Witch Special

The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop. Although Tornado no longer intends to cause trouble for Lin Zhenxi, trouble soon comes to him again.

After all, the weirdos around here haven't been cleared out yet.

Just as Tornado was looking up at the sky with his arms around his chest, wondering what Lin Zhenxi was going to do by raising such a high stone pillar, Saitama beside him suddenly raised his foot and stomped on the ground twice, saying curiously: "Hey, why is the ground wet? Is there a water pipe leaking nearby?"

Tornado looked down, surprised to find the once pitch-black ground beneath their feet was now soaked with water seeping in from nowhere. However, the soil, compressed by gravity a hundred times over, was harder than stone. Even with the water soaking through, it didn't turn muddy. Saitama stomped on the ground twice, leaving only a few more shoe prints.

It doesn't seem like a big deal...

However, the moment Tornado had this thought in his mind, the water marks on the ground seemed to have turned into the opening of a sluice gate. In an instant, a large amount of water gushed out from the ground, forming a water cannon with an extremely high flow rate, shooting towards the two heroes.

But it was useless! Now standing before the water were two of the strongest men in the world. As the water cannon took shape, a green barrier followed, transforming into a downward-sloping scraper. It rapidly advanced, scooping away the small layer of ground softened by the water. As the wet soil peeled away, the two men discovered that beneath it lay large patches of waterlogging. While Tornado and Saitama stood admiring the scenery, the water-controlling monster had quietly laid out its plan, soaking nearly one-fifth of the circular plaza with water.

Then they were all shoveled away by Tornado in one breath...

As the super-powered scraper moved forward, a large amount of soil was shoveled up. The moist soil rolled and piled up at the bottom of the shovel, gradually forming a considerable scale.

Then, the mud began to move, automatically gluing itself together to form a giant, ever-increasing slime. The slime also grew taller, developing plump arms and thick fingers, seemingly poised to develop into a swamp golem.

Tornado narrowed her eyes, and her shovel-shaped superpower immediately contracted towards the center, enveloping the slime. After completely enveloping the slime, irregular concavities began to appear on the outer layer, suggesting she was planning to break the severely oversized slime into several pieces.

But Saitama had already stood right in front of the slime, his white cloak fluttering in the wind, and his whole look became tough and handsome in the blink of an eye.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way!" Tornado's heart skipped a beat. Saitama's fearless presence brought back cherished memories, the very spark that had inspired her to become a hero. However, she still had to question him, as Saitama was only a "weak C-rank" and shouldn't have been intervening in a battle of this magnitude.

"Thank you for gathering it together, little girl." After Saitama said that, he swung his arm and punched the mud slime that had been squeezed into a lump by Tornado.

A huge amount of energy burst out at this moment, and a large amount of dust was blown into the air and scattered. The hot red light produced by the violent friction of the air extended from the front of Saitama all the way forward. Tornado's telekinetic restraint was as fragile as bubbles blown by a child with soapy water, and it shattered with a slight poke. After crossing the barrier of telekinesis, the extremely powerful fist force hit the mud slime almost without a trace. The small part that escaped created an effect almost equivalent to that of a typhoon passing through. The slime that was bombarded head-on was directly wiped out by the fist wind, and not even a trace of mud residue was left.

After destroying the slime, the remaining force of the fist continued to move forward, and the scene that had happened countless times before was once again reproduced. A line appeared on the ground, extending to the end of the field of vision, as if a large stroke of ink was smeared on the map of the abandoned city.

After throwing the punch, Saitama stretched his shoulder and arm, letting out a long breath, feeling refreshed. Today had been truly exhilarating for him. First, the Centipede Elder had delivered a satisfying punch, and while the subsequent black blob figures hadn't been very satisfying, the mud slime had finally given him a chance to vent all his accumulated frustration.

However, when Saitama turned around, he saw that the originally arrogant Tornado now opened her mouth wide, staring at him in amazement, with a very silly expression on her little face.

Tornado: (wДw)

It’s about the style of painting, right? I’ve never lost at this.

