The phenomenon of rest achieved by the stationary superpower does not follow a single principle, it is not the disappearance of force and inertia, nor is it an effect of time or space, and it is difficult to explain its true face with the scientific principles that I know. I can use frequency, strings, relativity, and vibrations to dig deep into the possibilities of Swift Sweep, but I can't compare my own knowledge and development of Swift Sweep to the superpowers of other Demonic Emissary Messengers. The file hasn't always been able to win in the past, and if she loses, she has died, but in all the doomsday visions I've seen, she's always been on a higher level than other mystical experts. If you were to simply divide the ranks, would the file be stronger or Father Sissen would be stronger? Personally, I am subjectively inclined to Father Sissen, simply because Father Sissen was the first to break the advantage of quick raids and achieve higher achievements in power management. However, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, can Father Sissen really surpass the file? So far, there is not enough evidence to answer this question.

As a mercenary, as a mystical expert, as a demonic bringer, the file is very strong, and her failures are rarely heard of. Whether it's a task assigned by her organization, or an incident she solves as a mysterious expert, whether it's being a main force to participate in, or being an observer, she gives the impression of being very stable and always able to fulfill her duties.

It's hard to do what you have to do, to do what you have to do, to do what you want to do, and even though I don't know how she sees herself, whether she thinks she's actually done it, but from my observational point of view, she did it. Whether she behaved casually or seriously in what she did, hid some thoughts, or was aggressive, or whether she performed brilliantly in battle, what she was able to do in the end never failed to live up to the expectations of others. And this kind of performance is proof that the file is strong enough.

I have never had such a life-threatening confrontation with a file, nor have I had such a direct clash of personal wills, and in the past, although we were not like-minded, we always had a similar temporary goal, so that we could walk together to a certain extent in the face of those evil and terrible enemies. Of course, although I remember our friendship, she probably doesn't have that impression in this apocalyptic fantasy. Just as now, when we are at loggerheads, her hostility towards me is as thorough as Jung's hostility towards me, and her perspective on what I do is the same as that of everyone else. However, I know very well that, compared to Jung's contradictory performance, she who looks at this apocalyptic world from the perspective of a mercenary will definitely not be killed by me as easily as Jung.

So, when the file blocked my surprise attack with a stationary super, I didn't hesitate to unhook my armblade. I had a strong feeling that if I continued to focus on my arm and body as a whole, the effects of the Static Super might follow this connection. Now it's the arm blade that is stationary, but if you don't give up the arm blade, it's me who is stationary.

Frozen in mid-air by an inexplicable force, the blade that could not be pulled away by brute force immediately showed a tendency to fall after separating from my arm, as if the effect of the static superpower had been lifted. Of course, based on this alone, it is still impossible to judge the scope of the static super, and I have never underestimated the mind of a warrior as a filer, and any seemingly casual performance can be a tactical deception, and I prefer to deal with Billy first than take advantage of the current phenomenon of the stationary effect being lifted.

Compared to the file, Billy on the other side is much weaker in will, ability, and presence, and of course, it is impossible to ignore his danger. No matter how you compare, Billy himself is also a seasoned and mysterious expert, although he is not a member of the Mercenary Guild, and he still hasn't been able to figure out which force he belongs to in this apocalyptic fantasy, but his skills are much better than what I think of him. He still relies on the guns in his hands to fight, relying on the mystery of the S mechanism to shoot weird, and the non-technical mystery he shows after shooting with a gun and bullets is actually not outstanding among many mystery experts, but, as one of the mystery experts who has survived to the present, to say that he has no hole cards, I will never believe it.

However, even if Billy has an unexpected hole card, which is not easy to reveal based on his fighting style, and the speed at which it is unleashed is questionable. In the high speed achieved by the speed sweep, whether it is the combat skills he usually shows, or the hole cards that he can't hide, there is a faint restraint. I've always thought that it's easier to kill Billy than it is to kill a file. Attacking the file first wasn't driven by the idea of killing the file first, but relying on the tactic of speed, my real target was Billy himself - whether he could think of it or not, he had to respond to my raiding the file, and once he made an extra move, the speed generated by the speed sweep was enough for me to cut into the gap he created when he changed his movements.

In a high-speed battle, when a person has already raised his right hand, only to think that he must also raise his left hand, it is already too late. Even if Billy's bullets have shown adaptability to quick sweeps in previous fights, it still struggles to fill the gaps that inevitably exist when movements and mindsets shift.

Of course, if he can't even react to my attack on the file, then he can't react to my attack in the face of my high speed. In either case, I could theoretically have hit him hard or kill him outright.

The invisible high-speed tunnel turned in front of the file, and I was in front of Billy, and I broke free from the confines of the static superpower, and lowered my body to avoid the file and Billy's perspective. Billy's eyes were moving slowly, as if he was still looking for me, his fingers hadn't fully pulled the trigger yet, but he was clearly aware of something. It's just that I'm faster than he's aware of the situation. His eyes can't catch me.

