One-way traffic

"There should be at least several hundred people left. Looks like we're in for some fun."

If Kihara Tamaki's partner is captured during this period, things will become very bad.

"Tsuchimikado, you and Kihara go and check on the situation at the reformatory first."

"you…"

"My abilities are being severely restricted. While it's not as inconvenient as when I wore the collar before, someone still needs to check on the situation here."

Unlike his past style of going it alone.

At this moment, Accelerator skillfully issued the same instructions as the captain.

"You and Jie Biao will go to the reformatory together. I'll take care of these guys. Haiyuan has his own work to do. That's the arrangement."

For a moment, Tsuchimikado Motoharu was taken aback, not expecting that the loner Accelerator could come up with a plan so quickly.

I have a feeling that he has grown a lot in places that we can't see.

"...It's up to you now."

"Hmph, who do you think you're talking to?"

After watching the two leave, Accelerator immediately stood up.

"So... what should we do?"

Knowing that his abilities would likely be limited, Accelerator still continued to move forward.

The monster's face was filled with pure joy.

"—Do you think you bunch of trash can stop me?"

Chapter 193 "Original Text"

There are probably several hundred mercenaries remaining.

Although they number less than a quarter of the five thousand, they are still fully armed, each carrying a firearm and equipped with the highest level of defensive gear.

So, what about the opposing enemy?

only one person.

A frail-looking fellow dressed in white winter clothes, seemingly unarmed, so weak that it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female.

Laughed.

The remaining few hundred mercenaries chuckled, their faces beaming with genuine joy.

Perhaps the person in front of me originally possessed some kind of extremely powerful ability, maybe even a level four or five, but unfortunately, this place is an area where AIM jammers have been installed.

A powerful ability user is likely to go berserk when using their ability. In this situation, no matter how strong the ability user is, they will be greatly restricted. The guy in front of me doesn't seem to have even trained his body, and obviously doesn't have any means of resistance other than his ability.

So relaxing.

The opposing side cannot use superpowers as weapons; on the contrary, they have countless bullets and hundreds of people.

Under these circumstances, these mercenaries were already certain of victory.

There is no longer any possibility of defeat.

The lead mercenary cocked his machine gun and took a step forward.

"…ah?"

He turned around and saw only mud and pebbles.

Oh, the reason is quite simple.

That's why he saw this scene—because his head hit the ground.

"—?!?!"

The leading mercenary stared wide-eyed, unable to utter a word, as he watched his headless body fall to the ground, his last vestiges of consciousness fading away.

pat.

Before him, the white-clad figure stepped on the mercenary with his right foot.

"This, this is impossible! This is impossible!"

The hundreds of mercenaries were thrown into chaos and couldn't help but shout in alarm.

"Why are you still able to attack? You shouldn't be able to use your abilities anymore!"

"What on earth is going on? The AIM jammer is on, isn't it?!"

"Didn't they say these guys couldn't use their abilities anymore?!"

Ignoring the shouts of the people in front of him, Accelerator simply raised his hand.

Only then did the mercenaries see clearly what he was holding.

That was a sickle.

A scythe with a silver base and a red blade, gleaming with a blood-red light like a laser.

The sickle was much longer than the man's height, yet he still lifted it with great ease.

Just a second ago they saw that the other person's hands were empty; it was as if this had been drawn out of thin air.

then.

—The white-haired, red-eyed monster took a step forward.

"No, don't come here!"

The hunt began with this terrifying statement.

Without hesitation, the mercenaries pulled the triggers, unleashing a hail of bullets at the man before them.

Bang.

Pointless.

The white monster wielding the scythe merely swung its arm, and all the bullets were deflected in an instant.

Buzz—Suddenly, six purplish-black floating cannons appeared behind him, without any warning whatsoever.

Six generators surrounded the man, gleaming with a purplish-black light, and at the same time, he spoke softly.

"BrustShield".

boom--! ! !

Centered on that person's body, the land within a radius of several tens of meters was instantly affected.

