Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

This attack was Misaka Kaori's full power.

Moreover, she surpassed her previous style, simultaneously unleashing two slashes.

—『Only Flash』!

This is the sure-kill drawing sword technique she wields with the spirit sword called 『Seven Heavens Seven Swords』, the culmination of the Amakusa-style Cross-style teachings.

The Amakusa-style Cross-style teachings are a religion that blends the doctrines of Christianity, Taoism, and Buddhism.

Therefore, Misaka Kaori can use this kind of detour around specific religions to unleash other doctrines' attack techniques, making up for all weaknesses.

If Christian techniques don't work, use Buddhist techniques.

If Buddhist techniques don't work, use Taoist techniques.

If Taoist techniques don't work, use Christian techniques.

In this way, by appropriately complementing each other's weaknesses, she unleashes a unique attack technique with complete destructive power—『Only Flash』.

The basic swordsmanship, techniques, combinations, and tactical patterns were all taught to Misaka Kaori by the Amakusa-style predecessors.

Its nature is to be able to kill any enemy.

That's precisely why Only Flash is a move that can only be used in the Stigma Liberation state, which not only amplifies the amount of exercise again, but also eliminates the risk of muscle rupture even beyond the limits of human physical strength.

It can be said that Misaka Kaori uses all the risks after liberating the Stigmata to refine this move, in order to achieve a one-hit kill and shorten the battle time as much as possible.

Now Misaka Kaori is simultaneously unleashing two attacks.

"Impressive."

Even Haramura Makoto couldn't help but sincerely admire her.

His entire body's skin was tingling, as if needles were crazily piercing his skin.

"In that case, I must respond accordingly."

Haramura Makoto's eyes sank, and then he made a drawing sword stance, placing Amatsuki at his waist, his thumb acting as the scabbard, hooked on the handguard, making a drawing sword stance.

He poured all his magical power into his arm.

Then he continuously compressed the magical power, condensing it on the blade.

The red blade was trembling slightly, even though Amatsuki was Haramura Makoto's soul armament, infusing such powerful magical power, it felt full, unable to eat anymore, feeling bloated.

This was his response to Misaka Kaori.

After all, the attack that Misaka Kaori used was worthy of his attention.

It was also thanks to the fact that after he returned to this world, his magical power was still constantly increasing.

He infused far more magical power than he used in the finals against Kurogane Ikki.

—『Extreme Death Seven Nights』.

Chapter 201 Let Senior Experience It

—『Extreme Death Seven Nights』!

When this cold blade of light lit up in this space, the space directly fractured.

Swordsmanship is a technique that is constantly researched and continuously refined.

Moreover, his swordsmanship has not yet reached the point where it cannot be improved like Edelweiss.

In addition, even after returning to this world, he has not relaxed his training, and his swordsmanship has naturally grown day by day.

So now Haramura Makoto's ultimate move has surpassed its original level.

At this moment, the speed of the slash seemed to have surpassed time.

Is this slash that surpassed time sonic speed?

No, it's not.

Is it the speed of light?

No, it's not like that.

This is a blade born from the concept of speed.

This is a swordsmanship that can unfold space faults and cause space fractures.

It is a completely sure-hit attack, an attack that is absolutely impossible to avoid.

In this situation where Misaka Kaori has exhausted all her strength, continuously unleashing two ultimate moves, her body fell into a state of brief exhaustion.

Misaka Kaori had no way to avoid it.

"Clang—!"

The light hum of the blade was like a tidal wave, rushing towards this vast world.

The brilliance of the slash flashed by in an instant, making people only feel a blur in front of them, and then all the sights that their vision could capture were easily divided into two.

"Tear—!"

Just like an illusion of a space-time dislocation, the upper half of the building and the street lamp slowly separated from their lower half.

The rumbling sound rang out one after another.

But when it comes to the sound of tearing, it still belongs to Misaka Kaori.

The wound stretched from the left waist to the right waist, with a depth of about four centimeters.

Such an injury can be considered serious.

But such an injury is not fatal.

"Magical power consumption, about 50%."

Haramura Makoto breathed a long sigh of relief.

"This move still can't be used as a normal move."

Without a doubt, Extreme Death Seven Nights is his masterpiece, the strongest move he can use at this stage.

Even if he has developed the power of his essence, he cannot compare with this move.

Similarly, the amount of magic power consumed by this move is also huge.

Let's put it this way, if this move comes out and he hasn't defeated his opponent, then his state will immediately decline from its peak.

Dispersing Amatsuki in his hand, Haramura Makoto refocused his gaze on Misaka Kaori.

"How is it, Misaka Kaori, this should be enough, right?"

Misaka Kaori also covered her bleeding abdomen, slowly getting up from the ground.

This kind of injury is fatal enough for ordinary people, because the wound is deep enough to almost touch the internal organs.

However, simple healing magic is already in effect.

The injury is not completely healed, but it is enough to alleviate the spread and expansion of the injury.

"Indeed...ah...enough..."

Misaka Kaori, who stood up, also stared at Haramura Makoto.

She had been so confident of victory, but she had suffered such a serious injury, which made Misaka Kaori still feel like she couldn't recover.

She was a Saint, after all.

If she were fighting another Saint, she could understand if she had fallen into her current state.

But the problem is, the man in front of her said that he wasn't a Saint.

But.

She had lost after all.

Regardless of whether the man opposite her was a Saint or not, whether what he said was true or not, she had lost after all.

That was the truth.

"Next, I will retreat and report this matter to the bishop."

"I don't know if there will be any follow-up actions."

This was the truth.

In the Necessarius Church, she was indeed a strong person, but definitely not the strongest.

Especially in the entire British power, it was not just one Church.

There were even more strong people gathered in other forces.

However, according to her speculation, this matter would probably end here.

After all, it was not easy for other people to move out.

In other words, the meaning of the Apostle Cross had not yet reached that level.

"It doesn't matter to me."

"However, I have a word here that I hope you can bring to your bishop."

Haramura Makoto smiled and took out his phone from his pocket, spinning it in his palm.

"What...cough...word..."

Misaka Kaori's footsteps, which had already started, suddenly stopped.

To be honest, she was originally going to go heal her injuries like this, although it wasn't serious, who would like the feeling that their intestines were about to fall out.

The problem was that Haramura Makoto spoke.

And Haramura Makoto's strength was enough to make her pay attention to him like this.

"It's very simple, I'm going to England recently, and I'll stop by to visit her."

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through Misaka Kaori's mind.

She could imagine too many things, but without a doubt, there was nothing good about it.

But in the end, Misaka Kaori hesitated and nodded.

"I understand."

Covering her wound, Misaka Kaori limped away from here.

Haramura Makoto sneered at Misaka Kaori's back, then stopped spinning his phone and directly found the first person in his contact list and called.

The phone rang for about a few seconds before it was connected.

"Makoto, are you done here?"

On the other end of the phone, Shokuhou Misaki's voice rang out directly, but at the same time, Haramura Makoto's brows also furrowed directly.

"Are you running?"

"Did something happen, Misaki?"

There was no way, he knew his girlfriend's physical strength too well, it could be said that she would never run if she could walk.

If there wasn't something very important, Shokuhou Misaki would never run.

But since Misaki was running, it meant that the matter was very urgent.

"There's no way."

"I can only say that the old fox is still an old fox, we all thought that this old guy actually wanted to attack the Misaka Network."

"In fact, he wanted to use the Misaka Network's computing power to instantly infuse Misaka Mikoto's host."

"In order to achieve an absolute field Level 6 ability user."

"It can be said that this old guy hasn't changed as always."

Although Shokuhou Misaki said so, Haramura Makoto's tightly locked brows did not relax.

"There are other problems, right."

"If it was just Misaka-san's matter, you wouldn't be so anxious."

If you want to talk about understanding Shokuhou Misaki, it's still Haramura Makoto.