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Chapter 376: Chapter 376 No Matter How High Your Kung Fu Is, You Still Fear the Cannon Chapter 376: Chapter 376 No Matter How High Your Kung Fu Is, You Still Fear the Cannon Despite not understanding why Tsuruya suddenly displayed such bizarre abilities, Mikoto still suppressed her doubts temporarily and launched an attack on Kiyama Haruaki in front of her.

It was still the powerful Lightning Spear. Although she knew the opponent’s Space Transfer was tricky to deal with, without a better method to stop him from using his abilities, Mikoto could only rely on her fastest skill to gain an advantage in cooldown time. This tactic was generally called “CD flow” … Oh, we don’t use that here.

“This move is useless.”

Kiyama Haruaki shook his head disinterestedly, then activated Space Transfer again and instantly disappeared from Mikoto’s view.

The Lightning Spear that Mikoto had released disappeared along with him.

“Wha…”

She only managed to let out such a shocked cry when Kiyama Haruaki faced the Lightning Attack, which was capable of cross-space navigation. Although he dispersed the lightning at the last moment using a Void Barrier, it still left him in a cold sweat.

“This mark?!”

Instantly associating this anomalous situation with its cause, Kiyama Haruaki quickly raised his head, then waved his hand trying to get rid of the suspicious lock-on icon above his head, but the incoming attack forced him to stop.

The battle was still ongoing.

However, Zuotian Tsuruya did not continue to use her paradoxical abilities because she received a command from the upper-layer network: instability detected in the Fantasy Master network, conserve energy, and prepare for emergencies.

With the assistance of Tsuruya’s abilities gone, the duration of the “Enemy of the Legion” also came to an end, and Misaka Mikoto was immediately at a disadvantage again.

Utilizing the supercomputing power of the brain network, Kiyama Haruaki could be said to possess the powers of tens of thousands of power users. Although most of them were powerless or low-powered, there were not a few strong ones among them. In addition, the qualitative change caused by quantitative change meant that Kiyama Haruaki’s combat ability was almost equivalent to a small army composed entirely of power users. The scene of various abilities being activated simultaneously was like something out of a YY novel, and Misaka Mikoto, facing such an opponent for the first time, found herself increasingly at a disadvantage.

Combining space transfer with quantum velocity, Kiyama Haruaki transported all the aluminum products buried in the ground ruins to Mikoto’s surroundings, then instantly transformed these ubiquitous aluminum cans into dangerous bombs.

“Boom, boom, boom!”

A series of explosions instantly engulfed Misaka Mikoto’s figure, and then the battered girl was thrown far away by the blast wave.

Even though she mitigated some of the explosion’s force with a strong electromagnetic field, the shock wave still caused her considerable harm.

“Damn…”

Mikoto muttered lowly, then suddenly opened her right hand.

The electromagnetic field rapidly spread outwards, reaching underground, then large amounts of black sand particles broke through the surface and gathered in her hand.

“Using electromagnetic effects to control the underground iron sand and form weapons, huh?” The white-robed female researcher revealed a slightly surprised expression, “a LEVEL 5 superpower user really isn’t a simpleton, but what use could such a thing serve?”

Ignoring the provocative words of her opponent, Mikoto clenched the iron sand longsword in her hand, then surged forward with unstoppable momentum.

“I’ve said it already, it’s useless.”

Kiyama Haruaki said disdainfully, then stretched out his right hand, forming a barrier of high-pressure wind in front of him. Even the iron sand, bound together by a strong magnetic field, would likely instantaneously disintegrate in the face of countless high-speed rotating air vortices, right?

But when Misaka Mikoto rushed up to him, he saw a slight, triumphant smile on her face.

The straight iron sand longsword suddenly disintegrated mid-air, then morphed instantly into several black long whips, bypassing the barrier made of high-pressure wind from all directions, and quickly encircling Kiyama Haruaki.

“The so-called ability is valuable precisely because it can be flexibly applied!”

The electric-controlling girl shouted loudly, then suddenly shook her wrist, the iron sand long whips rapidly tightened, and bright white sparks followed along these excellent conductors, intertwining into a large electromagnetic net.

But just as Mikoto thought her attack was about to succeed, Kiyama Haruaki once again vanished from her sight.

Space Transmission!

“It seems I can’t waste any more time here,” Kiyama Haruaki suddenly appeared behind Mikoto, pointing a finger at the back of her neck, “Sorry, young lady, but you should take a nap here…”

“Storm Interception!”

A sudden clear shout interrupted Kiyama’s action, and from the corner of her eye, a flash of silver was rapidly approaching. She hadn’t clearly seen what it was before she instinctively activated Space Transmission and escaped from this lethal strike.

At that moment, Mikoto finally recovered from the stiffness of her failed attack. She swiftly turned around and couldn’t help exclaiming, “Tsuruya? You…”

The girl in front of her was supposed to be Zuotian, serving as support outside the battlefield, but the present Tsuruya was in a completely different appearance. The sailor suit that served as school uniform was gone, replaced by a silver-white war robe that looked like something out of a movie or collected only by cosplay enthusiasts. She still maintained the posture of swinging her blade downwards, and in her hands, she held a longsword the same silver-white as her war robe.

