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The drifting dust stopped for a moment, forced to fall to the ground, head bowed, Tornado braced herself with her hands in front of her, without a single scratch, if one might count the slight curling of her skirt as damage.
"Heh, using superpowers against me? You've got guts, kid. I was going to spare your life, but you're a complete idiot. If you wanted to provoke me, congratulations, you succeeded!"
The tornado hovered, its deep green curly hair dancing in an invisible superpower field. It was surrounded by a terrifying torrent of superpowers that was visible to the naked eye, causing the air to distort, howl, and tremble violently in waves.
He considered himself the strongest superpowered individual, but was inexplicably tricked by Bai Zhi's superpowers.
There was no injury, but it was extremely insulting.
"Give it to me, and prepare your life!"
The extreme explosive force struck the area where Bai Zhi was located, distorting the air, tearing apart space, and stripping away light. It was unstoppable and had nowhere to be stopped.
The power of tornadoes is beyond doubt.
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But before that, she must first intercept Bai Zhi's ultimate attack.
A minute ago, as smoke and dust enveloped the tornado, Bai Zhi had no time to care whether the other party was injured.
With its six pairs of wings outstretched and expanded, Bai Zhi stretched out its arms and opened its hands, as if embracing the whole world.
A phantom of a sacred cross floated behind him, and ten seemingly real yet scorching orbs of light were arranged one by one at the pivot point of the Kabbalah Tree of Life, embedded in the phantom of the sacred cross behind him.
With each blazing orb of light returning to its place, the cross-shaped phantom became increasingly solid.
Finally, Bai Zhi raised her hands high, and the halo of thorns shone with unprecedented brilliance. On it, the magnificent cross formed by the Kabbalah Tree of Life was fully formed.
“A magnificent cross.”
A pirated killer move pieced together from youthful fragments.
Unfortunately, it wasn't Digimon Lucemon's true ultimate move, which was a terrifying finishing move that actually used a cross made of ten planets to smash people.
However, its destructive power is one or two-tenths as good as the original.
Tornado's expression completely changed; her intention to attack instantly transformed into one of defense.
He reached up with both hands and grasped the magnificent cross that had appeared above his head without him noticing.
The scorching heat caused her long black dress to carbonize and shatter.
The tornado had no time to care about details like exposure, because the magnificent cross was no longer in the shape of a cross; it collapsed and boiled in an instant, then inevitably burst outward with light and heat.
A sphere of light, composed entirely of destructive energy, suddenly formed above the tornado and expanded, collapsed, and collided at an alarming rate.
Each pulse released a wave that burned everything, even distorting the space itself and making a sound of unbearable pressure.
"Has this kid completely gone mad after turning into a monster? Damn it, what about Fubuki's safety?!"
Tornado's face was as calm as water, and the surging superpowers around her instantly intensified.
She gritted her teeth, not from being burned by the intense heat, but from the impact of the force, coupled with the need to maintain the barrier against the attack while also distracted by controlling her other hand to prevent the city behind her from being affected.
Because her younger sister, Fubuki, was in the city behind her.
Even Tornado felt real pressure from being distracted.
Fine beads of sweat seeped from her smooth, fair forehead, and faint blue veins even appeared near her temples.
Protecting is ten times more difficult than destroying, especially the operation of the tornado, which tightly controls the light and heat released by the magnificent cross within a one-meter area above its head, preventing it from being released.
The difficulty has increased significantly.
The magnificent cross possesses immense destructive power, but the price is that this power is only manifested in an instant.
The tornado survived the burst of light, and the remaining aftershocks were no threat. The ball of light gradually collapsed and shrank, turning into a small ball of light in the tornado's palm.
With a gentle squeeze of the palm, the light bullet shattered into specks of light dust.
"I must say it again, you are very good. Among the people I know, your strength is among the best. When I get back, I will personally comfort Fubuki because I killed someone very important to her. Also, I will remember you on the anniversary of your death tomorrow."