A burst of purplish-black light erupted, instantly blasting over a hundred soldiers away, while the person standing in the center was enveloped by some kind of purplish-black sphere.

He started moving his body again.

In just a moment, the monster's foot easily crushed the ground.

No, not good!

The mercenaries wanted to keep their distance from him, retreating as far as possible.

However, something unexpected happened.

The white monster brandished its scythe, and in that instant, crimson flames erupted inexplicably, engulfing them like a tidal wave.

The team, which originally consisted of only a few hundred people, was instantly reduced to less than a few dozen.

The soldiers stood frozen in place, and in that brief moment, the monster's scythe ruthlessly reaped their heads.

puff-

Blood spurted out along with the head, but the gushing blood couldn't even touch the person's body.

A purplish-black transparent shield surrounded him, preventing even the slightest amount of blood from crossing it.

"No, don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!!"

The surviving soldiers fired wildly at him, but the monster didn't even look directly at their attacks.

The bullet dissipated the moment it touched the purplish-black shield, which was probably a shield formed by some kind of pure energy field, and even tank shells could not break through it.

That's not the most important thing.

The mercenaries admitted that he was indeed an unimaginable monster, whose strength had surpassed their innate beliefs, but that was not what was truly terrifying.

The scary thing is.

Although the opponent possessed what could be considered the strongest strength, they did not let their guard down in the slightest.

The monster wielding a scythe, mercilessly reaping everyone's heads, never treated any mercenary with a playful attitude; he fought purely with the thought that he had to kill them no matter what.

He is not a monster.

He is Death, the pure Death who gives death equally to everyone.

Once the mercenary understood this, he no longer offered any resistance. He knew that no matter what he did, death would lead him to hell.

And then reality unfolded as he had hoped.

The Grim Reaper, wielding a scythe, sent him to the deepest reaches of hell with a single swing.

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Accelerator completely eliminated all the mercenaries.

Although his abilities are limited, he doesn't only have superpowers as a means of attack. After so many worlds, his combat experience and methods have become incredibly diverse.

For gunfights, consider using Silverwing; for close combat, switch Nathos to Scythe Mode; for an all-around combat upgrade, use the combat suit and "Doomsday Destroyer" in conjunction with superpowers for attacks.

He is no longer the top player who could only rely on his abilities.

The true meaning of being the strongest lies in the comprehensive enhancement of one's power.

however.

"...Something's not right."

He looked around and, although he had indeed dealt with all the mercenaries, he noticed that the color of the sky had become incredibly strange.

It looked like an overcast day that came out of nowhere.

Accelerator tried to find the source of the changes in the sky, and then he saw it.

What exactly is Kaihara Mitsuki facing in the area behind?

It was a girl, a girl named Soqite, who at this moment seemed to have disintegrated into countless pieces of paper.

No.

To be precise, it was animal fur that looked like some kind of strange bandage, spreading out bit by bit.

'What is that?'

Accelerator couldn't help but glance over, just for a single, simple look.

For an instant.

"Goo-gaa ...

His head was throbbing with excruciating pain.

Accelerator couldn't help but fall to the ground, and suddenly hellfire ignited around him. It was the power of Nathos, which seemed to ignite on its own, keeping something unknown away from him.

My mind gradually returned to normal.

After the flames had burned out, Accelerator dared not look directly at what had been there before. He could only kneel down on the spot, panting heavily.

"Just now, that woman said she was a magician, could that be her magic...?"

So far, he has witnessed the laws of various other worlds, but in this world, his understanding of magic seems to have some strange differences.

But the feeling just now was different from the past.

Accelerator always felt that the moment his eyes saw the girl's skin, his mind was subjected to some unimaginable shock.

Fortunately, Nathos is a weapon specifically designed for mental output.

With the combined support of the hellfire and the power to control his mind, Accelerator finally managed to withstand the pure shock he had just experienced and recover.

"What on earth is this thing? I only glanced at it and it turned into this...?"

However, this is no longer something he needs to care about.