Rebuild World

Troops of man-made weapons are proceeding behind the ruins of Kuzsuhara Street. It is the main force in large-scale site exploration. Tonal machines with a unified appearance in black are armed with huge machine guns, missile pods, large-calibre portable guns like battleship artillery, and force-field armor-style shields.

This site exploration will be a good publicity to encourage deployment to the defense forces by showcasing the performance of the new aircraft to the management of each city. Inabe's struggle to convince companies selling airframes, armaments, etc. so enthusiastically led to significant publicity costs that could be called excessive in terms of both the number of airframes and the quality of armaments.

That's all man-made weapons are walking around the ruins with their troops. Naturally it only strongly stimulates monsters of ruins for that matter. Numerous powerful large monsters strike in herds, starting with a large Weapon-bearing Weapon Dog. But the troops kick them easily. In a short time, the ruins were filled with large monster corpses and wreckages.

"HQ. This is C5 Squad C501. Encounter large monster herds. I destroyed it."

"What's the damage?

"No damage to the troops. Ammunition levels remain operational."

"Copy that. Proceed with the operation."

"... I have a mild concern. The size of the monster and the frequency of encounters exceed initial expectations. Unexplored area in the back of the site. I know monsters are highly threatening, but I feel a little too much"

"Uninvestigated area also means a place where useful information is not gathered due to the significantly lower survival rate of hunters, etc. entering the said compartment. There's no way a monster can be that powerful. Carefully expand the area of control while ensuring exit.... uh, the fewer airframes destroyed, the better publicity it gives to customers, the happier (or better yet) requests to guide us from above. It's dangerous. If that's the case, you can step back early, okay?

The pilot of the fuselage also smiles gently and returns to the light joke instruction.

"Thank you for being such a sweet boss who even worries about the end. C501. Copy that."

After finishing communication, the pilot lightly checks the area with the enemy equipment on the fuselage. Countless monster wreckages and corpses are rolling evidence of their overwhelming advantage.

"You're winning. Is that okay?"

Troops of man-made weapons continue to march to widen the area of control. I encountered so many monsters that I wondered where they were hiding, but masterfully manipulated powerful armaments with high-performance airframes, and with their overwhelming firepower I squeezed them away. Troopers were also starting to wonder how many of those monsters were in boulders. However, easy stacking victories had lightened the problem.

As the troops advance further temporarily, they arrive at a place where countless decaying skyscrapers are connected like giant walls. In front of that wall was a giant monster waiting to defend its walls.

The exterior of the monster is a giant multi-turret multi-legged tank. It's huge enough for a troop plane to look up, and it also looks like a small moving fortress. At the bottom, however, there are giant reptile legs mixed with metal legs, which also appear to be simulated by some creature wearing or carrying a multi-legged tank.

When the giant monster sensed the troops of man-made weapons, he turned and targeted countless machine guns and countless turrets growing from the body of the vehicle, firing a fierce fire as if to crush the enemy from building to building.

The black aircraft also respond promptly. Prevent enemy fire with a shield, hide yourself in a shield such as an abandoned building in the vicinity, fly through space with a propulsion device of the fuselage, and surround the target in 3D. On top of that, we took advanced cooperation via communication devices between the fuselages and attacked them simultaneously.

Huge bullets and artillery shells, clearly neither for human nor interpersonal use, were released in large quantities by both monsters and airframes. Countless stray bullets collapse surrounding buildings.

Impact beyond the endurance of Forcefield Armor, the shield's strong force field armor, blows the handheld fuselage backwards. The fuselage that was using the abandoned building as a shield is likely to jeopardize the collapse of the building. An airborne fuselage collapses and falls.

The giant turret growing from the monster is crushed. The machine gun is blown away. A large hole opens up in the body of the armored replacement vehicle and fluid flows out. Both steel legs and creature legs fly in a thousand cuts.

The rain of debris falling from the collapsing building blocks bullets and shells. Bullets jump and heavily re-orbited. Bullets fly in a direction that is unattainable. A shell landed on the rubble explodes, causing the blast to splash around. They further sharpen the endurance of the Force Field Armor of the fuselage. It also inflicts further injuries on the monster. The situation was five minutes.

Reinforcements on the city side arrive there. He coordinated intelligence with the aircraft of the troops in combat, aimed them at each other, and simultaneously shelled a dozen aircraft from the rooftops of long-distance abandoned buildings, etc. Even (just) the power to accurately concentrate excessive firepower from a safe distance was awesome, blowing up a giant monster in an instant.

