At 8:30 p.m., the depot turned into a battlefield.

The unlit pie yard is lit with blue-and-white flashes like camera flashes.

Sister Misaka passed with one side, and the feet of the two people creaked on the gravel.

The distance between the two was less than ten meters.

"Hah! Did you come without any preparation? Since you like to be abused so much, then I'll let you call it cool! Eat a throat candy now!"

One side opened his hands, crouched down, and pounced on Misaka's sister like a beast.

In his mind, there is no concept of defense. There is not even a concept of attack. For a person who can reflect all attacks and can kill the opponent by touch alone, the so-called battle only needs to think about how to touch the opponent most quickly and surely.

Since all attacks are reflected, this means that there is no way to stop him from moving forward. It's like driving a chariot into a procession of crowds. In the face of such a ridiculous strongman ability, the approach taken by Sister Misaka is......

"What!?"

One side of the passage made a voice of dissatisfaction. In the face of the passage of the party that kept rushing up, Sister Misaka kept stepping back and keeping her distance, as if she was running for her life. Sometimes to the right, sometimes to the left. Sister Misaka keeps avoiding the terrain while observing the surrounding terrain. The beast-like party looked at Sister Misaka with disappointed eyes and said, "Hey, hey, hey! What's going on? What exactly are you expecting? No matter how much time you try, nothing miracles will happen!"

Sister Misaka turned a deaf ear. She only looks intently at the enemy and keeps her distance from them. The party that gradually ignited anger in his heart passed, and at this time, he noticed that the air around him began to be electrified.

"What a boring guy! Don't you know that there is no point in doing this? I've wasted my time with your stupid way of fighting!"

One party smiled disdainfully. Any attack will be reflected, so Misaka doesn't dare to release an electric shock directly at one side. Although sparks were sent out around him, not even a decent attack was launched.

What the hell is this guy trying to do? One side of the passage gritted his teeth and complained. That's when he noticed that he was starting to have trouble breathing. I thought it was because of talking while running, but when I looked closely, it wasn't quite right. And the smell of a strange smell in the nose is like a warning.

"There's no wind tonight—"

Sister Misaka's voice echoed in the windless dispatch field.

"—In that case, Misaka might have a chance to win, do," Misaka said.

Looking at the blood-red eyes of one party, Misaka's sister used the method that Tatami had inadvertently told her to defeat one party.

One side passed through to confirm the surrounding situation again. Sister Misaka who is constantly running for her life, electric shocks thrown around, inexplicable difficulty breathing, and the ability to reflect all direct attacks.

"Hah! I see! Is it ozone?"

Electricity can break down oxygen in the air. Ordinary oxygen molecules are made up of two oxygen atoms, but once decomposed, they recombine in the form of three oxygen atoms to become "ozone".

Oxygen and ozone are completely different things. No amount of ozone is inhaled in the lungs to replace oxygen.

And from the fact that ozone can kill bacteria, we can know that ozone is toxic.

Although a side pass can reflect all attacks, it is a mortal who inhales oxygen and spits carbon dioxide. So as long as you take away the oxygen around him, you can put him in a state of hypoxia.

Sister Misaka didn't need to approach one side at all. On the contrary, the farther away from one side of the passage, the better. It's best to keep taking away his oxygen from places he can't attack.

"Excellent! Very good! That's great! I take back my words! You're serious about fighting me! Ha Lu Ha! Finally not boring! Killed 10,000 times, it seems that you are a little clever!"

One side of the passage smiled happily in the chase. Obviously on the side of the predicament that was gradually being forced, he smiled as if he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

"However, there is a weakness!"

Misaka's sister's shoulders shook dramatically in an instant.

"As soon as you get caught up, this tactic fails!"

The rubble under the feet of one party suddenly erupted behind him. Perhaps he changed the "direction" of the kinetic energy under his feet, and the passage of one side was like a rocket on his feet, and the distance was shortened in one step at the speed of a cannonball. Sister Misaka was startled, and at the moment when she was about to retreat behind her, one side of the passage had come to Sister Misaka at a speed several times faster, ruthlessly in front of Sister Misaka.

"Hey! If you don't run for your life, you'll really die!"

Ichichi shouted, and reached out and stroked Misaka's sister cheek gently...... It was obviously such a gentle movement, but Misaka's sister's neck made a terrible sound. Her world realm began to spin, her entire body tumbling in the air like a bamboo dragonfly, and then falling to the gravel floor.

Even so, it is a mercy to one party.

If one party really wants to kill, the moment it is touched by his skin, the opponent's flesh will explode.

"Come, let me ask you a question! How many times have you been killed?"

The passage of the smiling side, as if it had been broken, was like a piece of darkness covering the world.

