Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

Moraine immediately felt a mystical connection with the mosquito, as if she could easily control its life and death, and its behavior.

Is it because of him that it's been contaminated?

Morion made a simple guess in his mind.

But these are just speculations; Moraine currently has no plans to put them into practice.

He did nothing, watching helplessly as it continued to follow the commands given by its previous owner, breaking away from Morion and flying towards the window.

Chapter 27 The strongest record, etched in Z City.

"Emergency evacuation alert, disaster level is [Ghost], please do not go out."

"To reiterate, residents of Z City, please do not go out."

The sound of shattering glass rang out as the alarm sounded.

A thug carrying a crowbar walked out of the shop.

"Because of the alarm, no one's in any of the shops," the thug said confidently. "Nobody's going to get bitten to death by mosquitoes."

He looked at the package full of things not far away and felt very proud.

"It's a bumper harvest today, so it's okay if mosquitoes bite a little blood."

Just then, Morion walked past him and glanced at him.

"Hey! What are you looking at!" The thug raised the crowbar in his hand.

Moraine silently looked away.

How stupid...

It's common knowledge that there are "weirdos" in this world; there's no such thing as "extraordinary people hiding behind the scenes."

Why are people in this world always so brainless...?

There weren't even just one or two.

After thinking for a moment, Moraine extended his hand to the thug, palm up.

This made the thugs think that Morion was asking them for hush money, so they immediately started baring their teeth and claws.

"Hey! Are you looking down on me, you strange masked man?"

Such a classic example of a brainless, Japanese street thug's speech.

Moraine didn't hear a word he was saying.

He reached out his hand, not to save the thug, nor to ask him for anything.

Unbeknownst to the thug, some golden energy emanated from his body, flowing into Morion's hand and transforming into a small golden ball.

"Great, I didn't expect I could actually drain all of someone's luck at once?" Morion thought to himself. "But, probably because he was going to die anyway, even if I took it all, it wouldn't be much."

After Moraine finished doing all this, she continued walking around the street without stopping.

"Pah!" The thug spat on the ground. "Coward."

After saying that, he reached for the bulging cloth bag that was placed to the side.

But the next moment, a buzzing sound began. A swarm of mosquitoes appeared, surrounding him completely.

The thug initially thought that the alarm's warning of a large number of mosquitoes was at most a few dozen or a few hundred, and that he only needed to run.

but……

He was enveloped by a dense swarm of mosquitoes, making him look like he was wearing a thick leather coat.

These mosquitoes swarmed together, so many that they formed a black sphere with a diameter of over ten meters.

A scream rang out.

The thug struggled incessantly, but he couldn't shake off the entire "insect coat".

His skin quickly became dry and shriveled, and he collapsed, utterly powerless.

The mosquitoes quickly sucked the scum dry, then rapidly climbed upwards, gathering back into the sky.

More and more mosquitoes gathered together, forming a round ball.

In the very center of the ball, a slender young woman was flying.

She had an excellent figure, with wings like mosquitoes, and her limbs were replaced by claws and legs that were nearly a meter long. She also had a tail that served as a blood bag behind her.

As the mosquitoes swarmed around her, the blood bag behind her slowly swelled up.

Soon, the Mosquito Woman had sucked all the blood collected by the mosquitoes, licked her lips, and stretched.

"How are you doing your job? This amount is simply not enough."

She tilted her head back and complained, drawing out her words.

"Go and get me some more."

Just then, a mosquito arrived late and landed on the mosquito woman's fingertip.

At first, the mosquito woman didn't care at all and simply sucked the blood stored in the mosquito.

With so many mosquitoes, she couldn't possibly pay attention to every single one.

"Wait...wait..." Her movements suddenly stopped.

"What's this……"

A strange power surged into her body, causing her to let out a soft, pleasurable moan.

Her momentum began to rise steadily, and she felt her senses becoming clearer and her strength becoming stronger.

Her skin turned scarlet, and her long white hair turned pink, flamboyant and unrestrained.

"Just by drinking one person's blood, I entered this state!"

Mosquito Girl looked excitedly in a certain direction.

This is a special form that she can only enter after draining the blood of thousands of animals.

At this moment, only one person is needed!

She ignored the fluorescent patterns that were gradually appearing on her body, feeling incredibly excited.

"I see, in this city..."

Just then, a ball of fire flew towards her, interrupting her excitement.

boom!

An explosion occurred.

A young man whose clothes were covered in metallic textures stood on the ground not far away.

The young man raised his hand, and in his palm was a hand cannon.

"Target cleared," the man said calmly.

"Who did you say was eliminated?" A slow voice sounded from behind him.

“What…” Genos quickly turned around, flames burning in his palm.

brush!

The mechanical arm fell to the ground, and Genos was sent flying backward.

The Mosquito Woman's eyes were glazed over, her expression grew increasingly frenzied, and the fluorescent patterns on her body became more pronounced.

It's like getting drunk.

"That's great! I don't need those mosquitoes anymore. I'm all I need," she said happily.

She laughed and swung her claw, instantly slicing open the building Genos had crashed into.

Not only was the building cut open, but Genos, who had just been blasted away and embedded in it, was also cut open.

Fortunately, Genos is a fully cyborg, so he won't die from a mere cut in half at the waist.

It was merely a fatal wound.

Genos, now only half-chopped off, fell to the ground, his prosthetic eye looking at Mosquito Girl.

The Mosquito Woman laughed excitedly as she swooped down towards herself.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Countless thoughts flashed through Genos's mind.

"Such speed...such power..."

“We can’t get close at all, and even if we do, we can’t beat them…” Genos analyzed the current situation.

"Then the only option is to self-destruct."

Without the slightest hesitation, Genos made the decision to completely disregard the pressure.

Blue energy began to gather within his body.

But just then, a voice rang out from the depths of his heart.

Genos was stunned.

It was a language he had never heard before, yet he could understand it.

What is this? Are there other heroes nearby?

Snapped.

A slap landed on the Mosquito Girl's rapidly diving body.

The sound continued, echoing in both Genos's and Mosquito Girl's minds.

"In the 41 seconds before the Serious Slap was launched, Saitama's chanting rang out once again in Z City."

"[Weekend], [Half Price], [Discount Promotion], [Free Samples]."

"Mosquito Girl actually naively thought that she was now completely invincible."

"At this moment, the slap appeared to Mosquito Girl as it grew larger and larger."