Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

But at that height, it seems quite reasonable for him to suffer a broken bone, if not a total bruise, if he fell.

"What's the rush, Kamijou-senpai?"

His rapidly falling body was caught by a large hand, and Touma Kamijou landed perfectly on the ground.

But this time, Makoto Haramura didn't have the same smile on his face as before.

"This is a bit of a problem, Kamijou-senpai."

He suddenly realized that the situation was not so simple.

"How so? Can't we just continue like we were before?"

"Although I can't directly eliminate Bilibili's capabilities, this would indeed curb Bilibili's evolution."

Why did Misaka Mikoto evolve so quickly just now?

This is because it is very difficult for Touma Kamijou to even get close to Misaka Mikoto. In the long time just now, he only touched Misaka Mikoto once.

But just now, it was clearly different.

With the help of her junior, she was able to reach Misaka Mikoto in an instant.

If we just keep repeating this pattern until the junior's girlfriend blocks the source, wouldn't this problem be completely solved?

There are two reasons why we cannot do this.

Makoto Haramura kept his eyes fixed on Misaka Mikoto's movements.

"Firstly, I cannot use spatial teleportation with you, Kamijou-senpai, you should be aware of that."

"When I guided you to move earlier, it was purely an application of martial arts techniques."

"However, this martial art is called 'drawing the foot,' which is a technique that seems to eliminate one's own presence."

"But it's obvious that this kind of tactic of eliminating one's presence doesn't seem to be very effective against Misaka's electromagnetic radar."

As he spoke, Makoto Haramura flashed away again, dodging Misaka Mikoto's sudden attack.

No matter how fast you move, you will inevitably leave a trail of movement.

The fastest speed for movement in space is between two points.

This is absolutely beyond doubt.

Theoretically speaking, his best solution is to fly around with Touma Kamijou.

The problem is that while his ability can also be used on Touma Kamijou, there will undoubtedly be a distance discrepancy.

This is also why he initially decided to use martial arts techniques and draw his foot.

However, withdrawing one's foot is a technique used to eliminate one's presence in the eyes of the enemy, and this skill is only effective against humans.

It is clearly ineffective against electronic devices and the electromagnetic barrier naturally emitted by Misaka Mikoto.

“There’s something even more important.”

"Secondly, Misaka's evolution speed has accelerated, so even with such harassment tactics, the effect is limited."

"It was Makoto Haramura who said in a deep voice."

Misaka Mikoto's evolution speed is clearly inconsistent with the information that Xiaoqi gave him over the phone.

Even he would feel a sense of unease looking at Misaka Mikoto like this now.

It should be noted that the speed of that attack just now was comparable to the normal speed of Kanzaki Kaori after she released her Stigmata.

(Aleister, it was you all along who was behind this.)

He had already guessed that it wasn't necessarily the outcome Aleister wanted, that Kanzaki Kaori alone had pushed him to that point.

It was obvious that although Makoto Haramura seemed to have exhausted himself, he actually still had some room to maneuver.

And now, this rapidly evolving Misaka Mikoto is the next opponent that Aleister has left for Haramura Makoto.

The purpose was to force Haramura Makoto to use his full strength.

"Then what should we do?"

"I can't believe it," Kamijou Touma asked anxiously.

Without realizing it, Touma Kamijou had begun to get used to handing over the reins to Makoto Haramura.

"Let's suppress it together."

"I'll guide her to release more energy (computational power), and you can take advantage of this to exhaust her."

Teaming up with Touma Kamijou is a very difficult thing.

Makoto Haramura has come to realize this deeply. Instead of being a great asset, it has become a hindrance to him.

Besides...

Makoto Haramura's gaze sharpened.

You, Aleister, wanted to see my strength? Well, I'll show you properly.

A surge of immense magical power erupted from Makoto Haramura's body, the pale blue magic forming a circle behind him.

"Rule the Infinity, Zafkiel."

As he uttered the words to transform his soul into a physical form, the blue magical mist gradually turned golden, then solidified into the shape of a golden clock behind him.

Then, Makoto Haramura took a step forward, raised his head, and the black pupils in his eyes turned golden in that instant.

Crimson flames erupted directly from Makoto Haramura's body.

Flames carrying terrifyingly high temperatures burned continuously, their color incomparably red, just like molten lava gathering around Makoto Haramura, eventually condensing into an enormous fireball, like a miniature sun, hanging high in the sky.

The scorching flames surged outwards like ocean waves, one after another.

"So hot."

Even though Touma Kamijou had already run far away from Makoto Haramura before he started preparing, he still felt like he was about to be cooked.

He doesn't even dare to look directly at the center of that ball of fire.

He dared not raise his hand, which was hanging down, for fear that raising it would get in the way of his junior.