The captain of the advance squad exhales in relief when he blows into the wood dust and sees his enemies who have made a huge pile of wreckage and flesh pieces of the same mass as his giant.

"This is C501. Thank you for your support."

"This is C801. Above all in time. So, why couldn't you wait for the next arrival?

"It was too late when I realized the enemy existed. Probably had a camo. It's an excuse, but I didn't have a camouflage in the monster I ran into by the time I got here. If the enemy accuracy is increased to a level that can accommodate camouflage while maintaining the range of the enemy, this position will be more easily exposed by outgoing echo positioning. So I thought it was unnecessary and I was lowering the priority of handling camo."

"I see. Do you think the monster I ran into was a decoy for that?

"... no, I don't think so, but I don't know exactly"

The captain of the advance unit verifies the damage from the crew and puts a bullet in his face. Three planes have been damaged and there are many small, combatable airframes. Considering that it is a unit of a new aircraft, it is quite a lot of damage.

"Notify each member. Take this as the march limit point for the moment, and henceforth prioritize the retention of the inner control zone. Switch the formation to defensive, and switch the opponent settings to camouflage support. If the Force Field Armor Endurance is cut by 70%, return once with the defeated airframe. Local chain of command through rendezvous with C8 Squad..."

As the captain continued his instructions, he caught a huge reaction around the giant monster that the enemy equipment had just destroyed. Immediately alerting you, one of the abandoned buildings in a row, like a barrier, was beginning to collapse in the aftermath of an earlier attack. Then it collapses completely, and the view on the other side becomes dew (oh) from the gap made there. As soon as I saw the view, the captain's face stained with surprise. And at the same time as returning to me, I rush into contact with headquarters.

"Ho, HQ. This is C5 Squad. Meet giant monsters that can be a threat. Successfully destroyed with the support of C8 Squad. Return the damaged airframe once."

"Got it.... Things are weird, is something wrong?

"Beyond the building that collapsed in the aftermath of the battle, we discovered a city that seems to remain almost fully maintained. Send video. Check it out. Ask for instructions on that."

The noise coming from the other side of the communication signifies the value of what we discover. As the captain waits for instructions remembering the mild tension, the enemy device reacts again. In a hurry to ascertain the cause of the reaction with the camera of the fuselage, a woman in a dress not resembling the ruins stood in the gap between the walls made of the collapse of the building.

The woman has a cold look on her face that also looks grumpy somewhere. And the moment the captain thought he had eyes on the woman over the camera and thought she was talking about something, communication with HQ was completely interrupted.

On the rubble of the building where the swordfish collapsed, it stands on the boundary of its own management area. Originally, Tsubaki cannot leave an entity outside its own area of control due to the rules that bind him. And the current body is a terminalized old world-made automatic doll, an entity.

The sword squawks at the city's troops as they look at countless black airplanes.

"... are you here? Now I didn't keep it for 50 years. Fair enough. Now the conditions have been met. I can walk again for a while. Please pick it up again."

Tsubaki walks out of the border. Countless groups of transparent machines ran through the side of it.

The captain was surprised and puzzled by the interruption of communications with headquarters. But it was also until an enemy device that switched settings to camouflage response captured a large number of additional reactions and informed them of the danger. In visible light, invisible objects emerge one after the other from the gaps in the huge walls.

"Defeat him!

On the orders of the captain, who immediately spotted it from experience as an enemy, a unit of black aircraft starts firing simultaneously. At the same time, the mechanical monsters who were in charge of guarding the area under control of Tsubaki began firing simultaneously.

Fire flames (muzzle flashes) that suddenly splash from a seemingly empty space and the impact conversion light of Force Field Armor by landing bullets disrupt the optical camouflage of mechanical monsters to bring up the appearance. It's a multi-legged tank with multiple main guns and machine guns. And some of them had not put their legs on the ground and folded, indicating that they could fly. Mechanical monsters spread quickly on the ground, on the sides of the walls, and into the air, responding to countless gunshots at the city's man-made weapons. The black fuselages also form formations to work together against what initially seemed excessive firepower.

The area was once again dominated by rough fire and barrage.

Inabe has a joyous look at the command of the temporary base. The sight sent by troops in the back of the ruins, the view of the Tsubaki management area, is a sufficient achievement to evaluate this large-scale site exploration plan as highly successful.

The place in question becomes its own area of responsibility, from which the enormous profits generated develop the city, promising its status and future. Inabe was experiencing an unprecedented exuberance that she had won the bet.