I kept my balance on the ground with my hands on the ground, and I ran to him like a spider, this movement was completely learned from Tomie, both in the past and now, most of my understanding and skills in combat came from Tomie's teachings, and it has been proven that these understandings, skills, and experiences do suit my fighting style in battle. Speed, agility, stealth, and suddenness...... These are the factors that I value the most, often allowing me to kill powerful enemies by surprise, and I lack the power to attack head-to-head and have to compensate for it in other ways, just like the kills I have successfully executed in the past, Billy is also the type of opponent who "didn't react".

By the time Billy's eyes turned in the direction of the file, I had reached out my right hand from the corner of his vision, grabbed him by the throat, and smashed his head to the ground with speed and physical strength. I tried with all my might to smash his throat or his head like that, but I knew right away that I couldn't. Billy's flesh didn't seem stronger than the other occultists, but it was strong enough for him to remain conscious in the face of such an impact, and even the fact that I grabbed him with my hands instead of using a weapon was a mistake in itself - when I realized the mistake, I had a weird feeling that it wasn't right for me to make such a mistake.

Am I dizzy? Am I being too impatient? He chose to use his physical strength, which did not seem to have an advantage, to try to defeat the other party. There may be some of these reasons, but is there a deeper influence behind them? I knew very well that I would not be dizzy in a battle like this for no reason.

This strange feeling is that I don't have a sense of "inappropriateness" and a contradiction that is definitely inappropriate in theory.

It's not a choice I would make in my normal state, and it doesn't quite fit my fighting style.

Even though Billy's physical reactions were still "slow" due to his high speed, I still felt a looming danger in the inappropriateness and ambivalence of my actions. Instead of making up for my mistake right away, I let go of Billy and pulled some distance back. At the same time, something appeared in the back of my head, and I felt a more immediate and clear sense of crisis.

I was still faster than the thing in the back of my head, and I was back away before I could be hit. After two retreats, the sense of crisis from vague to clear disappeared. By this time, I already knew what the thing that threatened me was - a silver-white bullet.

It was Billy's bullet, I don't know when, I obviously didn't see him finish shooting, I didn't hear the gunshot, he was obviously unable to keep up with my speed. However, this silvery-white bullet is definitely not an illusion or an illusion.

I subconsciously stopped, finished the quick sweep, and the bullet snapped into the air. Suddenly, it occurred to me that if I continued to sweep at a rapid pace, would this silvery-white bullet continue to jump and keep tracking?

Billy's bullet apparently had a different side that I hadn't seen yet, and it clearly didn't show the same trajectory as I had seen before. Moreover, what is going on with that inappropriate attack between yourself? Is it because of the influence of some kind of consciousness force? Is it a mysterious power from Billy?

I thought I could kill Billy with one blow, but as it turned out, I was still overthinking him and underestimating him. The old friends who have survived until now are really not as simple as the mysterious experts I killed before.

The moment I stopped the rampage, the world was back to normal. The twin blades restrained by the stationary superpower did not fall to the ground, although they had shown a tendency to fall at the time of the swift sweep, but that trend was stopped, and the two handleless blades were still still in mid-air, and the file did not even look at it, as if it already knew the result. Next to her, Billy's eyes were already on the file, then back to mine, before he smiled with relief and got up from the ground.

"It's so dangerous, I almost got killed." Billy twisted his neck, and my head was smashed on the ground before, but apparently there was no problem at all, "It's the same high-speed fighting style, and if it's Mr. Takakawa who we are more familiar with, he will probably be killed." "He's talking about the prosthetic Takakawa, but, as he said, if it's the prosthetic Takakawa, the strength of his body is enough to crush his head. In terms of attack power alone, the other me is indeed far above me.

"It's different, but it's still a Takakawa-style way of fighting...... It's surprising that not only the faces are similar, but also the fighting style is similar to this extent. The file made a straight face and said solemnly, "However, it is precisely because it is similar enough that the experience of fighting with that Takakawa can be used so effectively in this battle." ”

I see, did I thoroughly study the fighting style of another self and apply the results here? The answer is convincing, and although there are some differences between me and the other self, in essence, since we recognize each other as Takakawa, as one and not two, then we must have more in common than we have each other's personalities.

"I'm distracted, Achuan." Tomie told me that she was not at all surprised by the current result, and of course, there was no joy or disappointment. The excitement she had shown before seemed to have cooled down at this time. She didn't interfere with my attacks, but she didn't continue to attack other occultists. The expressions of those occult experts were as if their consciousness had gone to another world, and they did not react at all to the battle on our side, and they were not as sensitive as those who had preceded them—conversely, those occult experts who could react to us were obviously stronger than those who did not.

Several of my old friends are among these mysterious experts who didn't respond, and it's a bit of a disappointment, because I always hope that these old friends can behave differently, just like Jung and the file and Billy in front of me.

"It was a pleasant surprise." That's what I replied to Tomie, and that's exactly what I thought, and it's not surprising that the file behaves like this, but Billy is really surprised.

Jung's ambivalence gave me a very mixed feeling, but I personally don't like that kind of mixed emotions, and if Jung had resisted as stubbornly as the file and Billy did at the time, it would have made me feel better.