Even if I transform, I will never be captured.

"Hello, Onee-sama," Misaka said, using the greeting to stall Onee-sama while quickly finishing off the chicken leg in her hand.

Misaka Sister threw away the chicken bone she had finished gnawing on, licked her fingers nonchalantly, and looked at Misaka Mikoto expressionlessly.

"Misaka-san, would you like a chicken leg to try? It's a royal product, with a unique recipe and a unique taste." Satella looked at Misaka with the eyes of someone looking at a rare animal, trying her best not to complain that Misaka was like the disciplinary committee, always arriving at the scene after things had already happened.

The silver-haired girl threw away the chicken bones she had finished gnawing on, licked her fingers nonchalantly, and looked at Misaka Mikoto expressionlessly.

Two strikingly different pretty faces were staring at Misaka Mikoto with equally blank, emotionless expressions, which instantly infuriated Misaka Mikoto.

"You've already made your comments, you jerk! What's with 'Railgun'? And what's with 'rare animal'? Don't just give people nicknames! And what's with the way you talk? Your name is Satella, not Misaka Sister, right? Don't talk like that!"

...Misaka Mikoto, who was originally conceived as a cheerful, tsundere-style, and cute character, is gradually moving towards becoming a tsukkomi (straight man) role.

But now, she can only vent her anger by complaining!

After discovering the Absolute Ability Project through hacking, she was filled with shock and anger, and her mood was extremely heavy.

But when I arrived at the scene with such a heavy heart, what I saw was Misaka Mikoto and a silver-haired girl sitting on a shipping container, leisurely swinging their legs while eating chicken legs...

In Misaka Mikoto's mind, a million alpacas were galloping by.

Just then, the ground shook violently, and the container beneath their feet swayed, causing Misaka Mikoto to stumble a few steps, her footing unsteady. Looking up, she saw that a battle was taking place ahead.

"Gudong!"

What a battlefield it was! A boy in a white shirt with black stripes and a boy in a black shirt with white stripes transformed into two afterimages, one black and one white, speeding through the air at supersonic speeds.

Each collision was accompanied by a sonic boom, and each contact with the ground created a crater several meters deep. The surging winds even from hundreds of meters away caused Misaka Mikoto's short skirt to flutter.

"Tch, as expected, they're safety shorts," Satella thought to herself, subtly criticizing Misaka Mikoto's childish taste.

"..." Misaka Mikoto was no longer in the mood to complain about this. She pointed at the two sides fighting, her voice trembling slightly: "Those two..."

“Oh, after all, it’s two passages, so it’s normal for it to have this level of destructive power,” Satella replied matter-of-factly.

"Hey, do you know what you're saying? Two Accelerators? Two Academy Cities' No. 1s?!"

Misaka Mikoto looked at Satella with a look of incomprehension. How could she say something so serious in such a nonchalant tone?

What Misaka Mikoto couldn't understand was not just that.

Since Accelerator is here, it means that he is indeed the central figure in the Absolute Power Project.

According to that report, it should be Accelerator versus Misaka Sisters right now.

But what's with this "one-way traffic versus one-way traffic" thing?

"Aaaaaah!" Misaka Mikoto screamed, clutching her head. She felt like her brain was about to break down.

"Misaka-san, please be quiet. You're disturbing our show," Satella reminded the unusually quiet Misaka.

"Watching a show?!"

"My loud and boisterous older sister is just like a little kid," Misaka sighed at her immature older sister, who didn't even know the basic common sense of not disturbing others.

"What's going on? Am I the one who lacks common sense? Am I the strange one?" Misaka Mikoto was almost out of her mind from all the teasing.

Seeing that Misaka Mikoto was almost completely worn out, Satella stopped teasing her. She cleared her throat and said, "Among those two Accelerators, the one wearing a black shirt with white stripes is the villain, and the one wearing a white shirt with black stripes... let's just say it's my summoned creature."

"A summoned beast?!?"

"Well, if you can't understand it that way, just think of him as a clone like the Misaka Sisters."

Satella picked up the mixed juice placed beside her, brought it to her crystal-clear cherry lips and took a small sip. The wonderful taste spread between her taste buds, and at the same time, her experience bar increased slightly. A happy smile appeared on Satella's lovely face.

Sitting on the edge of the container, she gently swayed her slender, lotus-root-like legs. A gentle breeze ruffled two strands of hair that cascaded down her sides, and her exquisite profile... looked breathtakingly beautiful.

"If Accelerator is defeated by his own clone, then the so-called 'Level 5 Project' will also come to an end, right?"

Scattering a strand of silver hair behind her ear, Satella smiled and radiated a breathtaking beauty.

After a slight moment of confusion, Misaka Mikoto asked in a serious tone, "So, who do you think will win?"

Satella: "Emmmm...one side will always win?"

Misaka Mikoto: "..."

Misaka Mikoto suddenly felt an urge to fire a Railgun at her face.

……

……

Boom!

The two drivers simultaneously slammed their feet into the ground, creating a terrifying cracking sound.

Some kind of energy hidden underground acted like a burning fuse, causing the rubble to tumble up and rapidly converge on the target.

boom!

Just like a volcanic eruption, when the two energies collide, a large amount of debris is sent flying into the sky, and the air tsunami generated by the shock wave sweeps across, blowing everything in the vicinity into the sky.