An event occurs that waters the exaltation. The sight that appeared on the large monitor suddenly disappeared.

"What happened!? Reconnect now!

Officials rush to work on Inabe's scolding. But communication with the troops will not be restored.

"No. I can't connect. No, this..."

The facial expressions of the officials who confirmed the situation changed into harsh (dull) and dangerous ones.

"Communication with all units in the back, all hunters, has been completely interrupted!

"What!?

The inadvertently screamed Inabe's voice echoed into the command room. Even when the voice disappeared, the noise of the staff who continued to respond in a panic over the remaining situation never disappeared from the command room.

Akira continues to collect artifacts in an abandoned building in the back of the site. Abandoned buildings are located where the city's man-made weapons units have ended their repression, and if the hunters have never been close before simply because of the monsters, numerous artifacts can be expected. But Akira's expression showed that that expectation had been betrayed.

'You really don't have it in anything. Even though this is quite the back of the ruins. Isn't that usually a little of what's left?

Where there are few (mostly) artifacts and powerful monsters wandering around and not busy for hunters. Tsubaki had intentionally developed the perimeter of his own management area in a trial and error with a few valid permissions in an uncontrolled location.

Alpha knew that too, but avoids going into more detail.

"So the hunters are hardly close, so I guess they're trying to forcefully misinterpret the monsters in a massive ruin search and explore places where the relics seem to remain."

'Is that what you mean? But you don't want to go near that unit of man-made weapons, either, because you're going to get caught up in the fight. Well, I think it's easier to find the artifact.'

It is more likely that there are large quantities of expensive artifacts left in places where people have not been in for a long time. For this reason, hunters seeking results were aware of the danger and were looking for artifacts in the vicinity of a unit of man-made weapons, where control had just come to an end.

Akira was pretty much behind that, a lot further away. This is the result of considering both motivation and safety. Originally, Elena and the others took part in the site exploration with the idea of joining them. I'm not willing to take my hands off it, but I was totally unwilling to risk wasting it.

"But it doesn't taste good to be fruitless."

'There's nothing to worry about. It's a good contract to move freely. Though the troops of man-made weapons are contracting us for the outside thinning, the back is still a dangerous enough place. Let's go with safety first.'

'Right. Do you think so?... Alpha?

Akira looks at Alpha with a glance with her reply. Alpha, who was on the side, disappeared. I wonder if I've changed the display position and look around. But Alpha looked nowhere.

At the next moment Akira experiences a strange sensation with a light glare (dizziness). At the same time, my vision only distorted (boiled) for a moment, and I immediately reverted back to normal. There was some discomfort there that seemed to have re-displayed the world.

'Alpha. If you're joking, stop it! At least say something in advance!

No reply. He disappears as if he was calling into the void even if he complained strongly in his reading. The silence was fundamentally different from when Alpha had previously taken his seat off in the Serantalville. At that time, it was a feeling to the extent that the other person ignored it even when calling. But what I feel now is silence, even a slight echo, that disappears without anyone.

Akira was now completely disconnected from Alpha.

Akira's expression floats with fright. But I get a very harsh look to smear it.

(Calm down. Don't panic. Behind the ruins, the connection with Alpha may be broken. That's what they would have said. Not in battle. They're not blocking the escape, like they did in the Selantarville. It's not even in the belly of a monster. Travel slowly and carefully to where the connection with the alpha is restored. No problem)

Once he took a big deep breath and calmed down, Akira stopped collecting artifacts and began to go back the way she came. And in this state, I decided to return because I thought it was not a request.

Let's make an excuse for being out of gear. With that in mind, I try to manipulate the lending terminal to get in touch with the exploration headquarters. But there's no response. I was surprised and looked closely at the display field and it was displayed as out of range. Take your information terminal with your face in the eye. That one draws a slightly higher line based on the experience of Mihazono Street ruins. That's why you'd want to connect. That's what I thought. You were out of range.

Makes the expression even more rugged when Akira remembers what happened in Serantalville.

(Did you get the same situation then!? No, it's worse if you can't even connect with Alpha because of it! We need to get out of here!

Akira rushes out in a hurry. Then I saw another hunter at the end of the aisle.

"I can't communicate with HQ! Do you want to connect?

Move to the side of the aisle so the hunter man gives way to Akira. And after operating the lending terminal, he shook his head sideways with his face to Akira.