"Go."

Without any hesitation.

Haramura Makoto's raised hand fell down, and above his head, a fireball carrying terrifying heat suddenly erupted, like a huge meteorite, and slammed forward.

In less than a second, they collided with the incoming black lightning bolts.

"Boom——!"

A deafening roar immediately resounded throughout the sky.

The pitch-black, irregular beam of light and the blazing fireball collided directly, like a stellar explosion, stirring up a terrifying shockwave, unleashing horrific turbulence and explosive flames that expanded outwards in a ring shape.

In this earth-shattering collision, the clouds were directly blown away.

This is why the surrounding buildings had already collapsed thanks to Misaka Mikoto's efforts; otherwise, they would probably all have perished from the spread of this shockwave.

"I haven't used this trick in a long time."

Facing Misaka Mikoto's black lightning strike once again, Haramura Makoto chuckled softly, reversed his grip on the hilt of his sword, blade facing down, and released the hilt, letting the long sword in his hand hang down.

"—'The Fourth Hour: The Boundary Between Cold and Heat'!"

A rapier, its red and blue hues intertwined, appeared in Makoto Haramura's hand in an instant.

The shockwave that had been raging through this space came to an abrupt halt, replaced by a continuous spread of vaporized white mist.

"Shh-!"

With a light touch of his toes, Makoto Haramura vanished from the sight of both Misaka Mikoto and Touma Kamijou, causing the attack to miss its target.

The next instant, a flurry of snow fell from the dark clouds that had gathered in the sky.

"—'Frozen Plain'!"

Amidst the spreading white mist, Makoto Haramura's voice rang out.

The icy blue ice crystals spread out in an instant, without even blinking. Whether it was the ground, the ruins of buildings, or Misaka Mikoto standing in the center of the battlefield in her evolving state, everything was covered with a layer of ice crystals.

It looks exactly like a world of ice and snow.

"Click, click-click—!"

Then, the sound of the ice cracking echoed.

However, it wasn't the ice on the ground, but the layer of ice covering Misaka Mikoto's body.

Like a cracked sculpture, cracks appeared all over Misaka Mikoto's body before she finally exploded with a bang.

"Click, click-click-click, click-click-click—!"

The sound of ice breaking continued, and the ground continued to tremble.

Just then, Misaka Mikoto's hands, which had been hanging at her sides, were suddenly raised.

"Bang, bang bang, bang bang bang—!"

Tender buds broke through the ice.

Like the weeds in the Arctic, no matter how cold or harsh the environment, they can break through the ice and grow strong.

However, what breaks through the ice here is not fragile weeds.

Instead, it is the Black Lightning controlled by Misaka Mikoto.

However, Makoto Haramura didn't care about any of that. He lightly touched the ground with his toes and glided across the ice. In the midst of the swirling snow, Makoto Haramura's figure became blurred, and in an instant, he appeared behind Misaka Mikoto.

"Qiang——!"

With a crisp swirl of a sword, the gleaming rapier aimed straight for Misaka Mikoto's back.

Both in terms of speed and angle, this attack was impeccable. If someone were unfamiliar with it, they might think that Makoto Haramura and Misaka Mikoto had some deep-seated grudge.

but--!

"boom!"

Makoto Haramura was very fast, and Misaka Mikoto was clearly not slow either.

The substance floating behind her, resembling a row of railings, suddenly moved and blocked Haramura Makoto's rapier.

The two weapons clashed fiercely.

"Bah!"

Just then, a bizarre scene unfolded.

At the center of the horn atop Misaka Mikoto's head, the black sphere suddenly opened its eyes, revealing pupils that resembled those of a human.

The black lightning that was pulsating around Misaka Mikoto instantly seemed to have found its master, bursting out from under the suppression of the ice layer and converging towards the front of her pupil.

"Watch out, Haramura."

However, Makoto Haramura, instead of panicking in this situation, smiled.

"—'Mokhapadma'!"

Chapter 203 Brains Splattered Out

"—'Mokhapadma'!"

In an instant, the cold air burst out from the center of Makoto Haramura.

The swirling snowflakes froze in mid-air, Misaka Mikoto's movements paused, and all of time seemed to stop at that moment. The world seemed to lose its color, and the only one still able to move was Haramura Makoto.

That's how it should be, that's correct.

However, Makoto Haramura ignored the rapidly approaching figure. Instead, the rapier in his hand burst into a dazzling light, transforming into a streak of light that pierced right through Misaka Mikoto's forehead horn at a speed completely out of sight.

"Kamijo-senpai".

"Yes."

The figures of Makoto Haramura and Misaka Mikoto flashed past each other, and in their place was Touma Kamijou's large hand waving its arm, its face turning blue from the cold.

"Om-!"