The grinning side passed, occupying all the vision of the anti-sister of the Imperial Soil.

The bloody gulp that was about to drool kept screaming something.

Next, it's a one-sided trick. Even though Misaka's sister curls up in defense, the tip of her shoe still pierces through the gap in the defense. A heavy fist hit the crooked back of the royal wrenching sister. Each blow has been merciless, and while it is not fatal, it gradually damages the flesh. Misaka's sister seems to have been thrown into a large iron bucket, and then someone has struck her from outside the iron bucket with a metal bat, and she falls into a whirlpool of severe pain.

"Uh......h Yes......! ”

Sister Misaka, who even had difficulty shrinking her body, lost to the powerful force of the kick in the abdomen, and the whole person rolled down to the sky. Due to the scar on her forehead, blood flowed into her eye, making her invisible in one eye. In the blurred vision, the sister of the anti-earth saw that one side was short of breath. Saliva flowed from the corners of the grinning mouth, and one party reached out to wipe it away.

Even with such cruel treatment, Sister Misaka still doesn't hate one side passing. It's not that I can't hate it, but Sister Misaka doesn't think that her life is so valuable. Sister Misaka, who was priced at 180,000 yen each, ended her life in the "experiment", and then her body was disposed of and recovered like a dissected frog.

It's as simple as that.

It should have been as simple as that.

But I don't know what Lu Dao is for, and Sister Misaka thinks of him again

The man who rescued her that night as if the gods had descended from her

"Help Me"

seems to have a heart, as a younger sister, she actually said the same lines as her sister.

"Help me!!"

The heart-rending cries for help muffled the frantic laughter of the party, which constantly echoed in the windless pie yard, as if calling for something.

"No one can save you! It's like no one can save me! There is no savior in this world! You give me an honest death! "One side passes, one side passes and raises his bloodstained right foot, trying to step on Sister Misaka.

However, at this time, the passage seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped moving. He slowly turned his head and looked over his shoulder at something behind him.

Black, what catches the eye is the armor as black as a beast, the long black hair like a waterfall, and the only difference is the golden pupils of the other party that are different from black.

"You're finally here"

It's like seeing an old friend I haven't seen for many years, and one party said hello.

"Mr. Tatami" Sister Misaka struggled to get up, and when she saw Tatami in the dark, she unconsciously showed a smile, an expression that Sister Misaka should not have.

“I.am.the.bone.of.my.sword”

(Born as a sword)

Tatami responded to a party's words differently, as it was so far away from the language used to greet that it was impossible to associate it with a greeting.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Abandoning Misaka's sister at her feet, one side looked at his new prey.

“Steel.i*.*y.body,and.fire.i*.*y.blood”

(Steel is the body, fire is blood)

"Hey, what are you playing?" Fang Tong looked at the black boy in front of him who was different from him for some reason, and asked out loud.

“I.have.created.over.a.thousand.blades”

(The sword in his hand has reached more than 1,000)

The black boy seemed to ignore the white boy, still chanting words.

“Unknown.to.past”

(I don't know where it came from)

“Nor.known.to.future”

(I don't know where to go)

"Is it okay to recite the poem somewhere else? We're fighting! One of them cut unhappily and walked towards Tatami with his hands in his pockets.

“With.stood.pain.to.create.many.weapons，To.protect.the.love.one”

(Cast a sword on the sword hill, wield the sword as the guardian)

“I.have.no.regrets，This.is.the.only.path”

(No regrets, this life is the only meaning)

The white boy suddenly stopped, and it was only then that he felt something different around him.

“So.as.I.pray”

(Hence the body)

The golden light in the black boy's eyes suddenly bloomed, and his hands slowly stretched out, looking more like a black cross than the white boy.

“Unlimited.Blade.Works！”

(Designated as the Infinite Sword Maker!) ）

At that moment, an invisible wave emanated from Tatami's body, and soon spread throughout the pie yard.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven

Countless swords poured out from the ground, from metal crates, from walls, and even from the ground.

As far as the eye could see, the entire pie yard was already covered with swords, and those swords that shone with a strange light did not look like ordinary swords could compare.

Tatami held a strange long sword in each of his left and right hands, and looked at the world of the sword he had made, and the corners of his mouth faintly curved into an invisible arc.

"The blade of the left hand is called obedient, and the sword of the right hand is called the victory contract, and one side passes! Thou shalt dare to fight me! ”

ps: Isn't it strange that I haven't mentioned my brother these days? It's normal, he hasn't come back from his relatives in the past few days, and he's not at home.

Plus, the total amount of my DNF fortune is finally over 20 million! Although it was very little, I suddenly had the feeling that I was rich