Chapter 350: Crush the Mad Cult! 6
The Reincarnated Extra
Crush the Mad Cult! 6
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Hell Saviorâs mentor-like figure, Short Warp, was a bold and battle-crazed man, but from his many years of experience as an assassin, risking his life, he clearly recognized the flaws in his own personality.
Therefore, he had repeatedly told Hell Savior⦠back when she was called Knife Hand⦠who had a similar temperament, the following, until he was blue in the face.
âIf you encounter a strong enemy, retreat if you can retreatâ.
In other words, itâs better to live to fight another day.
And after saying âif, by any chanceâ, he also gave her guidance on how to deal with an opponent who uses the true âGrim Reaper Styleâ⦠not a derivative, but the original.
âKill them in the early stages. Otherwise, run away.â
That seemed to be the answer Short Warp gave to Knife Hand, after considering various factors.
How cowardly!
Back then, Knife Hand had never despised this man more than when she heard the words âOtherwise, run awayâ.
She glared at Short Warp.
Seeing that, Short Warp sighed, saying, âYou never listen when you make that face, so I wonât say anymoreâ, and then.
âNever forget.â
He said that and resumed his training.
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Now, in the present.
Hell Savior was in the âby any chanceâ situation that Short Warp had warned her about.
In other words, she was fighting the girl, Emi, who was likely the successor of the true âGrim Reaper Styleâ.
One-on-one.
She was in perfect condition.
Her opponentâs special ability, including ãBody Strengtheningã, was sealed.
Thatâs the situation.
(âKill them in the early stages. Otherwise, run awayâ?)
Exchanging hand chops at high speed, Hell Savior recalled her former mentorâs words.
(Thereâs no way I can do that, Master!)
She grinned ferociously, showing her teeth.
(Because this is so much fun!!)
Every single one of Emiâs moves was beautiful.
Every clash of hand chops and fists was a learning opportunity.
The more Hell Savior fought Emi, the more she felt her own movements becoming refined.
âNow⦠show me moreâ¦â
Right hand, left hand, right hand, left foot, right hand.
Unleashing attacks one after another, Hell Savior shouted.
âEverything youâve inherited! Show it all to me!!â
âNo, Hell Savior! Thereâs no need to take risks! Pope-sama will be here soon! Until then, retreat, retreat!â
Church Bell was yelling something from the side, but she couldnât hear him anymore, absorbed in the battle.
She finally encountered the one she had given up on finding.
This was a precious opportunity for growth.
She had to savor it to the fullest!
She kicked with her right foot.
The girl dodged it with a slight step to the left, aiming for her side with her left fist.
She blocked it with her right arm, and at the same time, aimed a hand chop at the girlâs neck with her left hand.
The girl leaned back, placed both hands on the ground, and jumped backwards like a spring, creating distance.
She immediately closed in on the girl and raised her right handâ¦
Such high-speed combat, Hell Savior and Emi continued endlessly.
Emiâs fighting spirit had not yet waned, butâ¦â¦ beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.
Hell Savior, on the other hand, was still at ease.
To begin with, it would be strange to lose to an opponent whose powers were sealed.
Fire Pastor is smart and eloquent, but heâs not that strong.
Heâs different from Hell Savior.
In this fight, Hell Savior was holding back a little.
To prolong the fight as much as possible.
To learn as much as possible.
Unlike Fire Pastor, Hell Savior had the ability to do that.
Thatâs what she thought.
But to put it bluntly, that was her arrogance.
âRAAAAAAAAAAH!!â
It happened suddenly.
The girl, Emi Rune, who had been exchanging blows with Hell Savior, suddenly screamed.
The next moment!
Emiâs movementsâ¦â¦ became several times faster!
âWh-What!?â
(She wasnât serious until now!?)
Hell Savior, who had been accustomed to Emiâs previous movements, was forced on the defensive by the sudden increase in speed!
Right fist, left fist, right fist, left fist, right fist, left fist!
