Chapter Forty-Three: The USJ Incident - Thunder Spirit!
"It's all together! Don't move! The uneasiness in his heart had already poured out like a tide, but in front of the students, Mr. Aizawa still did not show any abnormality, but said solemnly: "Thirteenth, you protect the students!" ”
At this time, Mr. Aizawa's abnormal reaction also made Izuku and others discover the anomalous black hole in the square.
"What's that?" Even if the personality is [hardened], Kirishima is still a student who has not experienced actual combat after all, and in the face of such a situation that seems to be a sudden attack to test the student's reaction ability, he still unconsciously changes color.
The strange figure walked out of the mist that filled into a long black wall, and there was a sense of reversal of the two poles of reality!
As soon as Death-Handled Mu Yifu stepped out of the range of the black mist, he set his eyes on the people above the high stairs.
At this time, Kirishima didn't seem to have reacted to what was wrong with the situation, and tried to see it more clearly with his hands in the style of a pergola: "Is it like the routine of not reminding you to start directly like when you took the entrance exam?" ”
Hearing this, Izuku and the others looked down quite curiously, and just a curious look appeared on their faces, but they were stopped by Mr. Aizawa: "Don't move!" ”
Izuku and the others trembled, and subconsciously stopped, Mr. Aizawa's prestige in the first-grade class A was still just dripping.
And Izuku and the others, who stopped, looked at Mr. Aizawa, who spoke out to stop him and the others, and the curiosity on his face suddenly turned into shock - Mr. Aizawa, who frankly admitted that he had dry eyes, actually felt out that pair of alloy eye frames for combat use in this situation!
"Those...... It's all enemies! Aizawa-sensei's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and they hit everyone who was still fantasizing about the future of heroes.
The relentless reality is coldly presented to everyone.
The enemy is not a puppet to set off the glory, they have their own calculations, their own evil thoughts or strange ideas, they are not accommodated by the society, and they are the enemies of the society, and the first to bear the brunt are the professional heroes!
And in the thick black mist below, a terrifying figure with oppressive power slowly stepped out of the black fog and stood straight next to the dead-handled wooden man with fourteen "fathers" on his body!
It is the happy old Wu who can become the Ormet sandbag man in the original plot, but there is a big gap between the brain at this time and the appearance shown in the original plot.
In the original plot, Brain Nothing's body is nothing more than the same size as Olmet's body, but at this moment, everyone can only feel that their strength is so small!
A giant of almost five meters in size!
It looks like a monster that barely has a human form!
The muscles on the black skin are knotted, like dozens of ancient Titan pythons wrapped around the body, and the super strong body cast of steel and iron exudes the power of extreme strength from the inside out.
But with the extreme power of such a terrifying force, he obediently stopped his actions under the gesture of that strange man!
Aizawa's face was serious, his personality had been successfully activated, but the black humanoid beast did not show any discomfort, and still exuded an aura of endless terror just by standing there.
"Number 13...... Is there still Eraser*Head? At this moment, a steady middle-aged man's voice came from above the black mist.
All the personnel had already passed through the black hole of the black mist from the space on the other side to this side, and the body of the black mist began to shrink slowly, and two golden rays of light took shape in the shape of a head.
I didn't see the mouth, but the voice of the black mist still reached everyone's ears: "According to the teacher's schedule I got a few days ago...... Olmet should be here today......"
"Was it really a good thing that these guys did a few days ago?" Mr. Aizawa's face was calm, such a large-scale invasion activity broke through Xiongying's various levels so easily, and the strength behind this group of people must not be a good stubble.
And according to what that black mist said, presumably the report of the eighth day of Midoriya today was also expected by this group of people?
"Do you want to minimize the resistance to the invasion?" A thought flashed through his mind, and looking at the number of enemies under the stairs, Aizawa-sensei calmed down instead.
Since they even dare to calculate Olmet, it must be useless to think about anything at this time, so it is better to give it a go!
"Where the hell is ......" was still pale like a zombie that had just come out of a coffin, and his sloppy gaze swept over several of the USJ's venues.
Finally, his eyes stopped at the place where the first-grade class A was located on the stage: "It's rare that I brought so many guys to come here for a special trip......"
"Olmet...... A symbol of peace...... but not there......"
"Isn't it just by killing those kids and he'll show up?" Strong malice is vividly displayed in every word of a sentence.
That's a simple, chaotic, most twisted malice with no rules!
Aizawa-sensei pulled the scarf around his neck, and the weapons that were like bandages but were actually forged from a special alloy were windless and automatic, and he jumped down hundreds of steps in a single leap.
Looking at the rapidly falling professional hero, Deathshank couldn't help but think of that night...... The heroic student who came to entertain him, the malice in his heart suddenly boiled at this moment: "No brain! ”
Rumble!
There was an explosion, the air trembled, and the terrifying power exploded!
The pupils of Aizawa Xiaotai, who had not yet fallen to the ground, contracted violently, and the speed of the black humanoid monster exceeded the sound barrier, and before he even heard the sound, he was grabbed by that devilish figure and slammed towards the ground!
"Black Mist." Seeing that the professional hero was so vulnerable, Mu Ji, who suddenly felt a little bored, waved his hand casually, signaling the black mist to kill Izuku and the others, but he stood in place and watched the large number of miscellaneous soldiers under his command slowly climb the stairs.
The black mist who received the order of the dead handle Mu Ji did not hesitate, and a black hole between the twists of his body quietly connected to the group of students who were protected by the thirteenth.
It's like a bowl-shaped barrier that locks everyone in!
"Next...... Just let me throw you all to those miscellaneous fish......" The black mist made a strange sound, and the black smoke on its body twisted, quietly enveloping everyone completely!
People shrouded in black fog can only feel that the space around them is changing rapidly, sometimes feeling hot and sometimes cold, but the exact characteristics of the target location are becoming clearer and clearer!
At this moment, everyone only felt a crisp numbness in the center of their eyebrows, and a powerful force rushed out of it, and the black mist that had seen this power on the previous night fluctuated violently in their hearts, and hurriedly stopped the teleportation start.
"Since you've caught up...... I'd like to thank you for making up my mind to take this step!! The voice of the eighth year that Izuku and the others were very familiar with came from those twenty drops of blood.
Just twenty drops of blood erupted in terrifying light and heat!
The electric light rubbed against the air so violently that it was about to ignite!
Thundered!!!
Accompanied by rolling thunder, a three-meter-tall humanoid composed entirely of thunder appeared in front of Izuku and the others!
It's the thunder of the eighth day of the first month!