Chapter 142: Storm Hand

"Beloved Teka?" Teka forgot everything for a moment, even the pain in her body, and repeated the word.

This word was not for Blake. Blake would not force her and the others, he would avoid behaviors that would force them. Especially in his relationship with her, he always took a step back and paid attention to her personal feelings, no matter how much he was interested in her, and did not force her to be himself, but was as attentive to her personal feelings as possible.

He would give her borderline kindness, and that's how he'd managed to find a place in her heart.

But now, surprisingly, he was marking her as his. If it had happened earlier, all her feelings for him might have faded. He had been very successful in capturing Teka's heart, even though Blake didn't try to do it.

Now he was suddenly marking her as his, using the kindly, caring warm tone he used to girls. This caused Teka to feel a sense of love she hadn't felt for a long time.

She also wondered why Blake's attitude towards her had changed, but she wasn't in a position to think about it. She was weakened by her excessive use of Quirk, and in Blake's safe arms, a wave of fatigue rushed through her mind.

Grasping Teka from behind, Blake did not answer her question. His approach was very abrupt and direct, but after what the pathetic creature had done, he decided to be completely open with Teka. While he wasn't going to shout that he loved her, he would personally tell her that he loved her and make his intentions clear.

Between the woman's thoughts, Blake grabbed Teka's legs and carried her into her princess carriage. As more meat touched, more parts of his body were turning to ash from the lava. Blake didn't care, he carried her in his arms with a faint smile, savoring the uniquely soft skin he hadn't felt for a long time.

He came near a relatively undamaged tree. While most things in the area were destroyed, smashed, and melted, some things in the city were still intact, and Blake leaned her against one of the solid trees. When the woman's back touched the tree, the bark of the tree darkened and the surface of the tree melted inward.

Blake touched her forehead with a gentle smile and transmitted the speed power.

As the speed power entered Teka's body, Teka felt her entire body fill with power again. Her fatigue disappeared without a trace, replaced by endless endurance. The pressure on her body eased slightly. Her inner wounds were healing every second.

It was not obvious from the outside, but her saggy breasts had regained their former glory. Her wrinkled skin was stretched, and the muscle aches had disappeared without a trace. She felt even younger than when she was on the drugs. She looked like she was 20-30 years old.

She had a small feeling that she no longer needed to take the drugs.

Strangest of all, she felt that she was fast. Speed ​​was not for her. Her speed was also high in proportion to her strength, but she was more prone to power than speed. But right now, she felt like she could run all over the world. In her legs, which had been weak a few seconds before, she carried unlimited strength.

However, before she had time to be surprised, the pressure and heat in her organs had faded slightly. She quickly controlled her Quirk.

The yellow tone in her body faded and he reverted to the old multiple bright colors. Her body temperature dropped dramatically. It was still untouchable, but at least the places it was leaning against would burn to ashes more slowly.

"I... I'm not your beloved... I'm married... I'm not yet... your..." Teka finally found some relief, and tiredness came over her mind. Her eyes darkened, the world rippling in her vision.

She admitted she had a place in her heart for Blake. She even thought she would hug him after she got out of here. But she couldn't just accept being him.

She just... can't. She was married, she couldn't accept being Blake's when she was married to another man.

Don't get her wrong, Teka was not the kind of woman to take two men into her life. She was going to be sure to solve this whole love triangle when this was over, but by then she was still Yoshino Todoroki's wife of 68 years.

And... and there was little hope that Yoshino would come for. She said she didn't need Prince Charming, and she didn't. But she thought she had a husband to come to her aid.

She hoped this.

Blake silently watched Teka's changing expression. The emotions on her normally ice-cold face, which never leaked any emotion, were constantly changing, switching from one emotion to the next, telling Blake what she was thinking.

"You have hope that he'll come, don't you?" Blake put his hands in his pockets and bent his waist. His hair swayed before his eyes. His figure aligned in front of the moon and star caused Teka's body to be shadowed. A pair of eyes with great intelligence shone with a mysterious light as they looked down upon Teka sitting on the ground.

Teka nodded as she watched ahead. If it had been before, it would have been easy for her to understand the meaning behind Blake's words. But right now her mind was battling fatigue, her body, which had been so stressed out during the battle, was screaming for rest.

She unconsciously shook her head.

One corner of Blake's lip curled up. He took a step forward and grabbed her chin. He lifted her head and made her look at him.

