A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 1145 Touma Kamijou's Battle

Seeing that Touma Kamijou was getting into a better state, Lin Wuming's mind raced and he made a decision.

"Touma Kamijou!" Lin Wuming used his telekinesis to send his voice to Touma Kamijou's side.

The latter immediately replied, "Sorry, Nameless! I still can't control this power very well!"

"It's alright." Lin Wuming shook his head and withdrew most of his mental energy. "What I want to ask is—can you handle this on your own?"

"Alone? Huh?" After a moment of surprise, Touma Kamijou realized the meaning behind Lin Wuming's words.

To be honest, Touma Kamijou was a little flustered when he first heard it, but he quickly realized what was going on.

—The power within his own right hand… his right arm would also be neutralized, even Lin Wuming's psychic power. Therefore, the alliance between Lin Wuming and himself was completely meaningless, and even had the effect of one plus one being less than two.

Even though the two had developed a tacit understanding, it still couldn't offset the loss of combat power due to mutual interference.

In that case, abandoning the alliance and taking on the Right Fire alone is the most appropriate choice at present.

Upon discovering that Touma Kamijou had indeed recovered from the pain of losing his arm and was looking thoughtful, Lin Wuming immediately decided to let go and temporarily withdraw from the battle.

Sometimes, simply standing by and watching can be more intimidating than taking direct action.

Lin Wuming's departure immediately impacted the battle situation.

Because Lin Wuming notified Kamijou Touma through close-range telepathic communication using his Nen ability, Uefu no Hi, on the other side of the battlefield, was unable to hear their conversation and was therefore completely unprepared.

However, there was no need to prepare. Right Fire had been paying close attention to Lin Wuming's every move, and when he saw Lin Wuming suddenly retreat, he guessed his intention.

Right Fire wasn't too concerned about this, after all, it was a good thing to have one less troublesome enemy.

But just as he thought that, Touma Kamijou in front of him suddenly burst out like a spring that had lost its pressure.

Without worrying about accidentally hurting his companions, Touma Kamijou let loose and vigorously swung his right shoulder.

Regardless of what the power residing in his right arm is, Touma Kamijou is now treating it like a resilient whip, ready to lash it out. As long as it touches an enemy, it will definitely have an effect.

The bubble vortex was invisible and intangible, causing no damage to the surrounding buildings and rocks. Like a phantom, it passed directly through those substances.

However, for the "Divine Right"—the great hand of the right-hand fire—this invisible vortex of bubbles manifests in a different way.

While it wouldn't be said to crumble at the first touch, the ferocious hand did indeed show obvious signs of damage upon encountering the invisible vortex.

As if struck by lightning, the moment the two forces came into contact, "Holy Right" snapped high into the air, and the nail of one of its fingers shattered inch by inch.

Right Fire immediately clenched his fist, and "Holy Right" also made the same fist-clenching motion. When they opened their palms again, their broken nails had been restored to their original state.

Touma Kamijou raised an eyebrow, unmoved. He had known all along that the enemy was powerful and difficult to deal with, and from the beginning, Touma Kamijou did not believe that he could win easily.

—But… take it slow. For someone like me without superpowers, a battle is something that must be fought one punch at a time. Before throwing that decisive final punch, there is often a long process; the stronger the enemy, the greater the time and effort required for this process.

"Come on... come on, let's take it slow..." Kamijou Touma muttered to himself as he adopted the stance he had honed in street fights, his eyes fixed on the right-hand fire opposite him.

The loss of a fist made Touma Kamijou feel uneasy; his right hand was empty, and his balance seemed to be affected.

On the other hand, Touma Kamijou felt that his right arm was heavier than usual, a feeling of weight generated by wielding enormous power.

Kamijou Touma struggles to find a balance in this complex state of reality and illusion, lightness and heaviness, while also dealing with the battle at hand.

But his spirits grew even higher, and his eyes shone brightly, as if they could radiate light.

An unprecedented battlefield, an unprecedented enemy, an unprecedented battle!
Touma Kamijou had long forgotten his own injuries—the battle before him was far more important than such minor wounds.

Although Touma Kamijou has never considered himself a warmonger, he now feels that this assessment can be slightly revised.

—If you encounter the right battle, the right enemy…

The Right Fire also has a special right hand, which is very similar to mine; he is a magician, and I am a superpowered person, so the two camps are naturally enemies; we are simply destined nemesis!

This is the "right enemy".

The weapon in the right-hand fire's left hand is the "staff," a long-range control artifact from the "A Certain Scientific Railgun." Touma Kamijou traveled all the way to Siberia to retrieve this artifact and save Index, eventually finding his way to this flying fortress.

Even without Lin Wuming's help, Kamijou Touma would not run away; he would definitely fight Right Fire to the death.

This is the "most suitable battle".

Not to mention, he now has Lin Wuming backing him up. Even if he really can't defeat the Right Flame, at least he can save his life...

In Touma Kamijou's opinion, there is no better battlefield than this!
Since that's the case—Touma Kamijou mustered his courage and charged towards the enemy with high spirits, shouting loudly.

Right-hand fire had a stern face and his eyes were full of annoyance; he had no desire to fight Kamijou Touma.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Touma Kamijou, he just found it troublesome. Because this battle wasn't part of his plan at all.

After having his "Imagine Breaker" stolen, even if he didn't die, Touma Kamijou should have collapsed and lost his fighting ability.

But in reality, he is still alive and kicking, and even the power of "Imagine Breaker" seems to have been restored!
The right-hand fire has the heart to strike decisively and solve the problem in one fell swoop, but the problem now is that it seems there is no good way to deal with the other party.

Right Flame's face was grim. He didn't hold back. Without affecting his plan, the power of "Divine Right" had been fully unleashed: he swung this ferocious giant hand again and again, but after encountering the invisible force in Kamijou Touma's right hand, it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, not stirring up the slightest ripple...

Moreover, as the battle progressed, Touma Kamijou seemed to be getting more and more into the game, repeatedly neutralizing the attacks of the Right Flame.

To the point that Touma Kamijou even felt that "the enemy is nothing special."

(End of this chapter)