This time was different from the past. The tornado, now completely serious, blew away and shattered the scattered clouds in the night sky with sheer force.
Like the ruler of the world, the world seemed to be completely dyed with the colors of a tornado.
The earth turned dark green, the night sky turned dark green, the moonlight turned dark green, and the range continued to expand.
The powerful spectators, the ruins, the city's splendor, and the fearful masses.
Anger fully unleashed Tatsumaki's superpowers, transforming the world into her shape.
Her dark green hair moved erratically even without wind; her expression was serious, yet her movements were relaxed and casual, as if she were moving at will.
Reach out to the angelica with its wings unfurled, open your palm, retract each of your fingers one by one, and slowly clench your fist.
boom--
The silent impact reverberated in the hearts of everyone watching the battlefield.
A sense of impending doom, penetrating to the very marrow, crept up my spine and into my mind.
Where will the attack come from? (8)
The eyes cannot see it because the world has been dyed dark green;
The ears cannot hear, because there is no sound around;
The spiritual senses cannot perceive it, because the deadly danger comes from all directions;
The shivering feeling from the bottom of my heart fully illustrates the true meaning of 'there are no wrong titles, only wrong names'.
The moment the sense of dread washed over them, the attack had already arrived.
The first to suffer was the Light Beast doll costume.
tear-
A very strange noise, like a hard strip of cloth being forcibly torn apart, yet with a lingering short circuit sound, suddenly rang out from Bai Zhi's chest.
The Lucemon costume was ripped open across its waist by the extreme superpower.
"Your power comes from the mascot costume you wear, right? Just in case, the mascot costume changes its appearance again, and your strength evolves again by leaps and bounds. Even I would have to waste a lot more effort to take you down at that time."
Tornado's slender, tightly clenched hand continued to exert force to the side.
tear-
"Oh no, something terrible has happened!"
Bai Zhi's calm expression, which had remained composed throughout, finally changed.
Strangely, Bai Zhi didn't seem to care about the fact that his strength would be reduced back to the original Ghost level after the mascot costume was destroyed, or whether he could survive in the hands of the Tornado.
But he was thinking about other things.
The costume that evolved into Lucemon has not yet been shared with other Bai Zhi. If it gets torn apart by the tornado, then all his practice and efforts over this period of time will have been in vain.
At the critical moment of life and death, he didn't care at all, but instead worried about sharing.
All the Angelica dahuricas that have traveled through time have one place where they are 'sickly and weak'.
Bai Zhi's weakness stems from her difficulty in understanding changes in external emotions. Therefore, she didn't pay much attention to Fubuki and Sykes's unrestrained and casual behavior in the dormitory, which led to Fubuki's misunderstanding.
At this moment, perhaps this 'sickness' encompasses more than just indifference to external emotions; Bai Zhi is equally indifferent to her own life and death.
One-Punch Man: Chapter 99 Explosion
Tornado was sold to a research institution by her parents when she was a child, where she underwent cruel research on superpowers.
She never went to school; all the knowledge she had came from reading books in her spare time.
So when Fubuki asked to leave her to go to school, Tatsumaki agreed.
She had been soaked in the rain, so she held up an umbrella for her younger sister.
As a result, in the moment when Tatsumaki was distracted and not paying attention, Fubuki left the umbrella she had opened and chose another dirty and tattered old umbrella.
At first, Tornado was so angry that she wanted to kill someone, but after calming down, she realized that Fubuki would eventually get married, so she decided to test Bai Zhi.
Tornado admitted that her words were somewhat extreme, and she acted much more severely than she had considered... much, much more severely.
Anyway, after she calmed down, she saw the freakish Bai Zhi, with her six pairs of blooming wings and the sky full of dazzling, scorching light spheres.
Tornado realized there was no turning back.
Not only Bai Zhi, who is facing the current challenge, but also her younger sister Chui Xue.
