Abnormal Moon

But the cyborg instinctively cried out for help to Tono Shiki the moment he saw him.

This moment.

Tono Shiki's killing intent erupted completely, and he rushed forward in one stride.

The battle started in an instant.

Chapter 313 Then it'll be fine if I take action, right? (43)

"So slow! What? Only those eyes are special!"

The real person was very wary of Tono Shiki's eyes.

The moment Tono Shiki charged at him, he became extremely alert, wary of any possible attacks.

But after seeing how fast Tono Shiki was rushing towards him, he was both amused and exasperated.

Tono Shiki's speed is very slow, like a college student in poor health running a kilometer. It would take at least five seconds to run up to him.

"You made such boastful claims, I thought you were so great! Turns out, this is all you're capable of!"

The real person let out a loud, sarcastic laugh.

With a flick of his wrists, he sent several cyborgs, except for Yumizuka Satsuki, flying. In mid-air, they transformed into giant drills, spinning and hurtling towards Tono Shiki.

Tono Shiki remained expressionless. In an instant, he mobilized his magic and channeled it into the boots beneath his feet.

In an instant, several runes lit up on the boots.

His speed suddenly increased dramatically. After dodging several drills with uncanny footwork, he pulled out an old dagger from his pocket and charged towards the real person like a master swordsman.

"Huh? My work?"

Roy noticed the boots he was wearing and raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Sure enough, the world has become like this. It's impossible for Tono Akiba to keep Tono Shiki at home forever. The fact that she sent him to a magic school is proof that Tono Shiki was probably a magician a long time ago, and that Tono Akiba used her wealth to equip him with a complete set of magic equipment.

Moreover, he probably has considerable combat experience.

The reason they didn't use rune boots at the beginning was probably to mislead the real person.

The real person was indeed bewitched by Tono Shiki.

He was amused by Tono Shiki's initial speed, and was indeed momentarily taken aback by his sudden burst of speed.

Before he could react, Tono Shiki was already in front of him, stabbing him in the throat with a knife!

The moment his throat was aimed at him, he truly felt death approaching.

His face contorted, and without hesitation, he raised his left arm, which transformed into a round shield in front of him.

With a clang, Tono Shiki stabbed the round shield with his sword, leaving a faint white mark on it.

"cut!"

Tono Shiki scoffed in annoyance, took a step back, and swung his dagger like a leech toward the round shield formed from the real man's left arm.

The real man still used his left arm as a round shield to defend himself, while his right arm transformed into a large cleaver.

He was about to swing his right arm and use the cleaver to look at Tono Shiki.

"Well!"

A sudden, sharp pain shot through my left arm, as if it had been thrown into a blender and violently churned, traveling from the tip of my arm all the way to my shoulder.

The intense pain caused Masato to groan, his alertness heightened, and he quickly abandoned Tono Shiki, retreating backward.

After Tono Shiki landed a fatal blow, he retreated to avoid the cleaver that was transformed from the real man's right arm.

A vacuum was created between the two of them for a moment.

"What's going on? His attacks were clearly weak. The last one couldn't even break my shield, but this one managed to sever my entire arm?"

The real person stepped back and looked down at their left arm.

His entire left arm was torn apart; not only the front part, which had become a shield, but the arm itself was completely dead and unresponsive.

"The soul of the left arm is dead and cannot be restored for the time being. How could this happen..."

The real man broke out in a cold sweat.

In other words, the sense of death he felt before was real.

If he were hit by that brat's dagger, he might actually suffer an irreparable injury and die!

A real person's ability is not only to change the shape of other people's souls, but also to change the shape of their own soul.

The reason his arms could transform into shields and cleavers was because he had transformed his soul in that way, and his body changed accordingly, thus creating shields and cleavers.

This means that he can change the shape of his soul, and thus fix the shape of his soul.

In this way, no matter how badly his body is injured in battle, it will be restored to its original state under the guidance of his soul.

This means that physical attacks are completely ineffective against a real person, and they can recover easily. Only attacks that can damage the soul can cause real harm to them!

But the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception doesn't care about any of that.

Those eyes see only death.

If someone says they'll cut off your arm, then your arm will die.

True death offers no chance of redemption.

Unless a new arm is created.

In the previous attack, the arm part of the real person's soul was killed by the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception. His soul was missing this part, so the arm naturally could not be restored according to the soul's pull.

To repair his arm, he would have to expend a great deal of magical power to mend the flaw in his soul. Only when his soul was repaired could his arm be restored.

This process cannot be completed in a day or two.

"Don't interfere with those orangutans over there!"

The real man glanced at Iskandar, who was not far away.

Seeing that his body was slightly tense, and knowing that he was ready to make a move at any moment, he narrowed his eyes and warned him.

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I might do."

If he makes a move.

Webber will die instantly!

Iskandar remained silent, his eyes, like those of a lion, fixed intently on the real man.

Even the real person found it troublesome.

He really didn't expect that so many ridiculously strong guys could come out of just a base city.

The oppressive aura emanating from that red-haired gorilla was terrifying, and the attack methods of this black-haired brat were also unprecedentedly bizarre.

He wasn't confident of victory against any of them, but thankfully there weren't any even more outrageous opponents—

"Then I can take action without any problem, right?"

And this time.

Suddenly, the real person felt a blur before their eyes.

A figure appeared in front of him as if teleported.

The real person's pupils constricted instantly, and a sense of crisis surged within them.

He was about to raise his hand.

Then the man stretched out his large hand and pressed it onto his forehead.

"Boom——!!!"

In the blink of an eye, the real person felt that his mind went completely blank.

His body was like cotton, powerless against the immense force that pressed down like a mountain. Roy slammed him to the ground, his forehead pressed down, and with a loud bang, the red brick floor shattered like a spider web.

My brain felt like it had suffered a concussion; my ability to think was temporarily deprived.

In that instant, only one thought remained in his mind.

"We're doomed!"

"This white-haired guy is scarier than that red-haired gorilla and that black-haired brat combined!"

Two chapters are still owed.

Chapter 314 is just the basic equipment.

It felt as if my whole body had been shaken apart, and I was numb all over, even to my internal organs. For a moment, even moving was a luxury.

I couldn't see how he started moving at all.

It was like teleportation; it appeared right in front of him in an instant, giving him no chance to react.