Chapter 337: There is no way. Facing the innocent tears of the fallen girl, I had to play Professor Yang...

After a day and night of fierce battle, I was indeed deeply tired, but if Misaka insisted on continuing to fight with her, I would definitely be with her to the end.

Although I don't know what she was smoking, I can't figure out her position on the battlefield and act as a shit-smuggling stick, which makes my hands stained with hundreds of thousands of blood... But since that's the case, I can only move her away from the column of friendly forces and put it into the enemy's box.

I originally thought that I had a good relationship with her and my favorability towards her was about to break the state of stewing pork vermicelli, but today, Mikoto-sauce is so disappointing.

During this whole day, one-third of my firepower wasted on Mikoto Misaka, who should have been a teammate. Including the extra consumption of my subordinates when they showed mercy during this period, almost 60% of my energy was restrained by her, wasting a chance to kill the ** directory.

Although that woman's supernatural growth rate is not as good as Misaka, she still has a better combat talent. If she meets her next time, she may have many tricks to play.

This time, I just confirm xx. Switch to xx's dos level. Next time, I may upgrade to in7. It has a gorgeous appearance and a convenient and user-friendly interface. With just one blow, you can blow up your little head full of tea. Dear

I kicked away the gravel in front of the pit, and the wind roared away the flying dust in the sky, revealing the figure of Misaka Mikoto who was deeply trapped at the bottom of the pit.

The close-fitting iron armor was already half damaged in the fierce battle, revealing large pieces of snow-white skin on her body, but the situation in front of her was more shrill than erotic, not to mention that the woman Misaka really had no meat to sell.

Mikoto-chan, what's wrong with you today?

"I……"

Misaka had just opened his mouth, and more tears came out like a pine tree spring.

"I don't know..."

...I don't know? Then why are you crying?

However, Misaka didn't take my words at all, but just curled up his body deeply, like a silkworm that was trembling all over by the cold wind.

You, did you get a concussion when fighting against the ** directory? I see that your performance this day is as inexplicable as a blood lion. Do you want me to use the forty-five-degree angle tapping method to correct it?

“…”

Alas, forget it, the ** directory has been beaten away anyway, and the battle is over...

"No end"

Huh? Is there an unknown expert lurking on the side?

Or, if you fight with me, you can't stop fighting, you're so dear?

I stepped into the hole, lifted Misaka up with one hand, and swung it backwards. She bounced back on the ground more than ten times in succession, smashing into a half-blocked wreckage of the building, and immediately sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Look, you can't even resist such an impact, so why should he fight? Haven't fought enough for a day and a night? What do you really want to die?

However, as soon as I finished speaking, Misaka rushed over like lightning, holding a lightning knife full of indigo, trying to slash.

...Did you really have a concussion? It is rare to help you get a distance. You didn't fly a kite honestly and came to fight me in close combat? And you also used this kind of unhealthy attack method to make me laugh to death.

I sideways to avoid the lightning knife that was so obvious that I hit Misaka's throat with an elbow hammer. Then I punched her with the other hand and hit her lower abdomen, knocking her back to her original place again and falling back to the half of the ruins.

Boom~

Half of the wreckage was overwhelmed and completely collapsed. The broken stones smashed down like reinforced raindrops, completely burying Misaka in dust and soil.

However, I waited outside the ruins for a long time, but she couldn't see her overturning the gravel with full vitality and jumping out to fight me again, which made me feel a little nervous. The two combos just now didn't seem to be too hard. Did she accidentally break her neck?

...Even if it is interrupted, it shouldn't be dead. After all, it's a fierce man who is close to lv5 and is almost lv6. It's ridiculous if his neck is broken.

After waiting for a few minutes, there was still no one, and there was no movement. Standing there, I could only hear the moans, crying sounds of survivors coming from afar, and the sound of the houses burned by flames falling down.

Tsk, it’s really a fight between gods and mortals are suffering. No wonder the ancestor-level mutants of those days went to the New Territories. If they were allowed to fight for life and death on their mother planet all day long, even the glorious Ming would return to the primitive society. Without the brilliant brightness of the mother planet, how could I fight gal in the future and how to watch animation?

At that time, even King Adi's shoes will become relics in the museum. Armani and Hermes, all of them have to eat shit. No matter how great I am, I can only wear the ugly national costumes of the natives of the New Territories. How sad

Now that I think about it, the people who worked together to make a breakthrough in the New Territories also understood this and gave up the opportunity to dominate the mother star.

Once the mutant level reaches lv5 or above, a nuclear war will be fought. In the past, I thought that China was divided by the Zhao family by a coercion, which was a shame. However, if the ancestors of the Zhao family were all so powerful, they would be fools who would not surrender. This has nothing to do with whether the bigwigs are afraid of death, and they can only be said to be helpless.