Since things have come to this—
Tornado sighed and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her pupils were filled with ruthlessness towards the monster.
No matter how kind the other person was, no matter how important they were to her sister.
After he turns into a monster, he must be killed.
With another forceful pull of her arm, Tornado had a premonition that she could completely tear off Bai Zhi's mascot costume with another pull.
Then, a white gauntlet was placed on Tatsumaki's slender shoulder, stopping her from making her next move.
At the same time, a deep, weathered voice rang out from behind him.
"Relax, Xiaolong: the matter is not yet at the point of mutual destruction."
Tornado, who had instinctively released her superpowers behind her, suddenly stopped. She turned around in surprise and saw her savior, whom she had missed for a long time.
The superhero armor, made of special memory metal, features a jet-black crystal core shimmering on its chest, with crimson skin extending from the crystal and flowing down its back.
His jet-black, tousled hair stood tall, and his expression was hidden behind sunglasses, but the upturned corners of his mouth and the sparkling teeth suggested he was in a very good mood.
"long time no see."
Blast, the number one S-class hero in the Future Hero Association.
Their existence is shrouded in mystery. They carry out heroic activities solely according to their own will, and are too reckless to be respected on the public stage. Even members of the Hero Association only know their name and have no way of knowing their detailed information.
They possess the ability to manipulate space, teleporting people or objects to other spaces, or sealing enemies in other spaces.
It is suspected that they are fighting against the 'god' mentioned by the monster.
He is a hero who is rarely seen.
"Blast! I've been looking for you for so long, but I haven't been able to find any news about you. Where have you been all these years? On the other side of the sea, or on another continent abandoned during the Great Cataclysm? I can go with you, but I'm not the same person I used to be!"
The tornado, overjoyed, unleashed its power, and the world, which had been dyed deep green, gradually returned to its original colors.
The conflicted emotions, a mixture of helplessness and murderous intent, were overshadowed by joy. Since being saved by the explosion, she hadn't actually said a word of thanks to the other party.
Arrogant as she was, she was not one to speak much, so she decided to help with the demolition and express her gratitude through her actions.
"Of course, I've heard a lot about you, Little Tornado, on my journey to save the world. You've grown up."
Blast stroked Tornado's hair like a silly old man stroking his little daughter.
For anyone else, they would definitely not want their arm, but Tornado can tolerate the explosion.
By the way, speaking of patience...
"Wait a minute, Blast. Let me deal with the angel mascot costume monster behind me, then I'll catch up with you."
After saying that, the smiling tornado was about to unleash her most brutal killing move, to completely compress Bai Zhi into a fleshy ball the size of a palm.
"Hey, wait a minute, Tornado." Blast grabbed Tornado's arm: "It's easy to make enemies but hard to resolve them. Any conflicts can be discussed openly. There's no need to fight to the death. Besides, the root of this guy's monsterization lies in the mascot costume he's wearing; he's still human at heart."
Explosives had a sharp eye and immediately noticed Bai Zhi's condition.
The pupils behind the sunglasses scanned Bai Zhi from head to toe. Her strength fluctuated due to the shattered mascot costume; the energy contained within and her ultimate technique were decent, but only decent. The problem was...
What made Angelica dahurica attract the attention of the "gods"?
His appearance this time was not only to meet with Tornado, but more importantly, to meet with Angelica.
Explosion was searching for the whereabouts of the 'god' in another dimension, but had no clues. Just now, he discovered that the 'god' had glanced at reality.
Following the trail, the blaster arrived at the battlefield and encountered two people.
Little Tornado is very strong, with raw power no less than mine, but she has no connection to 'gods'.
Another person, Bai Zhi: {Qi Liu Wo.}
Their strength barely qualifies them to be in the same class, but it's still not enough.
It remains to be observed to find out what attracts the 'gods'.
Therefore, we cannot stand idly by and watch Bai Zhi be killed by the tornado.