One-way traffic

Yet it is moving in a completely different direction.

hum-

Just as he was about to reach a certain location, he suddenly stopped in place.

The person in first place immediately showed a displeased expression.

"...You're still coming to see me now?"

Pure white light gathered in front of it.

The final form was a young man with black hair and black eyes.

"Let me guess, you're probably planning to do something you've been wanting to do for a long time now, right?"

Yunze.

Even though he still couldn't see through the true nature of the man, Accelerator knew that the man in front of him was a powerful being with an even higher level of mystery.

Of course, he didn't come here to stop me.

"If that's the case, I'd like to take you to see it."

"What are you going to see?"

"It's nothing, just some things from the past."

Yunze smiled.

"Of course, it's all your own past."

In the next instant, the two of them appeared outside the myriad realms as if they had teleported.

This is a time-space crossing that is theoretically impossible.

Because Accelerator is now so powerful that he is no longer just a matter of a single dimension. Methods such as "traveling back in time and killing his past self to solve his present self" are completely inapplicable to him.

If you were to travel back in time from the present, it would be impossible to find the present version of Accelerator from the past.

No matter where you search in any time or space, in any world, he is who he is, and should be the only truly unique being.

but.

This man named Yunze completely ignored this point.

He relied on some power far beyond this concept to forcibly drag Accelerator along with him to a place that was impossible to reach.

“This is you.”

In the endless darkness and among the stars, only one figure lay there.

White hair, red eyes, dressed in gray and white clothing.

Around his neck, he also wore a collar-like electrode that was used to maintain almost all of his normal movements.

Accelerator.

Now, Accelerator from the future is standing in the darkness with Yunze, watching the unconscious Accelerator.

"…that's all?"

The first person, gazing at their past self, couldn't help but utter a sound of rejection.

Compared to his current self, this number one didn't even have his skull in the brain properly healed.

but.

Even so, by relying on one's own abilities to observe, one can still directly observe the potential deep within the soul of the first person.

—Still, it is at a level almost consistent with his current situation.

"It's much better than I expected, but it doesn't even meet the standard."

"That's why I said that even if you come back, it will be of no use."

When faced with Yunze's evaluation of his past self, there's not much to say about being number one.

So what are you planning to do?

"It's nothing, I just wanted you to see your past self."

Judging from this timeframe, it should be the instant Accelerator left the post-apocalyptic zombie world and was about to enter the Hatsune Miku world.

Sure enough, the next second, Accelerator disappeared into the starry sky.

"If it weren't for you at this moment, you would never have met that girl in the future."

"..."

"It's nothing, everything I said was just advice."

Yunze knew exactly what Accelerator was thinking.

He's saying these things now precisely because he understands what he's planning to do.

But he would never interfere with the choice that belongs to the number one candidate.

"Go do what you want to do."

Under his gaze, Yunze's figure appeared and disappeared intermittently.

"Whether you deny the outcome of the past or choose to live on forever carrying it with you... that is your right."

So far.

Yunze's figure completely disappeared from all the worlds, leaving only the first person still standing in the starry sky.

"…snort."

He was also very clear about what he intended to do.

That was, in the very last and most crucial moment.

—To make up for the mistakes I made in the past.

"It's almost time to sweep up the trash."

"But this time... the one who needs to be cleaned up is myself."

Chapter 865 A Night of Rewriting History

This is a battle that is fundamentally unequal.

The girl was using a new type of rapid-fire anti-tank sniper rifle.

While possessing overwhelming destructive power and recoil, it was also arbitrarily modified to have a rapid-fire function.

The impact that even a burly man couldn't withstand seemed a bit too much for this girl who looked no more than fourteen years old.

The girl didn't care about that.

She was positioned on high ground, aiming her sniper rifle at the street below.

A bustling and outstanding city, a metropolis with a population of 2.3 million.

Under the bright lights of the night, the city is filled with sleepless people wandering around. Some head to nearby places like karaoke bars, others go to bars that are still open, and still others are there for work or to get to someone's house.

Compared to this scene, which remains vibrant even late at night.

A corner in front of the street, however, was eerily quiet.

It was a convenience store, the very spot the girl was aiming her sniper rifle at.

A figure walked out of the store's main entrance; it was extremely thin and frail, and its physique did not look like that of a normal human.

The girl's target was him.

Just as she was about to fire, the girl's finger was on the trigger, and through the scope, she could clearly see the person's actual appearance.

White hair, red eyes, wearing a black and white striped short-sleeved shirt and trousers.

The other person was carrying a plastic bag, which appeared to contain canned coffee and unhealthy fried food.

Having confirmed all of this, the girl's preparations were complete.

The calculation of wind direction, the calculation of ballistic trajectory, and the input of various data have all been completed.

The crosshairs of the scope were positioned over the white-haired man's head; all it would take to pull the trigger was for it to end everything.

The target will die.

Without hesitation, the girl pulled the trigger.

--boom! !

Change has happened.

Everything happened in a moment even shorter than a fleeting instant.

The girl's goggles, which were shimmering slightly, were shattered by the explosion, and the sniper rifle in her hand exploded on the spot. Her body was thrown back like a ball.

Countless fragments bombarded his entire body.

An unimaginable pain shot through her right shoulder, but she was already aware of the situation.

Without hesitation, she ran downstairs.

But this was all in vain.

Because this series of actions has made the target of their attack aware of their existence.

The brown-haired girl had barely reached the entrance on the first floor when she could already hear the other voices from there.

Footsteps.

Before entering the abandoned building, she had checked several times to make sure that no one was there.

"Oh, so this time they're using a sniper rifle?"

Some of the voices were flippant and arrogant.

After that voice came, the thin figure stood at the end of the corner with his back to the moonlight.

"I thought you guys would bring something more powerful this time, like airplanes? Tanks? Or even railguns, whatever. What? You actually brought this kind of pathetic toy to amuse me?"

The bright moonlight shone on that person's entire body.

His thin frame, however, appeared particularly terrifying when contrasted with the shadow cast upon it on the ground.

That pure white hair was even whiter than the bright moonlight.

It's a white that can make people feel oppressed.

"I'm telling you, clones."

The figure slowly approached him, taking steps forward.

With a lazy tone, he slowly transitioned his voice from low to high.

"After all this time... do you still not understand what kind of trash combat power you are?!"

Bang! ! !

The shockwave ripped through the entire alley.

The girl hurriedly raised her only movable left arm to shield her eyes, but it was no match for the overwhelming impact.

“Wow!!!!”

The impact caused the girl to fall to the ground. Her already injured body became even more painful, and the shockwave even caused the surrounding concrete walls to collapse.

This was caused simply by the other party stomping their foot.

The white-haired, red-eyed boy stared at the girl in front of him, who was covered in sores and couldn't even stand up, and instead revealed a smug and carefree smile.

He did not feel remorse for his actions.

On the contrary, I feel very happy, like a cat playing with its prey and making it scream in pain.

"Haha! How interesting! You clones are created things, yet you can feel pain!"

“Ah… ow…”

"But then again, those scoundrel scientists in the lab were just trying to make the experiment more reasonable. Otherwise, if the subjects didn't have any sense of pain, it would lose some of its fun, wouldn't it?"

The boy continued talking, but the girl no longer had the energy to do anything.

They didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore.