Chapter 352: Saitama and Tornado
[Yama (Hidden, Unique, World's Rare Treasure): Shinra Death Intent wraps the whole body. Ghost Gate can be opened during attacks, invoking the Authority of Death. This attack is guaranteed to trigger Instant Death. High-Tier Instant Death Immunity and below cannot resist.]
Plop.
Flesh and blood were still falling off continuously. Kaito Shirogane's body cells were still immersed in the Underworld-like death intent; that instantaneous healing vitality had no effect.
The consequence of forcibly activating [7th Stage Setsuna] during [Shun Goku Satsu] was that his strong body became loose and tattered. His current state looked extremely miserable.
Except for that left hand which remained intact, his whole body was a blur of flesh and blood. The skull was clearly visible at the temples.
This startled [Lilith], [Locker], and the others who had just rushed over.
Even though they knew from Lilith that Mercenary Tao's act of being a [Hero for Fun] had angered many big shots in this world, this Reincarnator team, who had just touched the First Limit, had absolutely no concept of the true power level of powerful Reincarnators.
"Mr. Mercenary Tao, are... are you okay..."
Lilith asked. This made Locker and [Short Hair] look at each other with strange expressions. It seemed Lilith wasn't as afraid of Mercenary Tao as imagined.
"Mercenary Tao?"
"Hmph. What a weird name."
[Tornado] descended from the sky to a height slightly above Kaito. Looking at Kaito, whose strange muscles were gradually atrophy or even falling off directly, his figure miserable beyond compare, she spoke mockingly.
Beep beep~
A high-end black sedan arrived late at this time. It was clearly the first to receive the information but the last to arrive. [Fubuki] got out of the car. Seeing her sister already at the scene, her expression immediately became colder.
She just glanced at the miserable-looking Mercenary Tao and prepared to leave. But suddenly, her footsteps paused. Looking in another direction, she saw the [Demon Cyborg] wearing a sharp jacket following behind a familiar bald man, walking over unhurriedly.
Fubuki stood frozen in place. In the next moment, giving her sister no face at all, she walked quickly to the two.
"I say, you two! As members of the New Blizzard Group, why hasn't there been any news for two years!"
She was fierce in appearance but weak inside. Clearly wanting to appear aggressive, her tone became rarely weak towards the end.
Fubuki had always felt a strange guilt about the dissolution of the [Hero Association] and the retirement and disappearance of those heroes.
As the most successful example of a veteran hero transitioning into a professional hero, seeing powerful heroes including her sister and Saitama becoming ignored while a B-Class Rank 1 like herself received all the spotlight, she didn't feel the happiness of beating her sister as she once imagined.
Unlike other indifferent Professional Hero Agencies, she dispatched frequently not just because she liked fame, but because she truly wanted to shoulder the responsibility and become a hero everyone could rely on, replacing those disappeared great heroes!
But during the Cataclysm half a year ago, Fubuki realized her powerlessness again. she could only rescue scattered survivors on the periphery of the Spirit World Erosion Zone, helpless regarding the hundreds of thousands of people in the center of [Seasoning City].
That time, she unprecedentedly took the initiative to ask her sister for help. But the latter, after entering the Spirit World Erosion Zone just once, told her that no humans existed there anymore.
Seeing her sister ignore her and seek out that bald guy she hadn't seen for two years instead, Tornado's attention shifted immediately from Kaito.
"Ha?!"
"Fubuki, this baldy is actually a member of your B-Class Fan Club? I won't allow it!"
Saitama looked detachedly at the area of several thousand meters around him completely destroyed. Battles of this magnitude had become extremely rare in the past two years, but...
Still weak.
Still boring...
But in the next moment, the address 'Baldy' finally made his eyebrows twitch. Turning his head, he saw a little girl with green hair floating in the air, pointing at him and scolding another woman.
He had almost forgotten Fubuki's identity, let alone when he joined some New Blizzard Group, but he still remembered this always arrogant girl.
"Hey Genos, this bad-tempered brat isn't talking about me when she says baldy, right?"
Genos completely didn't understand things like emotional intelligence. his electronic eyes quickly scanned everyone around. Seeing that although Kaito had large chunks of flesh falling off his head exposing bloody skull, he still had more than half of his flesh remaining, and the hair there was thick...
He nodded calmly and answered:
"Sensei, according to my observation, she should indeed be talking about you."
"Ha?!"
Tornado appeared instantly in front of the master and disciple pair, floating in the air and bending over, pointing at Saitama's head.
"In the end, it was all you B-Class trash's doing, right? That whatever giant ghost should have been defeated by you, right? Since then, this world has become more and more boring, you damn baldy!"
Saitama's expression twitched a few times. Unwilling to get angry with such a little girl, he had to turn around and nudge Genos with his elbow.
"Genos, are kids nowadays so rude? Hurry and use your database to check where this brat's parents are. Have someone take her back."
Tornado was also stunned for a moment before instantly turning red with rage.
Lilith tried to help Mercenary Tao but hesitated and didn't act. Seeing Tornado and Saitama arguing like children, she exchanged glances with Locker, both somewhat at a loss.
Watching this scene in anime felt funny, but actually being in it, thinking that a sneeze from these two would probably be enough to kill all Reincarnators present, and then looking at the gradually distorting expressions of the two, they felt somewhat uneasy.
Once these two really started fighting, although Tornado's superpowers couldn't do anything to Saitama, the aftershocks would likely leave no remains of them if they were accidentally grazed.
"Yo, you're very strong, right? Since you're so strong, why waste breath on that fool who can't see your strength?"
"Why don't we take advantage of my host's rare poor condition to properly explore the origins of these guys running around in various worlds..."
A frivolous tone hiding arrogance that saw through everything.
[Sylar] was startled, only realizing then that at some point, a white-haired man wearing a pitch-black uniform had appeared beside everyone, holding a red-haired man gripping a precious saber overflowing with cold air in his hand.
The most striking thing was the brilliance flowing like blue sky and white clouds in those eyes.
It was Gojo Satoru! That red-haired man was [Red Dust], the number two figure of [Chaos Sage]!
Hearing these words, Saitama felt relieved. He also admitted he shouldn't get angry with such a bad-tempered brat. But he immediately realized that he hadn't felt this kind of anger for a long time either. Amidst this inexplicable contemplation, Saitama looked at the speaker.
Only to see that tall white-haired man standing in front of that green-haired brat, spreading his hands and talking to her.
"Ha?!" The strong one the other party referred to was that green-haired brat, and the fool referred to himself?!
Tornado crossed her arms, glancing at the spirit body that teleported over holding a person. Special power wrapped around the opponent's body.
But Tornado's bad temper lay in the fact that she didn't target anyone specifically; she was equally arrogant to everyone.
"Just mastering a little spatial ability and coming to talk to me... Who do you think you are, ha?!"
Tornado glared at Gojo Satoru. In an instant, a terrifying force gripped the surroundings completely. Including the space wrapped by the stillness power of the [Limitless Technique], hundreds of meters of space were grabbed by her.
This made Uchiha Madara, approaching from behind, rotate his Sharingan slightly. He also focused his gaze on Tornado.
Being in Kaito's consciousness space for so long, he had seen how special this white-haired man's technique was. Although absolute strength wasn't as good as his, that troublesome technique wasn't something he could handle casually.
Especially for him without a body, fighting the opponent for real actually depended on whose Sharingan Genjutsu or pitch-black Domain move hit the other first.
But now, this girl was emitting overwhelming invincible power.
As for that bald head, he couldn't even be bothered to look.
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