One-way traffic

But—before he could regain consciousness.

He was already being held in mid-air.

That moment.

Azriel was so frightened that she stopped breathing and her heart stopped beating.

White hair, red... are those eyes?

They've turned into two pure red dots, looking like eyes.

He wasn't entangled in any power; he simply held his head in mid-air with one hand.

She should have been the first Skywing to be created in this world, the elder sister of all Skywings.

She didn't even dare to breathe now, her whole body trembling uncontrollably—from the depths of her soul.

Then Azriel only heard that.

The sound that will forever leave her in despair.

"you wanna die."

Chapter 557 No Need to Blame Yourself

A very simple sentence.

That completely extinguished Azriel's will to respond.

Bang! !

His body was slammed heavily to the ground, and then—purgatory began.

Buzz—First, the world was burned to a purplish-black.

A world like another dimension encompasses heaven and earth, and everything here is isolated from the outside world.

Having no idea what methods the other party used, I can no longer use my spatial and temporal abilities here.

Bang! !

What seemed like a casual kick sent his body flying like a rocket.

It's almost like it's circling the entire Earth.

Then, when they stopped again, it was still the same person who caught them.

Bang! !

The punch landed squarely on his face.

Bang! !

The punch landed on his lower body, leaving him completely paralyzed.

Bang! !

This time it was both hands. I don't know how they did it. The opponent broke my arms like matchsticks with just one kick.

Crack!

Then, his body was thrown to the ground again, this time his ribs—and various organs.

Before, I was able to speak and think properly.

What about Azriel now?

"Ugh... Ah..."

Thud! This time, realizing that he was still alive and conscious, he threw another punch.

The figure pressed his knee into his chest, plunged a hand into his throat, and then—as before—repeatedly began punching him.

Sometimes it's the face, sometimes the chest, and sometimes it's completely unsure where to attack.

Each attack is enough to cause a devastating upheaval across the entire planet.

Azriel's consciousness had long since dissipated to who knows where, whether in a coma or out of fear, she was no longer conscious and could not feel anything.

Her body was still trembling instinctively.

This is the real hell.

From this point onward, the white monster will completely abandon its last vestiges of humanity.

—Beep! Just as Accelerator's fist was about to strike, a sound came from the electrode on his neck.

The red indicator light turned off completely.

"..."

The clear sound effects finally brought him back to his senses.

The electrodes were turned off, but his abilities remained unchanged; at most, the extra computational abilities he had gained were gone.

But the person who turned off that electrode wasn't himself.

So, what exactly was the reason for his arrest?

This is not hard to imagine—it is the true entity that governs the entire Misaka Network, the collective consciousness of the Misaka Network.

She must have seen everything that was happening before her before she made that choice.

Accelerator took a deep breath, feeling as if his vision had been turned crimson.

In this purplish-black world where only he and his prey existed, only the girl beneath him, soaked in a pool of blood, still retained a sliver of life.

just.

Accelerator would not give her any way out.

He stared wide-eyed, then placed his right foot on Azriel's body, choosing his final move with the utmost nonchalance.

I wonder if the other party is an angel or some other race.

However, during that series of beatings, he had already obtained information about the other party's physical condition.

Then.

What would happen if all the blood of the Skywing race were reversed and flowed back to its heart and brain?

The answer is clear.

—Pfft.

The final blow fell.

With that decisive, fatal blow, the purplish-black extradimensional space completely collapsed as the first monster finished venting its anger.

The chaotic world scattered in all directions like a feathered cat.

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"What?! Here..."

Jibril surrounds this land.

She couldn't help but look down at the ground—this place wasn't like this just a dozen minutes ago.

The earth seemed to have evaporated, sinking countless distances into the ground.

It was as if a hole had been dug in the sky, and the sky there appeared even more gloomy and chaotic than the surrounding sky.

And in that deadly pit, as huge as a meteorite crater.

A familiar, petite figure collapsed there.

Jibril instantly manipulated the power of space, transporting herself directly to the ground hundreds of meters below.

She saw it.

Who was the person lying in that pool of dark gray blood? It was someone I knew very well, someone I had just seen a few minutes ago.

"Azriel?"

The last girl of the Skywing race called out to her in a trembling voice of disbelief.

She was always so cheerful and playful, a sister figure to her friends—

She was appearing countless times smaller than usual.

Without the slightest chance of survival, he collapsed in his fatal spot, his flesh mangled and bloody.

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“Cough… cough…!”

The girl, who had been rescued in time, was coughing violently.

It was already night time.

Hatsune Miku's body was draped in that pure white coat, and she sat in front of the campfire in the cave, slowly waking up.

"Is it evening... already...?"

"Are you awake..."

A dull sound came from beside me.

She looked over with some confusion, and there sat a familiar figure.

Accelerator was using leftover sticks to make a wooden fork, skewering what looked like fish or some other animal meat, along with some unfamiliar vegetables of various colors.

"Did you find these...?"

"They are all edible and non-toxic, don't worry. I analyzed their composition before I picked them up."

He didn't look directly at Hatsune Miku; he just kept grilling food.

The technique was clearly unskilled; some of the food was burnt, while some was undercooked.

Accelerator, on the other hand, placed the burnt food next to himself, went to bake a new batch of food, and then handed it to Hatsune Miku.

"Um, I'll do it..."

"Just lie here quietly."

Hatsune Miku, who had intended to help, was immediately silenced by Accelerator's words.

The girl hugged tightly the coat that belonged to Accelerator.

"...Are you alright...?"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Hatsune Miku always felt that Accelerator was avoiding her gaze.

He never made eye contact with me, always just focused on doing what he was doing.

"I have a feeling that you're not in a very good state."

"Who do you think I am? It's obvious who's really not in good shape, isn't it?"

After shaking it a few times, he wrapped the cooked meat and vegetables in leaves and poured the water that had been boiled over the campfire into the kettle in his inventory.

…I should have brought more food before coming; I always forget to put food in my inventory.

Feeling distressed, Accelerator placed all the food next to Hatsune Miku.

"Eat it, though it might not taste very good."

"...Yes, it's okay."

Hatsune Miku took the food and took a small bite.

The cooking time... was alright. She couldn't help but think that; although there were no seasonings, it was certainly enough for the current situation.

Accelerator glanced at Hatsune Miku eating quietly, then picked up the slightly burnt food and went to the cave entrance alone.

It's pouring rain outside.

I'm no longer in the mood to check what time it is; as long as I know it's nighttime, that's enough.

'...The electrodes haven't recovered yet.'

The electrode went out for no apparent reason from the afternoon until now, and it hasn't flashed since.

Accelerator knew very well that this was because of interference from the Misaka Network's overall consciousness.