When the raging winds subsided, the rubble, train, and containers fell from mid-air.

"Hoo... Ha!"

Bathed in this apocalyptic scene, the black-clad First Order member gasped for breath, staring at the person before him with bloodshot eyes, a grin spreading across his face that seemed to tear his entire body apart.

"Great job! You're quite capable, aren't you? It was a good time to kill. Thanks for keeping me company for so long, but you're about to die! You scoundrel!"

Scorching, white and turbid, madness.

This is the voice of LEVEL 5, the most demonic being in Academy City!

—The attacks just now seemed to have canceled each other out, but the location of the explosion was clearly closer to the white-clad group's passageway.

This shows that the computational workload for the white-clad side is less than that for the black-clad side.

Since both sides possess vector manipulation capabilities, theoretically speaking, no known energy or physical attack can harm the other side in the slightest.

Based on this principle, it seems that no matter how long the two fight, they should be unable to determine a winner.

But that's not actually the case.

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Although Accelerator possesses the most powerful brain in the entire Academy City, he still has his limits.

When an attack exceeds its computational limit, even a known attack can theoretically break through its reflection network.

In other words, the two are like martial arts masters who have both mastered unparalleled skills, and now they are competing in terms of their internal strength (calculation capacity).

Without a doubt, Accelerator in black has an absolute advantage in terms of computational resources.

"In the end, it's just a fake."

Feeling confident of victory, Accelerator in black said with ease, "Which circus sent you to be a comedian? You have the face of a villain, but you're putting on a good guy act. It's making me laugh until my stomach hurts!"

"You're the one who's up to no good. Even if you want to play the clown, there's a limit, isn't there?" In front of the arrogant black-clad Accelerator, the white-clad Accelerator said with annoyance, "You dare to call yourself a villain? You're more like a lowly punk. Why don't I teach you what real villainous style is like?"

"what?"

The unexpected reply stunned the black-clad Accord, who then bent over and burst into wild laughter as if he were using up all the oxygen in his stomach:

"What right do you, a hypocrite and scoundrel, have to talk to me about an evil party? They kill whoever they want to stop, and destroy whatever they don't like. That's evil! They don't need redemption!! They don't need anyone's smiling forgiveness!! That's the style of an evil party, do you understand?!"

"Just by saying that, you prove that you're nothing more than a cheap scoundrel."

Standing on the ravaged, pitted ground, the white-clad Accident Master pressed his forehead and spoke in a somewhat complicated tone.

“Listen carefully, there are many ways to use tragedy. You can hide it in your heart, or talk about it, or use it as a guide in life. But you can’t point your gun at others just because you have a tragedy in your heart. If you think you have a great reason to hurt ordinary people, then your evil becomes quite cheap.”

"What an annoying statement from a benevolent person... To be honest, seeing you say those words with that face of yours makes me want to vomit." Accelerator in black curled his lips in disgust: "I'd better just kill you sooner rather than later."

As he spoke, Accelerator in black approached Accelerator in white.

The pace was very slow; even an ordinary person, let alone someone like Accelerator who could exceed the speed of sound, could easily escape.

But everyone understood that there was no point in running away under these circumstances, because what emanated from the black-clad boy named Accelerator was a murderous intent so intense it was almost viscous, that it stirred up the entire space.

No matter where they flee, they will be hunted down and killed.

This is the message conveyed by the murderous intent.

"Let me correct you, I'm not a saint." The white-clad Accelerator said with a hint of displeasure, "Like that hedgehog-headed guy, leading everyone to happiness, that's what a saint does. Killing those who block my way and saving those I should protect from the darkness, that's what I do."

"You think you can kill me?"

"I think there's no problem." The white-robed Accelerator shrugged. "Otherwise, why do you think I'd be dawdling with you for so long?"

—Only then did Accelerator realize that the Misaka Sisters, whom he was supposed to kill, and the silver-haired girl who had caused trouble, had already run to a container a few hundred meters away and were in a relatively safe position.

He knew that he was no match for the black-clad Accelerator in terms of computational power... Of course, the white-clad Accelerator, who was summoned from the future, was well aware of this.

Knowing that both were using [vector manipulation], and that conventional attacks would be ineffective, they still used ordinary offensive methods. The black-clad Accord was testing the opponent's limits.

So, the white-clad Flying Man must have his reasons.

"In the end, you still don't understand where the gap between us lies."

He laughed as he opened his arms wide.

"There is an insurmountable wall between you and me!"

Accelerator in black was almost furious, but he also noticed something—the situation around him.

The parking lot was left in a mess due to the conflict between the two. The windows of the high-rise building were shattered, the rails were pulled up, and the trains were all paralyzed on the ground...

However, one thing is missing.

tragedy.

Glass shards rained down, but no one was injured. The shockwave from the explosion swept through everything around, but it missed the Misaka Sisters and their companions on the container...

Even in such a fierce battle, that guy managed to protect these people from his own men through his own strength!

A strange sense of irritation began to fill his heart, and a certain surging emotion was about to erupt, but the black-clad Accelerator still forcefully suppressed this emotion and spewed out malice.

"You want to protect those people, right? Then I'll kill them all right in front of you!"

No longer walking slowly, Accelerator in black burst into full speed, rushing towards Satella and the others at supersonic speed.

"—!"

A white figure suddenly blocked his way.