Akira makes her escape from the building a top priority by confirming once again that she is not the only one suffering from communication problems. As long as you escape, your connection with Alpha will be restored. If we make it through here, we don't care about the rest. Think of it that way and increase the output of reinforced clothing and defensive coats. Sometimes I had enough spare energy packs for my car, and I didn't hesitate (because of it) even if this was a wasted consumption.

Akira passes beside the man. Then he tries to run downstairs so he can jump into the stairs ahead. At that moment, he reacted to the feeling that the spirit, which was becoming hypersensitive due to tension, was transmitted from the information-gathering device, giving Akira a warning as a bad feeling. The moment Akira reflexively took the defensive stance, the bomb that had been installed on the dance floor detonated and blew every Akira around her.

The bomb had been installed and detonated prioritizing the blockade of exit over the target's killing. Thanks to the fact that Akira had also raised the output of her fortified clothes and defensive coat, she did not have to suffer any major injuries (injuries) after being pushed back to the original floor by a blast. But it consumed a lot of energy pack residue.

A blown Akira lands in stunning (just right) confusion. Still not out of shape is the fruit of the training and practice that has been piled up. The unpleasant feeling again forces me to interrupt my head trying to start grasping the status quo without knowing why. Akira follows her own inquiry and even spares while she turns around her arm holding the SSB compound gun, turning forcefully behind her back, pulling the trigger and shooting indiscriminately. At the same time, he flies quickly to the side and jumps into a nearby room and tries to leave the scene.

In that moment a barrage for two flew across the aisle. Countless bullets landed on walls and floors, choosing hard materials, drilling holes, and filling the area where the two were with traces of destruction.

Though both were slightly bombed, it was only far from fatal damage. Another shooter, some proud voice of a man Akira rubbed off earlier.

"I knew you'd die now! Right! If you're going to screw this up, I could have killed you then!

Akira was in the room where she escaped, taking recovery pills and watching. And I think of the person in question as someone who killed each other in the past because of their words and deeds, but those who wanted it didn't come to mind. I also thought it might be the survival of the Ezont family, but I didn't think I would choose this massive site exploration as an opportunity for revenge. Because there are more suitable opportunities than when researching gear to explore the site (for).

"Am I mistaken for someone!

"There is! You must be Akira, right? I checked his name after that! Well, it's half a coincidence to kill you! Sure, there's my personal grievances, but in front of Daiichi, it's a small reason for Kasumi! It doesn't make a difference to kill him!

Akira looked even more surprised. But soon I reconsider it's extra and change my mind. Those who survived the earlier shooting are coming to kill with a clear intent to kill. You have to deal with that opponent without Alpha's support. Focus your consciousness on that reality.

(You wouldn't have to attack me at a time like this for anything! Damn!)

Akira holds an SSB compound gun in both hands, spitting stupidity inside her. He then breathed heavily, compressed his sensory time, accelerated his consciousness, and jumped out of the room.

At the initial speed generated by the physical ability of the reinforced garment that raised the output, it reaches the other side of the hallway in an instant. Kick that wall with one foot to offset inertia with a reverse impact. At the same time, he quickly mounted a double-handed SSB compound gun and fired without aiming it in the direction of the enemy. Bullets fired out in large quantities, taking advantage of the number of remnants of the Expansion Bullet Storage, fully compensated for the sweetness of the aiming in that number, exposing countless bullets to the enemy.

But those bullets never injured the enemy. The opponent had one hand's palm (palm) in front of him, guarding the bullet with the shield of the Force Field Armor, which had deployed in the air a short while before. When the shock conversion light went out, a mockery was added to the look on the face of a man with a pleasant grin indicating his advantage.

A man shakes his neck lightly to the side as he looks at Akira, who is stunned.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Back then, he was a poor body to suit the chimps of Slam Street, but now he's a high-performance body for this massive ruin expedition."

Akira's inquiry guides the answer, and common sense denies it.

"No way..., no, no..."

"You weren't named then, were you? It's Zalmo! Now let me win!

Zalmo shrinks the shield of Force Field Armor and shoots Akira. Akira flew off the scene reflexively and fled into the earlier room.

Zalmo stops firing once, deforms the gun, and then resumes firing. Then the bullet that was shot out penetrated the wall and started attacking Akira.

Akira rushed to the opposite exit of the room with all her might from an obstacle and an accomplished room where the surrounding walls prevented only her bullets. It moves faster than the equipment that is destroyed and splashed by the shooting, but much slower than the bullet that can continue to be fired, and moves to chase the bullet passing beside itself. He escaped from the dead in madness as he scratched the lines of ballistic ballistics left by bullets traveling through the universe, traces created by bullets passing through the eastern atmosphere at high speeds containing colorless fog.