...

I was thinking about it for a long time, but I still didn't see Misaka coming out. I was a little anxious. Hey, hey, don't tell me that those two tricks just now really beat you to death, right?

I'll feel guilty.

He moved the wreckage of the building covering Misaka and saw the woman curled up in a ball. Fortunately, she seemed to be breathing, but unfortunately, she still cried like a fool.

Why are you crying? Even I started to be curious.

I walked over, patted her on the shoulder, and was about to ask, but suddenly a figure flashed in front of me. Misaka rushed over like a gust of wind, and rushed into my arms without any doubt. Both arms wrapped around my waist and pressed my whole body in like a clay man.

I didn't check for a moment, but when I was about to fight back sharply, I found that Misaka didn't seem to be planning to continue fighting, and there was no intention of fighting on her body.

It's like a child frightened by a nightmare.

"sorry……"

Misaka whispered softly after pressing her chest for a long time.

"sorry."

...It doesn't matter. I didn't kill the ** directory this time, and I will have a chance in the future. The Cross Sect sacrificed Vatican City and will definitely not give up. When they counterattack, we will just fight an annihilation battle, but next time you'd better not be dragged down.

I comforted Misaka with the obligation of a friend, but the latter seemed to be unhappy and just buried his head deeper. This guy was astonishingly powerful as he drove his body with electricity, and my ribs were clattering.

Your sister, is this an apologetic attitude? You are a sneak attack...

"sorry."

...

At this moment, a crying sound from afar was coming into my ears with the wind, so my inspiration flashed, and an event that I judged as impossible to have gradually become clear in my mind.

Hello, Misaka.

You, probably because of the accidental injury you caused...

"sorry"

...It seems to be right.

The battle with the ** directory destroyed the capital of Hetalia, which caused at least a million casualties.

Then, the undead of these people appeared in the world and attached to Misaka, making her thinking abnormal.

This is really a miracle. I originally thought that the undead and ghosts were all knowledgeable for religious people to cheat money. I didn’t expect that it was true. So, if Misaka turns into this bird-like appearance, should I go to Mount Wutai to find someone to exorcise evil spirits?

Gaba

... Her arm around my waist was tighter.

"……sorry."

What's wrong with you? Pay attention, say sorry to me again, I really suck you.

“…”

After crying silently for a long time, Misaka finally spoke softly.

"I never thought it would turn out like this."

"I just wanted to make a serious duel with her, but in the end... I really didn't mean it."

"We have clearly risen to mid-air, and I have control, how could it be..."

"I can't control myself at all, I can't stop my hand. It seems that some other consciousness has occupied my body. I didn't want to become like this..."

"I'm really scared..."

Oh? While feeling fearful, you continue to fight with others for a day and a night, which will increase the casualties several times? Are you considered to be honest? The arrogant and murderous lady?

...Although I really want to say that, Misaka is already breathless. This guy is really the woman I see, he has a tacit understanding.

However, it is no wonder that Misaka was so strange before. He was actually scared by the casualties of millions of people. Then, in order to escape reality, he would rather change his position and be a messenger? In order not to see the miserable results, he tried his best to extend the battle infinitely? He even irritated me during this period and wanted to take the opportunity to apologize for death.

Although I always feel that this reason is a bit far-fetched, it seems to be understandable to Misaka's previous actions. Moreover, this woman has taken risks for many years and has never experienced the current situation. She is not incomprehensible to have a mental breakdown... But.

Even if it is an ostrich, you will proudly raise your head when you see it. People just bury your head in the sand. You are lying your head in the chrysanthemum...

"Now, what should I do...?"

After a long time, she barely stopped crying and asked quietly.

Ask me what to do?

Well, since you are so uncomfortable, then resurrect all the dead and restore the damaged city to its original state.

“…”

Can't do it? Then you can get a trillion in compensation.

“…”

No money either? Well, at least you said sorry many times. I'm so sincere enough. I'm sending goose feathers thousands of miles away.

“…”

Isn't satisfied with this? What are you going to do? Is it really apologized for death?

Misaka suddenly looked up, her confused gaze showed a sense of determination, and a violent electric current quickly formed in front of her forehead. Judging from her posture, she actually wanted to explode.

**, you have gone to Longkong Mountain too much, how can you learn to be decisive in killing?

With one punch, Misaka finally made him a little more honest.

Don't be stupid, who do you think you are?

But only hundreds of thousands of people died, and you are about to die. You can't help but underestimate the value of lv5.

Oh, it's really, as stupid as you, you have been in the world for many years and have not died. No, today I must popularize some correct values ​​for you.

Or sooner or later, you will be stupid enough to death.
Chapter completed!