She barely managed to block all the punches Emi threw.
(But, too bad! I can see them, if itâs just this much!)
She focused on Emiâs fists and captured their movements.
Hell Savior quickly adapted to Emiâs increased speed.
She regained her composure and grinned.
But!
Shuuuu!
A light impact struck both of Hell Saviorâs feet.
Emi suddenly crouched down and unleashed a roundhouse kick, barely above the ground.
This girl, actually, hadnât used any kicks in her fight with Hell Savior.
She deliberately only used her fists.
To divert attention from her kicks.
â¦â¦For this moment!
(Oh shit!?)
Hell Savior had fallen for such a simple attack.
She panicked, but what she felt was a sense of floating.
Her legs swept from under her, she was momentarily airborne.
Immediate countermeasures were impossible.
Such a Hell Savior.
Emi, with all her might⦠kicked her high into the air!
âAgh!?â
Intense pain shot through Hell Saviorâs back!
Blood overflowed from her mouth!
(Seriously, no ãBody Strengtheningã with this power!?)
Gritting her teeth, enduring the pain, spinning in the air, Hell Savior glared at Emi.
That brat is a monster, after all.
Hell Savior finally remembered that.
When she lands, playtime is over.
Sheâll kill her.
She has to kill her.
She decided that.
But that was.
â¦â¦A decision that came too late.
Because Emi.
Had no intention of letting Hell Savior stand on the ground again.
âRAAAAAAAAAAH!!â
The next moment, Emi screamed again.
And towards Hell Savior, who was forced to fall through the air defenselessly, with her monstrous strength, she ripped several pebbles from the cobblestones and began throwing them at super speed with ãStone Throwã!
âAh, ah, ah!?â
Just an ordinary stone throw, without any magical enhancements.
But each one, thrown by the monstrous girl, Emi, with her extraordinary strength, was a terrifying bullet!
Wounds appeared one after another on Hell Saviorâs body, which should have been protected by ãBody Strengtheningã!
And that wasnât the end!
âHaaâ¦..â
Hell Savior, narrowing her eyes, noticed that while continuing with ãStone Throwã, Emi was moving towards her landing point.
In other words, when she lands, what awaits her is.
That monsterâs fatal blow.
âAhh!â
What should she do!?
How can she survive!?
Hell Saviorâs mind raced!
She instantly reviewed all the movements and techniques of the âGrim Reaper Styleâ her Master had taught her, but there was no answer there.
Then, she changed her way of thinking.
What would Master do in this situation!?
Thinking that, the answer she came up with was.
Escape with ãShort-Range Teleportationã.
It was an option that Hell Savior naturally couldnât take.
At that moment, for the first time.
Hell Savior thought she understood why Short Warp called his own âGrim Reaper Styleâ âmimicryâ.
Because he had ãShort-Range Teleportationã.
Therefore, he had incorporated that premise into his âGrim Reaper Styleâ.
He couldnât help but incorporate it.
No matter how much he tried to eliminate it, unconsciously.
He had incorporated it.
And he realized that.
Therefore, âmimicryâ.
That must have been what he meant.
(Ahâ¦â¦)
And one more thing.
âKill them in the early stages. Otherwise, run away.â
The guidance on how to deal with the true âGrim Reaper Styleâ, which she had been given.
The meaning of those words, now that she had failed, she understood with her entire being.
He knew.
That in this situation, Hell Savior would surely intentionally hold back, prolonging the fight to learn more.
Thatâs why he said âKill them in the early stagesâ.
Indeed, if she had been serious from the beginning, Hell Savior might have been able to kill Emi.
But she didnât.
Truly, the epitome of arrogance.
Thatâs why sheâs going to die now.
(Masterâs words are truly precious, arenât theyâ¦â¦)
Well, itâs too late to realize that now.
The last thing she saw, mocking herself, wasâ¦.
The monsterâs fist, approaching her face at tremendous speed, to reap her life.