Saitama instantly turned into a stick figure with a boiled egg head. He rubbed his scalp, which seemed to be covered with a little dust, with the back of his boxing glove, and then looked back at Tornado with a blank look.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you, what are you looking at. How did you do it!" Tornado came back to his senses and shouted at the top of his voice.

"I just went over and punched it."

"Of course I saw you punch it, but the noise you made..." Tornado was about to say something, but suddenly shut his mouth and looked past Saitama's bald head to where he was standing. Saitama turned around and saw a large amount of clear water tumbling towards him from the dent made by his punch.

Of course, water shouldn't be described as rolling, but rather flowing. Although the raw material is still water, its inherent nature is still that of a weirdo.

It was the water monster that Lin Zhenxi had been thinking about!

However, the water monster was obviously still in a wild and untamable state at this time. It stopped some distance away from Saitama and Tornado, and then two powerful water cannons shot out from the water flow straight towards Saitama and Tornado.

But it was obvious that such an attack was still too childish for the two of them. Tornado made a click of the tongue and without even making any extra gestures, the two heavy-looking water bombs hit the two circular telekinetic barriers and exploded into splashes of water in mid-air.

Saitama stared at the monster made entirely of water and felt at a loss as to where to begin. Those smaller, black, water-blob monsters before him, while lacking impact, could at least kill a significant number of them with one punch. It was simply that they outnumbered them, so the casualties weren't a big deal. But this water flow... If you cut it with a sword, it will only flow further. Punching it with your fists would, at best, just disperse it.

Will this work?

Obviously, telekinesis was more effective against invisible water. Tornado handled the water monster's attacks with ease, but conversely, she couldn't completely defeat it. She had dispersed the living water countless times, only to have it reassemble as if nothing had happened. Tornado's attacks hadn't actually caused any damage to the water monster.

"What's going on? This guy, time and again, won't die!" Tornado muttered to herself as she smashed the ever-growing Shimizu monster four times. But it was completely useless, as the monster instantly recovered and continued to fire high-pressure water cannons and heavy water bombs at them. Even if its body was shattered or completely shattered, it didn't hurt the water monster at all.

Saitama glanced at his fist, then at the water monster that was gathering itself together again and again under the tornado's attack, and decided to give up the idea of ​​joining in the fun. He could have hit a physical monster, no matter how big or strong, but this was just a ball of water that was hostile to humans. How could he fight it? He couldn't.

While the tornado's attacks were ineffective against the water monster, its attacks, which relied on the flow of water, were also perfectly countered by the tornado. Under the tornado's all-encompassing pressure, the water monster's body was practically crushed into a ball. Any water that escaped the water monster's body could not travel more than two meters before being crushed by the opposing telekinesis, returning to the water monster in a cloud of water. However, the water monster continued to absorb new water flowing from the ditch below it, and its size was slowly increasing.

Tornado and the Water Monster locked in a fierce battle, while Saitama stood by, unable to offer much assistance. However, he hadn't anticipated that his presence would deter the enemy hiding in the shadows from attacking Tornado. Thus, with neither side able to break free, a fragile equilibrium was established.

But everyone seemed to have forgotten that their presence here was entirely due to Lin Zhenxi and her signal amplification tower. Even as they were twitching, Lin Zhenxi had quietly completed the main structure of the tower, erecting a massive, ultra-high-density stone pillar over three kilometers long, 1,500 meters deep underground and 1,500 meters above the surface, like a drill driven straight into the surface of a planet.

When the main structure of the Signal Amplification Tower was constructed, the arrangement of elements within it already possessed the effect of a spirit gathering array. Upon its completion, Lin Zhenxi, the tower's master, immediately began to enjoy the tower's immense magical amplification, as well as the immense amount of magic power continuously drawn from the earth's veins. Although the Signal Amplification Tower currently only possesses a single magical amplification function, due to a significant amount of ongoing work, and thus cannot be compared to the diverse functions of a proper magic tower, it is more than sufficient for Lin Zhenxi's current needs.

If a tiger doesn't show its might, you think I'm Hello Kitty, right? You've been stirring up trouble while I'm busy, so now wait and see how I'm going to deal with you!

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