Startled for two seconds, Mikoto finally managed to ask her question, “How did you change clothes so quickly?!”

Tsuruya: “…”

Should that really be the concern now?!

“Senior Sister Misaka, are you alright?”

Pushing aside the surge of complaints in her heart, Tsuruya clenched the Commander’s Sword in her hand, warily watching Kiyama Haruaki, who was playfully observing the scene from a distance, and found a moment to ask.

“Uh… yeah, it’s nothing serious.”

Mikoto felt still somewhat dazed, but now clearly wasn’t the time for questions. She turned her focus to Kiyama Haruaki, whose gaze was filled with curiosity.

“An unseen ability,” the researcher in the white robe remarked with great exploratory interest, “No, it doesn’t seem like an ability. You just used Space Transmission to come next to me and then swung your sword? But in fact, according to the calculations of the Tree Diagram Designer, besides abilities like mine generated from the Fantasy Master network, it’s impossible for Multi-Powered Users to exist. Your power is quite suspicious.”

“Is that so,” Tsuruya responded noncommittally, then slowly straightened her body, transferring the Commander’s Sword to her left hand, and extending her right hand flat into the air, “Senior Sister Misaka, can I ask you to keep the following confidential?”

Although unsure of her intentions, Mikoto immediately nodded. She then was shocked to see some metallic structures starting to materialize in Tsuruya’s right hand.

A massive black ornate handgun.

“Dead Wood!”

Tsuruya’s right foot suddenly stepped forward, thrusting the black gun forward in a pose akin to a fencer’s lunge, and then she pulled the trigger.

A black and red flame burst forth from the front of “Dead Wood,” and a chaotic gray energy ball suddenly exploded behind Kiyama Haruaki. When the energy ball dissipated, all that was left on the ground was a hemispherical crater several meters in radius, with the original steel and concrete sharply cut away like a piece scooped from cream.

Funeral Guard, one of the few individual combat skills of the Storm Commander, used her own power to turn a bullet in “Dead Wood” into a Miniature Space Internal Explosion Bomb. The emission of this bullet would ignore the spatial distance and any physical barriers between it and the target. If she had not been merciful, Kiyama Haruaki would have already become a pile of disintegrating matter in the Void.

Xyrin Technology’s superweapon was not something ordinary Superpower Users could contend against.

“What… what is this…”

Faced with such an attack method that defied understanding, Kiyama Haruaki finally lost his initial composure while Tsuruya slightly hesitated with the “Dead Wood” in her hand, and with a click, a dim red crystal was ejected from the barrel.

“Miss Kiyama, if possible, I hope you can give up resistance now. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Tsuruya said this, lightly swinging the Commander’s Sword in her left hand, and the phase shift blade action instantly created several black traces in the air where the space was sliced open.

“What a joke!”

Contrary to Tsuruya’s expectations, Kiyama Haruaki suddenly burst out hysterically roaring.

“Having come this far, how can I give up? To save them… there’s no one who can make me give up, not even if I have to go against the entire city,” he exclaimed furiously before his shout abruptly cut off. Kiyama Haruaki suddenly clutched his head in both hands, then let out a cry of pain.

“Hey, are you alright?” Misaka Mikoto hesitated as she spoke to the “enemy” who had suddenly knelt down and was holding his head. However, something that emerged behind him shocked her into silence.

A translucent substance, resembling jelly, appeared from the air behind Kiyama Haruaki, writhing in the air like tentacles before merging into an expanding sphere. The sphere distorted violently, emitting eerie sounds, gradually revealing its shape.

A deformed infant, made of a translucent, nameless substance, with a fierce expression!

The creature floated in the air, its unsettling red giant eyes moving aimlessly, as if it were a human fetus entangled by several umbilical cords. Witnessing such a horrifying scene, even the super electromagnetic cannon of Academy City couldn’t help but cry out.

“What is this?!”

“Fantasy Network…” Kiyama Haruaki covered his left eye, which had been impacted by his power running amok, and staggered to his feet. “It’s out of control… the network is no longer under my control…”

“No way!” Mikoto exclaimed. “With such developments and such monsters, is this some kind of cheap, cliche sci-fi movie?”

“Legion Strike!”

Zuotian Tsuruya suddenly stepped forward, black odd-shaped handgun bursting with bright sparks. The enhanced bullets flew out, causing a dozen explosions on the “fetus” that had started to move, tearing large holes into it.

But a second later, those newly-formed holes were restored by an invisible, transparent substance, and even the creature itself nearly doubled in size.

“It’s useless. That’s the collective consciousness of tens of thousands of students; such attacks can’t possibly destroy it,” Kiyama Haruaki moved to the side, leaning weakly against a concrete bridge pier riddled with cracks. “Tens of thousands of students suffering from power discrimination have condensed their negative emotions into this illusion beast. Even with your strange power, can you instantly erase the resentment of tens of thousands of students?”

Watching the “illusion beast” continue to swell, even Zuotian Tsuruya fell into confusion. Her powers were mostly supportive, and her offensive ability–as just proven–wasn’t very effective.

