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"Yes, you can be proud, you can actually push me to this point." Yi Fangtong felt the pain in his body, and flames were about to ejaculate from his eyes, "But that's it, it's the last time you give in."

His injuries were actually quite serious.

At that time, most of the computing power was placed on controlling the air vortex, and his own defense was already low.

Even in less than a tenth of a second it turns into defense.

Still unable to fully protect the aftermath of the impact, it became like this.

but--

He still had room for anything, and Mikoto Misaka, who was sweating profusely and seemed to be a little unsteady even when he stood, was obviously about to reach her limit.

The winner has been decided.

"I, I will not admit defeat." Misaka Mikoto held the spear and her purpose became firm, "I won't even die."

Of course she didn't want to die, but if she lost, the experiment would continue and the sisters would be killed.

As a result, there was no choice from the beginning.

"Silly! Too stupid, can't you see my power?" One side of the road stepped forward fiercely, and the entire earth was slit and cracked, and cracks spread to Misaka Mikoto. "I really don't understand you, and you ran over and challenged them again and again, so I want invincible power!"

Mikoto Misaka shook a few times in the shaking earth, but grabbed the spear and stood firm.

The blue bottle is working.

The physical strength is also constantly resuming. Originally, at this time, we should not anger the other party and let ourselves recover quickly.

But Misaka Mikoto was stinged.

"You are the ones you can't figure it out!" Misaka Mikoto shouted fiercely, staring at the pass, "I don't care whether you are the strongest or not or not. I just want to protect the remaining more than 10,000 sisters. Why should they be killed by bastards like you!"

Screamed out.

Although this distance was not heard, Mikoto Misaka called it to herself.

One side pass seemed to be stunned for a moment.

"Just for those dolls, what to do..."

"They are not puppets!" Mikoto Misaka rudely interrupted the passage and panted, "They have their own emotions, can laugh, can help lost cats, can act coquettishly and ask me to buy ice cream. Such living people and self-centered people, why do you say they are puppets!"

It seemed that it was stimulated by that amazing anger that one side even took a small step involuntarily.

Not a doll?

In his mind, he recalled the massacres of the past.

He also thought about whether those people would have their own thoughts, but the result was nothing but expressionless and accepted their deaths according to the established procedures. He had never felt fear or fear until the last moment of death, nor had he violated the established procedures.

It's even more like a robot than a robot.

Such a person is actually a living person, what a joke!

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. It's obviously the gene you provide. I understand. Are you playing a childish game with dolls? I'm just a little biting, disgusting! It's really disgusting!" Yifang Tong seemed to be really disgusted, and even had goose bumps on his skin. He raised his legs and rushed out towards Mikoto Misaka. The veins on his thin arm burst out, looking extremely manic.

Bang—

Misaka Mikoto barely avoided, but was still knocked away by the splashed stones.

Falling heavily on the ground.

"Since you treat those dolls as sisters, then you can die like them!" Yi Fang Tongling looked a little mentally insane.

The bloody scenes in his mind that seemed to have become accustomed to them seemed to have begun to become disgusting.

It's obviously just some dolls.

Some dolls who can even accept being killed, but can't even escape, but will only accept death according to established procedures.

"Go to die! Go to die!"

One side of the road waving his arms randomly and rushed towards Mikoto Misaka again.

There was a scream in surprise in the stands.

They didn't expect that the battle was not over yet, and Mikoto Misaka seemed to be in danger all of a sudden.

And at this moment, a situation that no one expected suddenly happened.

"Look, what is that."

A sharp-eyed man suddenly stood up and pointed at a place on the battlefield.

From the edge of the battlefield, a small figure was running over.

From a distance, it looks like just an ordinary little girl.

No, this is a little girl.

The aerial camera in the sky widened the camera and everyone saw it clearly. The little girl came to Mikoto Misaka and opened her hands.

"That's the end, Misaka Misaka said loudly with a serious look."

"What?"

One side stopped and opened his eyes widened and looked at the little girl in front of him.

Some long-standing, very bad memory seems to emerge.

Few people know about it.

Yi Fangtong has a cruel personality and seems to have taken action against everyone, but because of an out-of-control event in his childhood, he only felt a subtle and tricky feeling for children aged eight or nine.

And this...

"And dolls of this size?"

"Misaka Misaka is the final work of No. 20001." The little girl bulged her cheeks slightly and turned her head to look at Misaka Mikoto, "Because I heard that my sister was fighting for the Misaka, after all Misaka agreed, she decided to send Misaka Misaka to help her sister with her help. Misaka Misaka explained, while hinting that her sister could praise her."

Her face was really filled with an expectant smile of waiting and praise.

I was stunned when I looked at the pass.

He had had countless dealings with these guys, and he always acted like a robot doll, never knowing that he could have such a rich expression.

I thought of what Mikoto Misaka said just now.

His face became increasingly ugly.

"Be careful!"

Mikoto Misaka held the final work with her hands, looked at the pass with caution, jumped backwards and opened the distance.

"Please let me go, my sister." The final work struggled with all my limbs. "Although I'm happy to be hugged by my sister, my sister's arms are so uncomfortable. Misaka Misaka couldn't help complaining."

Misaka Mikoto looked dark.

What does it mean to say that it is bad?

But now it is not the time to care about such things, she lowered her voice.

"Anyway, you were the woman who came to help me. Although I know that it would be a bit too much to say this, I need your strength."

"I'm sorry, there is no way to let my sister connect to Misaka Network." The last work raised her finger and shook her. "Because my sister has no number, Misaka Network is a closed network. Even if the brain waves are the same, but without numbering, they will be excluded. If you want my sister to join, you need to go through special treatment. Misaka Misaka explained seriously."