Even though the bullet penetrates the wall, so much power and ballistics go crazy for it. Thanks to the fact that he had been shot several times, he did not break through the force field armor Force Field Armor of the defensive coat, and the impact of the bullet caused Akira's expression to be greatly distorted (boiled).

(That guy, the robber who attacked Cheryl's shop before! Why are you alive? You must have blown your head off!? Actually, your brain was in your torso and you were just pretending to be dead!? No, that shouldn't be...)

The thought Akira kept running down the hallway is interrupted by shooting from behind. Reflectively look back and change the SSB compound gun settings on both hands to fight back. The indiscriminate firing carried out at a continuous rate that consumed excessively much of the gun's energy pack and remnants became a barrage that would fill the passage.

Zalmo also hid herself in a nearby room after deciding that it was the boulder that would take it all. However, the dominant expression did not shake the shards.

"Looks like you've improved your gear performance even more than then! But we'll see! There's no shadow to see out of motion then! Damn it! You don't have reinforcement aid right now! How far can you survive on your own! You scratched your feet!

Akira screams back as stunned.

"Is this your fault!? What the hell did you do?

"You don't need to know! Pay your ass on track with the power of support and die here!

Zalmo starts packing the distance a little hard. Attack the opponent with a slight twitch, weakness of mind, and tip the battlefield to its advantage without alarm.

Akira retreats as she shoots. But there is a rush, and the concentration is disturbed. The disturbance of movement caused by it allows the opponent to prevail. It forces me to make a somewhat impotent (munchkin) move to push back. A large number of bullets restrict the opponent's movement, and the bullet deals with it by increasing the output of the field armor Force Field Armor on the defensive court. So I managed to keep going, but the rapidly decreasing amount of ammunition and energy pack left over distorted Akira's expression.

We know Akira is also gradually becoming disadvantaged. But I don't see the means to overturn it. That was what kept Akira in a vicious circle, slowing her movements and increasing the consumption of ammunition and energy packs.

Another staircase appears in Akira's vision as she continues to flee. I try to jump in there unexpectedly, thinking that if I get down and get out of the building, I'll recover my connection with Alpha as well. But my leg stopped just before that. An earlier explosion overtook my head.

We cannot afford to look lengthy with intelligence-gathering equipment to see if a bomb is installed. In the worst case scenario, you lose your escape altogether, sandwiched by a bomb and Zalmo. There is also the means of raising the output of fortified clothing and defensive coats to the limit and pushing them forcefully, ready or not, whether the bomb is installed. But Akira couldn't make that decision now that she was being pushed by the cowardice that she couldn't get Alpha support.

A slight stray takes time from Akira, ruining the distance she earns by desperately fleeing and allowing Zalmo to approach her. In order to escape the shooting from the corner of the corridor, Akira had no choice but to fly away in another direction and threw out the exit path at the corner (because of it).

Akira kept running away even more. That very harsh expression had already been largely eroded. As excessive tension runs trembling on his body, there is a slight view outside in Akira's sight. The outer walls of the building were slightly broken.

Akira then gradually made one decision. Pull out the knife you were carrying, activate the function, shine your body, and swing it down to the wall vigorously. The high output fluctuations wrapped around Akira's hopes, and managed to tear apart the strong outer walls made in the old world.

Akira further chopped up the wall in a mess, releasing a kick all over it. The walls smash and the big hole opens. Shortly afterwards, the Zalmo that followed him enters Akira's sight. Akira ate and tied her teeth, chewed and crushed her hesitation, and jumped out of the building.

Akira falls near the side of the skyscraper. It's still a long way to the ground because I jumped out of quite a few upper floors. Still, there is little time to reach the ground. I scream desperately without putting it in my mouth, prolonging that meagre amount of time indefinitely with the manipulation of physical time.

"Alpha!"

I didn't hear back. If it's the same as the Serantaru building, if you go out of the building forcefully, you might recover communication with Alpha. That first bet ended with Akira's loss.

And Akira also lost the second bet. Whatever it is, you won't be following it until you jump outside the building. Like ridiculing the prediction, Zalmo jumped down and followed Akira without hesitation.