And considering the now-swollen body of the monster, perhaps even Misaka Mikoto’s super electromagnetic cannon would struggle to kill it instantly?

“There must be some way!”

At this moment, Mikoto had not the slightest thought of giving up. She immediately ran to Kiyama’s side, shaking his shoulders forcefully.

“This is something you created, so you must have a way to deal with it, right?”

“This is the Fantasy Network… No, it was created by those comatose students, totally out of my plans.”

Watching the giant “fetus” continue to expand and already start moving in a certain direction, Kiyama Haruaki’s expression turned blank.

“Crying fetus? Is this the true representation of your inner selves, or is it the manifestation of the dark side of Academy City?”

“Hey, now’s not the time to talk about that!” After saying this, Mikoto no longer paid any attention to Kiyama Haruaki, who seemed to have given up. “Hope only has meaning when you don’t give up!”

Taking out a game token, Misaka Mikoto called out to the dark-haired girl nearby: “Tsuruya, can you enhance my attack?”

“Leave it to me!”

Tsuruya nodded confidently and then, using the jump generator equipped in her battle robe, teleported next to Mikoto. “Glory Assault!”

Surprised by the sudden appearance of a few energy auras around her, Mikoto exclaimed, “What is this?”

“These are auxiliary energy arrays that can double the directed damage and also allow you to enhance your own strength to the limit without sustaining any damage.”

“It looks like you really need to explain this to me after this is over.”

Mikoto said half-jokingly and then lightly tossed the token in her hand.

“Boom!”

A massive beam pierced through the air and struck the ferocious monster head-on without fail.

Was it destroyed?

If Mikoto & Tsuruya’s duo had used this move as soon as the monster appeared, perhaps everything would have indeed ended smoothly; unfortunately, it seemed the arrival of the enhanced Super Electromagnetic Cannon was a bit late.

The Illusion Beast in the sky had grown to nearly a hundred meters in diameter, resembling a floating mountain. Though the power of the Super Electromagnetic Cannon was astonishing, it was, after all, a single-target focused attack. In terms of radius, it could at most punch a hole in that mass of cotton candy.

But even a large hole was useless.

Amidst its furious roar, having been heavily wounded, the Illusion Beast wildly rolled around, then resurrected on the spot with full health and buffs.

It had grown even stronger.

“Senior Sister Misaka! Zuotian! We must stop it quickly!”

“Chichun?!” Tsuruya turned in surprise, “Why did you come here? It’s dangerous!”

“Zuotian?” Seeing the girl in a strange-war robe, Chichun Shili was stunned for a moment before shaking her head vigorously, “There’s no time to worry about that now, we have to quickly stop it. It’s heading towards the nuclear reactor of Academy City!”

“Are you kidding?!”

Misaka Mikoto cried out in astonishment, but at that moment, she could no longer think of a way to destroy that thing.

They had missed the best opportunity, and her physical strength had already been greatly depleted from the recent battle with Kiyama Haruaki. To destroy it now… But we can’t give up.

“Yes, command center, I understand.”

At that moment, Tsuruya Zuotian’s voice suddenly interrupted Mikoto’s next move. Mikoto turned back in astonishment, only to see the black-haired girl slowly drawing a silver-white longsword, pointing it at the Illusion Beast that was gradually moving away.

On the blade, blue and white sparks of energy crackled.

“Connecting to command center, requesting launch code AZ-689…”

“Storm Commander HZ-309, calling for fire support!”

White light descended from the sky.

The roaring explosion shook the entire ground, its power alarming countless factions hiding within Academy City, but that was no longer the concern for the three girls here.

The blinding flash, almost as bright as a legendary nuclear explosion, was followed by a fierce shockwave and the entire ground trembling; of course, there was also the sweep of high temperatures.

Tsuruya Zuotian was clearly a newbie; she had never read the manual about the damage range of super space-time satellite fire support–of course, the “safety range” specified in the manual was calculated based on the physical condition of a Xyrin Apostle, but fortunately, at the last moment, the special traits of the Commander’s War Robe came into play. A massive energy wall appeared instantaneously, blocking all the shockwaves and high temperatures, and also accidentally spared Kiyama Haruaki at the scene.

“So… so powerful…”

Even Tsuruya Zuotian, who had initiated this attack, let out such a low cry upon seeing the vast pool of molten lava before her, finally understanding why the command link had allowed her to use such a large-scale attack until the end, and why she had to authenticate the launch code three times continuously. Such power…

Converted into the calculations of Academy City, it must be at least LEVEL5, right?

The Illusion Beast, of course, was disintegrated in this strike; regardless of where its weak points were, now there was nothing left of it, and it would no longer have a chance to regenerate from the network: Two minutes later, the healing program obtained from Kiyama Haruaki echoed in every corner of Academy City, and the massive brain calculation network crumbled.

However, it seemed another trouble had just begun, a mere six seconds of Ghost Energy bombardment might keep some people busy for the next few days. (To be continued, if you wish to know what happens next, please visit www.NovelFire.net, for more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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