'But he won't. That pathetic coward chose to leave you alone rather than come here. He didn't intend to come near her even once from the beginning. I watched him, these eyes saw how he was trying to make excuses." Blake pointed two fingers at his eyes. His voice grew louder as he continued to speak.

At an unknown time, dark clouds once again gathered in the sky. But these were neither omens clouds nor rain clouds. They were gathered because of something completely different.

Crackle! Crackle!

Lightning flashed, and the dark clouds in the sky lit up with lightning. The news helicopters took a step back for their safety, but Teka and Blake were each targeted.

"That bastard kept talking about how weak he was. He was talking nonsense about how he couldn't come here, because he was too weak to do so, and needed someone else's help. But I saw it." Blake slapped his chest. This gesture caught Teka's attention even more and allowed her to focus on his words.

Crackle! Crackle!

Lightning sounds were getting louder. More lightning appeared in the dark clouds. With each flash of lightning, the sky and dark clouds were illuminated, and after the last lightning roar, the lightning in the dark clouds became visible.

"He had no intention of coming here. He was afraid. He was too afraid to stop his wife, to whom he had been married for more than half a century, from fighting to the death, too afraid to stand by her and face death with her.''

CRACKLE!

Lightning struck. First, a clear white light illuminated the city and the sky. With a deafening shout, thunder rumbled.

Teka watched Blake with her mouth slightly open. When lightning struck, the white light painted everything white except Blake. Even on television, everything but Blake had lost color. Lightning wasn't enough to destroy his color.

Teka watched in silence for a while as Blake finished speaking. Then she turned her head to the side. Her pupils were constantly moving to the right and left, and her eyelids were closing and opening.

"Heh…" She laughed lightly, smiling bitterly. She spoke in a wrenching tone as she watched the ground. She was too affected to even object to Blake's insulting her husband.

"I've been abandoned, huh…" She knew Blake wasn't going to lie to her. His words made her realize that he had been abandoned. She was waiting for this. She expected that her son and husband would leave her. The first had the heart of a hero. He couldn't just leave civilians, innocent people suffering, and others. He was sure that he would choose Japan, with herself and the rest of Japan.

Babump!

Teka bit her lips in sharp pain. The pain was emotional, not physical. Her heart felt like it had been stabbed. The pain was very clear, very painful. It was there, and no matter how much she wanted it to go, it wouldn't go.

"Yoshino…" She knew he wouldn't come either. Her husband was weak, his Quirk was useless in this situation, and he wouldn't come near her unless he got some help.

Babump!!

Teka's painful smile widened. Her heart beat with pain. The sharp pain was increasing, her heart was writhing with pain, and she felt it all over her body. Still, she smiled.

However, her smile was not beautiful at all. Her wry smile was filled with great sadness. A scorching pain was hidden deep in her eyes, and she was doing nothing to hide it.

Grains of lava pooled at the corners of her eyes. She knew they would leave. She was aware, but… being abandoned was very painful.

''Been abandoned? Am I not here?"

Taka lifted her head. She looked at the handsome young man who was staring at her. Blake had a slight smile. Behind his broad shoulders, the starry night sky, dark clouds covered with lightning, villains and the world could be seen. It was as if he was protecting her from the whole world just by standing there.

"I am here, I will continue to be here..."

Snap!

CRACKLE!! BAMM!!

Blake snapped his finger. Lightning flashed with the powerful snapping sound of his finger. The sky was screaming as if it was evident that they were witnessing his words. The sky was painted white, white like a white notebook in which Blake could write his words.

Crp! BAM!

Blake scraped his foot on the ground and dragged it to the side ninety degrees. He stepped back, tilting his body back. His hair was tossed, and his clothes were rippling. He pointed his finger at the sky and began to write his words in the sky.

"As much as you don't want to, I'm going to tell you that I love you. Even if you hate me, I will protect you. I'm not going to let your husband or these fucking villain get their hands on you. As long as I live, I will not let you cry again."

CRACKLE!! KABOOOOMMMMM!!!!

The sky witnessed Blake's words. The sky was screaming like when Blake died. This time, however, it wasn't shouting for its son's death, but to support his words. The dark clouds were filling with more and more lightning.

In the middle of it all, Blake looked beautiful. Yes, beautiful, not handsome. His white hair stood out even more in the brilliance of white lightning. His sharp body lines, which his clothes could not hide, became clear with the light.

