, and the fluttering butterfly that exudes the breath of death flips and leaps, passing through the gap.

Light, enchanting, but with a deadly breath.

The long and narrow axle fell like a holy sword, stabbed straight into the ground, and stuck in the place where Kurumi just passed.

She chased after Accelerator, only to find Accelerator standing on a hill where shards of glass were piled up.

Accelerator grinned at Kurumi, looking like a madman.

He raised his right foot and stomped against the glass hill under his feet, rolling up a large amount of glass slag.

It was like a meteorite slammed into the sea, and the churning glass shards covered Kurumi's field of vision.The speed was even faster than the speed of sound, and the countless glass formed a storm that seemed to strangle everything.

Kurumi's reaction was extremely fast, her hands were interlaced in front of her chest, and she was pulling left and right, as if she was about to tear something apart.

The long and narrow black-red gap was torn open by her, just enough to cover her body.

At the same time, another crack opened not far behind her.

The whistling glass slag slid into the gap in front of her, and then flew out of the gap behind her.

The glass storm came and went quickly, and in less than a second, it was completely over.

The ground of most of the parking lot is full of large and small pieces of glass, standing upright, shining in the sun, with a special beauty in danger.

But Kurumi heard something unusual.

Following the glass storm, a slender and pale figure appeared in front of Kurumi.

Four slender, pitch-black tornadoes stretched out behind him.That tornado was like wings, pushing Accelerator to approach Kurumi in an instant.

Accelerator gently held his right hand towards Kurumi.

The index finger was lightly placed on Kurumi's cheek, and the 'vector manipulation' ability was fully activated.

However, what Accelerator had envisioned, the picture of Kurumi being lifted up and flying like a propeller did not appear.

If he hadn't sensed that his reflection formula and vector manipulation formula were still running, he would even wonder if he was incapacitated.

Kurumi raised his hand.

Accelerator looked at Kuang San in astonishment. The guy in front of him didn't know when he pulled out two antique-like guns from the last century, a flintlock gun and a short gun.

He flapped lightly with his tornado wings and left in an instant.

Kurumi held the flintlock gun with one hand and aimed at Accelerator.

She muttered softly.

"revenge--"

"—Retaliate!"

The silver Ziyi roared out, and she specially attached a 'silver bullet' to Ziyi.

Accelerator's line of sight caught the galloping Ziyi.

He would rather face this kind of thing than those weird shadows.

He stretched out his left hand and held it towards the Ziyu.

But something unexpected happened.

The reflection didn't take effect at all, Zi Yi penetrated directly through his palm and drilled straight in.

Accelerator's entire left forearm twisted weirdly.

"Uhhhhh-"

He gripped his left elbow in pain.

"How...how could this be?" Cold sweat dripped from Accelerator's forehead.

Chapter 32 On Demolition, You Accelerator Is Still Better Than Me

The blood slid from the fingertips along the soft and drooping forearm, and Accelerator's expression was distorted, who had distanced himself from Kurumi.

The myth of Accelerator's [-]% victory in all battles has been shattered.

How long...haven't you been hurt?He breathed lightly, his eyes twinkling.

With the ability to close the wound, the wound was barely closed, but in this battle, the left hand was considered useless.

But at the moment Accelerator's concern was far from his own arm.

His brain worked frantically, analyzing Kurumi's attack.

It was definitely not a regular Ziyi, not even a 'ziyi'.

No shrapnel was found in the drooping arm.

That's the opponent's ability.

After completely blocking the perception of his left arm, his complexion was a little better.