The Irregular at Magical Worlds

Hypocritical intellectual revolutionaries.

This is Kushima Mitsunori's assessment of him.

However, his exaggerated and self-indulgent behavior is indeed very likely to attract followers, and from this point of view alone, he is indeed more suitable to be the leader of a terrorist organization.

"I see! I was very careful to spare your life, you're very lucky."

Kushima Mitsunori said expressionlessly, pointing his hand at the terrorists who were raising their guns to warn him.

"Don't be in such a hurry! I'm very interested in your abilities. From now on, you'll become our partner!"

Kushima Mitsunori's apparent readiness to take action without a word interrupted Tsukasa's attempt to continue speaking.

He took off his non-prescription glasses and tossed them into the air with an exaggerated motion. Just as Kushima Mitsunori's eyes followed his gaze, Tsukasa also brushed the hair from his forehead.

Si Yi's eyes emitted an eerie light.

Kushima Mitsunori's previously cold expression vanished completely, and his raised left hand involuntarily slumped back down.

"Hahaha, so what if they are members of the Ten Masters Clan? They've become my prisoners now."

Si Yi laughed wildly, his face contorted in rage. Originally, to be on the safe side and deal with Kushima Mitsunobu, he had concentrated all the Yang Crystals in this room.

It was to prevent Kushima Mitsunori's calculation ability from exceeding the interference ability of Yangjingshi, but he didn't expect to succeed so easily.

Moreover, it wasn't just defeating them, but rather gaining control of their consciousness—a truly unexpected bonus.

"You should be more useful than those useless second-rate students I control."

Si Yi stroked his chin, wildly thinking about how to use Kushima Mitsunori as a pawn.

"So that's it, it's a consciousness interference-type external magic—the [Evil Eye]!"

"What a true character, all he does is put on a show!"

Kushima Mitsunori suddenly spoke up, interrupting Tsukasa's wild laughter.

His expression gradually became panicked, his breathing became more and more rapid, his pupils dilated, and Kushima Mitsunori could even see blood vessels in the whites of his eyes.

"How is this possible? How could you possibly break free from my [Evil Eye]?"

"What, now that the magic has been broken, you're no longer able to maintain those exaggerated movements?"

Kushima Mitsunori said sarcastically, he really looked down on such a despicable person.

Look at his pathetic state! He panicked like this just because his magic was broken, and he's standing behind his subordinates, clearly using them as human shields.

"Didn't I just say I would spare your life?"

"I haven't changed my mind yet, but losing my hands and feet is still considered having a life."

Kushima Mitsunori had no interest in explaining to him why the Evil Eye was ineffective against him, because his heart was now filled with rage.

It's fine if the students in your own school are just stupid, but it's really pathetic if they're controlled by others.

They just wanted to change their treatment, but they were manipulated by this trash.

"Impossible, impossible."

Still unwilling to give up, Si Yi activated his [Evil Eye] again, but this time he didn't use any exaggerated movements to attract Kushima Mitsunori's attention.

"Have you finished testing?"

Kushima Mitsunori's gaze grew increasingly contemptuous as he stood there, letting Tsukasa stare back at him.

However, what Si Yi didn't know was that no matter how he activated the magic...

The Evil Eye can never affect Kushima Mitsunori's true form; this is another application of the Kushima family's "Disguise Lineup."

The person standing there now is just a clone of his personal information; if he can't crack the [Disguise Ranks], then all his efforts will be in vain.

"Fire! Fire!"

Si Yi finally realized that his magic had no effect on the boy in front of him, and he no longer had the energy to pretend to maintain his dignity.

He no longer had the energy to notice the questioning looks his subordinates were giving him; his heart was now filled with fear and helplessness.

Despite their confusion, the subordinates instinctively pulled the trigger under the intense threat from Kushima Mitsunori.

"what happened?"

"Why didn't you hit him?"

Questions came out of Si Yi's mouth one after another, and hundreds of bullets pierced through the phantom image left behind by Kushima Mitsunobu and hit the door panel behind him.

In the chaotic atmosphere, Si Yi was already slowly backing away, thinking that no one would notice him under these circumstances.

but.

"I told you, didn't I? I'm going to leave your limbs."

"Mr. Si Yi, where do you want to go?"