I lost the bet. He dies even if he clashes to the ground like this. He dies even if he is shot by Zalmo during the fall. Alpha support will not be restored. As the reason for her death piles up in the slow passage of time, Akira laughs masochistically and mocks (bruises) the reasons, choices, and luck that drove her so far.

"Do it yourself for a little while! All right, man! I wish I could!

A rebellious and inverted spirit from the bottom concentrates Akira everywhere. Unconsciously carry out the sensory time manipulation in a runaway mood to slow down the speed of the world everywhere. In that state, the voices that were forced to speak while still present became strange and echoed into the world. Akira was determined and ready.

If they don't fight, they'll just kill you. Then fight back and kill back. Whether they're people, monsters, past or unlucky, nothing changes at all. You die. Die knowing the factors that kill me. Akira, ready to gradually, completely abandoned her choice to keep running until her connection to Alpha was restored.

Keep slashing the knife on your right hand as it slips through the side of the building. Twist (or twist) the pattern as it is and bend (or twist) the direction of travel of the blade. Together, it forces (do) bend its own direction of movement to avoid the Zalmo shooting. At the same time, he shoots the SSB compound gun on his left hand indiscriminately to restrain (convulse) Zalmo, while pushing both legs to the side of the building with a recoil of fire.

The blade continues to slash the building, and the force field armored Forcefield Armor-style scaffold securing feature behind the feet of the reinforced garment continues to crush the building's exterior wall. And moments slowed down enough by that friction, Akira kicks the vertical wall so that it runs through the ground, stuffing it all in between with Zalmo at once.

That vision begins to change at the same time that Akira decides to be ready. The more you concentrate, the greater the degree of change. The circumference of Zalmo is clear, and the rest of it vaguely changes, not just in vision. It is evidence of successful switching between reality resolutions to bring conscious reality closer to actual reality.

With the support of Alpha, we can grasp perceptible reality in extreme detail. But Akira can't do it on her own. I could lose my brain to the extra load if I just tried. Akira dealt with this by limiting the processing target and reducing the load.

Round out the information to be processed of your own free will and partially improve the accuracy of conscious reality. Due to the delay caused by the processing time of the brain that generates conscious reality, when it is supposed to be seen, when it perceives it, it creates a situation that is too late, after seeing it, a respite that can be dealt with after perception. thereby obtaining the speed of reaction up to the anomaly.

At the same time, cut off the treatment to pain, etc., whenever possible. I can't hear the screams of my grinding and crushing body, and I spoil and accept defects that I don't realize the warning I'm in front of death.

By doing so, Akira bottomed up her own fighting power with a time limit. He doesn't know the rest of the time. All I can tell is that it's very short.

And this is the first time Akira has succeeded in this. I tried many times during the training but everything was failing. There are two reasons for failure. That Alpha was putting in restrictions to keep Akira from brain dying. And even in the worst case, Akira's unconscious sweetness that if you rely on Alpha, you'll figure it out.

Akira removed both of those shackles, and for the first time in a long time stood on her own feet in the dead place. Before I met Alpha, I lived on my own in Slam Street.

Zalmo, who was after Akira as she fell, suddenly re-targets and shoots, surprised by Akira, who turned to her. Akira jumps back and forth quickly to the side, and kicks the side of the building again to further pack the distance from Zalmo. An attack was carried out on the side of the building like only Akira and Zalmo bent the direction of gravity at right angles.

Zalmo marvels.

(Suddenly the movement changed! And what is this speed of reaction? Is that an accelerator!? Was running around buying time for that effect!? I thought you were after me, but you asked me out! But the outage isn't back in itself! I'll kill you before you benefit from the system again!

Akira gets stunned.

(Mutual is the limit even in this state! But it's not like we're gonna be in this state again! I'll kill you like this! You die!

Akira waves the knife with all her might the moment she enters between the knives. The brilliance of the body shows both enhanced sharpness with force field armor, Force Field Armor, and the strength of the paired (anti-) force field armor, Force Field Armor function. Zalmo guesses it and deploys the shield of the force field armor, Forcefield Armor, while simultaneously raising the output to its limit.

The moment his torso came into contact with the shield, intense shock-converted light splashed around him. Both Zalmo's rugged expression, which strongly demonstrates his astonishment, and Akira's face, which mocks (bruises) his enemies, are swallowed by the light. And while you can't even see your opponent in the excess intensity of the light, you point a gun at each other probably in the direction where your opponent is, and shoot at the same time. Akira and Zalmo were blown like bullets (incl.) by the recoil of the shooting and the impact of the bullet, colliding with each other.