This Is a Spike!
Seeing the situation in front of them, everyone could hardly believe their eyes!
This was a criminal who could take on two pro Heroes in a siege—and now he'd effortlessly crushed Death Chicken. How powerful was this guy? But he'd been killed by this quiet-looking kid...?
You know, this guy was notoriously quirkless!
Especially Death Chicken, who had just been desperately trying to protect the kid, only to realize that the one he'd been shielding was actually a hidden super-quirk powerhouse. He couldn't help but feel a toothache coming on.
What the hell had he been protecting?
And after all that trouble, he'd been saved by the other party... This was the most ridiculous thing ever.
"Etsuha... you... you don't have a Quirk?" Death Chicken froze for a long time before finally asking a question that made him feel stupid.
"Ah, actually I don't know how to use it. This Quirk is not easy to control—maybe it'll cause me a lot of harm." Etsuha lied without batting an eye, then said helplessly, "Speaking of which, I don't have a Hero license. I had to violate the rules just to save you..."
It was illegal for people without a Hero license to use their Quirk at will, even to save lives. This was a hard-and-fast rule.
Death Chicken knew it too. He nodded and said: "Don't worry, all of this is authorized by me. What happened to me should be handled by me."
As a pro Hero, Death Chicken had the right to authorize civilians to temporarily use their Quirks in emergencies. But in return, the Hero had to take responsibility for all consequences—and when he said those words, Death Chicken was ready to shoulder everything.
During their conversation, the muscular bloodthirsty man—who had originally been frozen solid by Etsuha—suddenly cracked open. It triggered a chain reaction: all the ice crystals shattered as they were forced apart, and the muscular bloodthirsty man was fully revived!
"He's not dead yet?" Death Chicken's heart sank. This guy's muscles were like a layer of armor—it was way too hard to kill him. And that last blow had probably been Etsuha's full strength; the kid's condition was rough now. There was no way he could handle a monster like this...
They had to escape—and never let Etsuha fall into this creep's hands! (Read more @ wuxiax.com)
Thinking of this, Death Chicken couldn't help but say: "Kid, run with me..."
But halfway through his words, Etsuha's figure had already rushed toward the muscular bloodthirsty man, launching a sudden attack!
"This guy!!" Death Chicken's fists clenched tight. Could he really punch like that?
The muscular bloodthirsty man felt utterly humiliated too. Had he really just been frozen by some little punk? The shame nearly overwhelmed his sanity. Seeing Etsuha charge in again, he concentrated all his muscles into his right arm, unleashing his strongest power in a massive blast!
Bang!
The swift muscle mass grazed past Etsuha's head. His body shifted only slightly to one side, effortlessly dodging the attack.
"Courting death!"
The muscular bloodthirsty man sneered. So what if he dodged? The gale-force wind from those bulging muscles would mash the kid into pulp!
But the next moment, his smirk froze solid on his face.
Right in front of Etsuha, a thin layer of ice shield suddenly condensed, perfectly offsetting the impact of the enemy's fist. Right after, a handful of razor-sharp ice blades formed in Etsuha's hand. He stabbed forward, instantly slicing through the muscular bloodthirsty man's shoulder muscles!
"Asshole!"
The muscular bloodthirsty man flew into an even greater rage, practically roaring as he spun around to attack Etsuha.
But when he turned his head, what met him was a palm strike from Etsuha!
"This guy—does he think he can kill me with that?"
The muscular bloodthirsty man was baffled for a split second. But in the next instant, he watched in stunned horror as boundless cold erupted from the center of Etsuha's palm. An ice spike several times larger than his entire body shot out from Etsuha's hand, stabbing straight toward him!
Pouch!!
The transparent ice crystals pierced like blades. The bloodthirsty man's muscles offered no resistance—like cutting through tofu—the ice spike drove right through!
Countless ice shards formed inside his body, freezing even his blood solid!
Cold!
Bone-chilling cold!
When the muscular bloodthirsty man came back to his senses, his blood had turned into frozen blocks throughout his body, and those vaunted muscles had necrotized completely, sagging limp!
"Am I... dead?"
His mind reeled in confusion. Defeated by a guy who was still in junior high?
But replaying Etsuha's moves in his head, a chill gripped him.
Too strong!
From start to finish, he hadn't even touched Etsuha's clothes!
"No Quirk... hahaha, a guy like this has no Quirk? You can go to hell with me, you damn liars!" This was the muscular bloodthirsty man's final thought.
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