In sync with Mitsuhiro Kushima's voice, four [atomic rays] were aimed at Tsukasa's limbs.

"Dangdang!"

It was the sound of flesh hitting the concrete floor directly.

"Huh!"

Si Yi was still running forward, preparing to reach the next room to regroup and confront Kushima Mitsunobu, but why did his feet suddenly dangle in the air?

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Chapter Thirty-One: The Breakthrough [Part Three]

Si Yi cried bitterly, tears and snot mingling on his contorted face, the intense pain almost causing him to faint.

"it hurts!"

"It hurts!"

The gushing blood stained the ground red. Si Yi struggled several times to stand up, but it was impossible for him now that he had lost both his limbs.

"Scumbag."

Kushima Mitsunobu coldly uttered those two words, but he still used his brainwaves to calculate his earring-shaped CAD to stop the bleeding for the wailing Si Yi.

It wasn't that he suddenly felt compassion; rather, he knew that if the bleeding wasn't stopped quickly, he wouldn't survive until the ambulance arrived.

Although he's a scoundrel, he still has a lot of value now, after all, he's an important figure in helping students at his school get away with their crimes.

Damn it!

A mercenary dressed in field uniform seemed unable to withstand the pressure and drew a military dagger from between his legs, directly stabbing at Kushima Mitsunori.

"Honestly, why did they have to go through all this trouble when they could have been arrested with all their body parts intact?" Kushima Mitsunori sighed softly.

Raising it was a specialized pistol-type CAD [Night], entirely black with silver streamlined lines.

Gently pull the trigger.

"It's so hot, what is this?"

"It's the [Blazing Divine Realm]!" a mercenary shouted in terror.

"Looks like there are still some discerning customers! Don't worry, I have pretty good self-control, I'll probably only grill you half-cooked!"

Mitsunobu Kushima created a high-energy electromagnetic field by decomposing gas into plasma and then forcibly separating cations and electrons.

A few seconds later.

Apart from Mitsunobu Kushima, no one else in the house was still able to stand, and everyone on the ground had suffered burns of varying degrees.

Although they are members of an anti-magic organization, it seems there are still a few who can use magic. The few who are still conscious are only able to maintain their composure by using their defensive magic.

"Hmm, my self-control is indeed quite good."

Kushima Mitsunobu glanced at Tsukasa, who hadn't been affected by the flames, and nodded in satisfaction. After all, no one else could die, but he couldn't!

The knife tip pierced through the gate from the inside, and the 5cm thick iron gate was cut into several pieces as if it were tofu.

"Vibration magic—High-Frequency Blade!"

The silver-white blade was wrapped with orange-yellow seeds, and even from nearly ten meters away, Kushima Mitsunori could still hear the piercing buzzing sound coming from the blade.

The ones who entered with knives were Kirihara Takeaki and Jumonji Katsuto.

"Hey, aren't you going a bit too far?" Kirihara Takeaki said with a look of astonishment.

Even though he looked at the horrific scene before him, and the familiar smell of burning food kept wafting into his nostrils, he couldn't help but feel an urge to vomit.

Katsuto Jumonji also frowned, but he didn't show the same intense discomfort as Takeaki Kirihara.

"All the enemies who came along the way have been dealt with; none of them managed to escape."

"What about over there?"

"As you can see, they have all been annihilated."

Kushima Mitsunobu put his "Night" back into its holster, then pointed at Tsukasa, who had been chopped into a human stick by him.

"This is the leader of the Japanese branch, [Tsukasaichi]."

"What did he do to offend you? Why is he receiving such special treatment?"

Kirihara Takeaki didn't know how to describe Tsukasa for a moment, so he used the word "special".

"Almost all the students at our school committed crimes after being controlled by him using the consciousness interference magic [Evil Eye]."

"What do you mean?"

Kirihara Takeaki tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

"That means he tampered with the memories of our school's students and took advantage of the emptiness in the hearts of students to control their minds."

"Does that mean Mibu's current state is a lie he told us?"

Kirihara Takeaki's expression changed instantly, completely opposite to his previous carefree demeanor. Now he resembled a ferocious tiger, ready to prey on anyone he desired.

The katana in his hand buzzed even louder, and the A-rank melee magic [High-Frequency Blade] wrapped around the blade once more.

"Kirihara."