"I use the speed of seven lightning slashes issued by the Seven Heavens and Seven Swords, and I can kill seven times in an instant, some people call it an instant kill, of course, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a must-kill."

Kamijo was silent, clenching only his right hand so hard that it was almost pinched.

Judging by this speed, power, and range, her slash must have used the power of magic, so long as she could touch her blade.

"Don't think about anything stupid." Uejo's thoughts were cut off, "Steele has already told me that your right hand seems to be able to neutralize magic. But only if you touch it with your right hand, right? ”

- That's right, if you can't touch it, then Uejo's right hand doesn't mean anything.

It's not just the difference in speed, but the unpredictable seven flashes of the god crack fire weaving are completely different from the straight line of lightning spear and super electromagnetic cannon attacks of the dull and honest Misaka Mikoto, and it is impossible to predict at all, if Kamijo wants to use the ability of the fantasy killer on her, her wrist will definitely be cut off by seven slashes first.

"I'll ask no matter how many times I want."

Shen Split's right hand quietly touched the hilt of the Seven Heavens and Seven Swords on his waist.

Cold sweat runs down his cheeks.

When her game is over and she starts to use her strength to kill Uejo, Uejo will definitely be dismantled in an instant.

With a range of tens of meters, and the destructive power that even street trees will be cut off, if you want to turn around and run away or take something to resist, it is undoubtedly a suicide act.

Kamijo measures the distance between himself and the Divine Rift.

At about 10 meters, he rushed forward with the momentum of muscle breakage, and he only needed four steps to rush in front of his opponent.

[Move quickly! 】

The two feet that were glued to the ground as if they were glued to the ground in an instant, gave the order desperately.

"Can you give me the girl's protection before I say the magic name?"

[Move!!] 】

The two feet that were glued to the ground barely peeled off the ground, and took the first step forward, and just before the eyebrows of the cracked side of the god quivered, the bullet-like upper bar took the next step.

"Oh, ah!"

One more step! Since you can't run back, you can't dodge left and right, and you can't use things as shields, there's only one way left - force a breakthrough!

"What is it that makes you so desperate for your life?" God Crack sighed, not so much confused as pity.

Seven flashes.

At this moment, the crushed asphalt and fine fragments of street trees scattered like dust.

With a bang, accompanied by the roar of the wind, the dust was cut into eight pieces in front of Uejo's eyes.

Ahh

As soon as you touch it with your right hand, it will disappear - even if you have this thought in your mind, at that moment your heart chooses to dodge, and Kamijo flicks her head, bending her body down, and seven blades flash from the top of her head, making Kamijo's heart almost freeze.

Without any calculations or odds of winning, he was able to dodge this attack simply because of good luck.

Then, one more step – the third of the four steps taken by Kamijo in one breath.

Although I don't know what the principle of this attack is, after all, it was developed by Iai, which is an ancient knife technique that increases speed by unsheathing the knife and sends out a one-hit killing attack.

On the other hand, when the blade is unsheathed, it is a dead body that cannot be used and is in a defenseless state.

As long as the next step can rush to the eyes of the Divine Crack, you will win.

But the last point of victory in Shangjo also came to naught with a soft sound.

The knife was sheathed—so fast, so tiny of metal.

Seven flashes.

With a bang, right in front of Kamijo's eyes, the zero-distance position exploded.

Before the reflex nerves of the body could give an emergency avoidance command, the seven swords had already come to Kamijo's eyes.

"Damn, ahh

Kamijo threw his right fist at the sword in front of him, not to attack, but to resemble a passive defensive move, as if reaching out to block the ball that was smashing in front of him.

However, as long as it is the power of a supernatural ability, even if it is the power of a god or a vampire, it will be completely obliterated by Uejo's right hand.

Because the distance is very close, the seven swords are not scattered, but gather together to attack the upper bar, as long as they touch it with the fantasy killer, they can eliminate all seven slashes in one go.

The sword that shone blue in the moonlight gently touched Kamijo's fist and touched the skin of the fingers on the fist.

Then, trapped.

"What?"

It didn't disappear, even if it was touched by the fantasy killer, this incredible knife still didn't disappear.

Uejo hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was too late, as if he had reached out in front of the waving Japanese sword, and now that the blade had been slashed on Uejo's right hand, how could he have time to withdraw his hand.

Shen Crack looked at Kamijo and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the next instant, the sound of flesh cracking and blood splattering was heard.

Uejo held the bleeding right hand with his left hand and fell to his knees on the spot.

Surprisingly, five of Uejo's fingers were not cut off.

Of course, it's definitely not that Shangjo's fingers are particularly strong, or that Shenji's knife technique is not skilled enough, and Shangjo's fingers are not cut off, it's all because of Shenri's mercy.

Kamijo knelt on the ground and looked up, with the blue-white full moon as the background, the god crack was standing in front of him. And in front of the God Split, there is something like a red line.

It looks like spider silk, and the dew-stained spider web is entirely because it is stained with the red blood of the upper strip, so it can be observed by the naked eye - seven steel wires.

It turned out that this was the case, and Kamijo gritted his teeth and said, "So you are not a magician at all? ”

The Japanese sword, which looks so long, is just a façade.

Shangjo couldn't see the action at the moment when he drew the knife, and it was also a matter of course, because Shen Ri didn't pull out the knife at all, she just pulled the knife out of the scabbard slightly, and then pushed it back, this action was completely just to disguise the hand manipulating the wire.

Uejo's hand was fine, because the god crack loosened the tightrope before Uejo's five fingers were severed.

"I said, Steele told me." God Crack said in a natural tone, "So you understand, right? I am completely different from you in terms of quantity and quality of ability, just like guessing boxing, no matter how you come out of your stone, you will not be able to win my cloth. ”

Kamijo clenched his blood-stained fist.

"But don't get me wrong." Shen Crack looked at Shangjo with a look of almost pity and said, "My ability is not just a small skill like Seven Flashes, Seven Days and Seven Swords are definitely not just decorations, if you crack my Seven Flashes, you will see my real killing move-only Flash." ”

Clenched fists stained with blood.

"What's more—I haven't said the name of the magic yet."

Clench.

"Please don't let me name magic, boy." Cracking his lip, he said, "I don't want to say that name again if I can." ”

The clenched fists are shaking, this guy is different from Steele, he is not a mediocre hand who only relies on one move and half a martial arts to break into the world, all the foundations, all the essences, all the foundations, are not the same as the previous one.

"Who's going to throw in the towel?"

Even so, Kamijo still didn't let go of his clenched fist, and although his right hand was completely unconscious, it was still clenched.

"What do you say? I didn't hear it. ”

"Less nonsense! You bastard robot!! ”

Kamijo clenched his blood-stained fist and swung it in the face of the woman in front of him.

However, before the fist arrived, the tip of the god's cracked shoe had already pressed against the heart socket of Kamijo, and all the air in the lungs was spit out of his mouth, and then, the black scabbard of the Seven Days Seven Swords was like a bat, and it struck Kamijo's face, and Kamijo's body spun in the air, and finally fell to the ground with his shoulders down.

Before he could moan, he saw the soles of his boots cracked and was about to stomp his head to pieces.

It should have been like this, if it hadn't been for the intervention of outsiders.

"Whew!"

The dark green light cleaved the earth, and it slashed all the way forward, slashing at great speed in the direction where the divine rift was.