Babump! Babump!

Teka's heart began to beat wildly. This time, however, it was beating not with pain, but with enthusiasm and excitement. A wave of shyness hit her. She could hear the hard and clear heartbeats in her ears, as when she fell in love for the first time.

Blake's lips curved upwards into a warm smile as he looked at her kindly. He held out his hand to rub her cheek.

Pat! Pat!

However, his hand stopped on the way to help. His gaze suddenly sharpened. His two bright eyes, the only thing visible in his shadowy face, began to burn with dreadful killing intent. His eyes moved to the side and he looked at the person who was clapping his hands.

crt! Crack! Crack!

His left hand, which was only visible to Teka, was clawed. His fingers were moving, crackling sounds came from his knuckles.

Teka's eyes widened, a piece of white circle swirling in her pupils. She could see a red snake at Blake's shoulder level. The embodiment of a killing intent that shuddered even her, the red snake parted its lips and hissed, exposing its forked tongue. Its erect pupils caught sight of its prey and awaited the command to dash.

"It was a beautiful show, Bel Ragazzo (Handsome boy)." Unlike the other villains, unscathed Averno walked step by step to Blake and Teka while clapping his hands. Unlike the others, Averno retained his original gentlemanly demeanor and image.

Averno's Quirk, Quirk Lock, had the function of suppressing one's Quirk. But that was all it had. Other than that it was useless. Of course, there was a certain reason why he wasn't caught by the heroes until today. If he had only trusted Quirk Lock, he wouldn't have been able to walk around until now.

The reason he wasn't caught was that he had superior skills in close combat. After using his Quirk, he became a kind of Quirkless, and he had trained himself to the limit to make up for this weakness. So much so that the heroes whose Quirks were suppressed were not his rivals and were ruthlessly slaughtered.

However, this was not enough for him to fight Teka. His melee abilities weren't enough to take down a monster like Teka. He would probably faint with one punch. His only mission was to seal Teka's Quirk.

That's why it wasn't damaged at all.

"It was quite a dramatic and impressive show. Snif* Snif* A handsome prince charming rescues the beautiful princess in distress. What could be better than this?" In the middle of his speech, Averno took a handkerchief from his breast pocket and blew his nose.

He wasn't lying. Blake's words and actions combined with his masculine figure were very impressive. It was especially impressive that his words were backed up by the chance storm.

Averno believed that the lightning bolts that had just happened had coincided with Blake's words by chance.

"However..." Averno slammed the napkin into his breast pocket. His sad expression suddenly turned serious.

"Unfortunately I have to split this up. I hate to be the villain to spoil this good-ending story, but she can't go." He narrowed his thin eyes, his knife-edge gaze carrying a killing intent that would make most people sick.

Seeing Averno's pathetic killing intent, Teka unconsciously chuckled. His shoulders trembled slightly. Did Averno think he was tough with that? The killing intent he emitted wasn't even 1% of what Blake had right now.

"So, Principe a cavallo bianco (Prince Charming), handing your princess over to us-"

SLAP! GRAP!!

Averno stepped closer to Blake. Ten blades of unknown origin were moving in circles on their fingers, one after the other. His blades lined up between his fingers as he approached Blake. He decided to give Blake one last chance.

But his words were cut off by Blake's grip on his head. A clawlike hand gripped Averno's head. His fingers dug into his skull, causing his face to look strange.

''HNGGG!! GUHHHHH!!!" Averno struggled to escape the grip. Blake's grip was so hard it hurt. He could feel Blake's fingers pressing against his skull and trying to break it.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

He waved both hands vigorously. He moved ten blades on his ten fingers and tried to cut off Blake's hand.

As he did so, he involuntarily blinked. Blinking was a reflexive act for every human being. Sometimes one would inadvertently blink for half a second, and it wouldn't be a big problem in battles, as nothing would change in that time.

Blink*

But when Averno did this, the ten blades in his fingers were gone.

"Eh?" How did that happen? He blinked for only half a second. Half a second was too short for anyone in this world to do anything. However, in that short time, his ten knives were taken from his hands, not even realizing that someone had touched or taken something from him.

"Hey, you…" In his thoughts, he heard a suppressed voice. The masculine voice made him tremble unconsciously. There was no emotion in his icy tone, and the killing intent of the words made him sweat uncontrollably.

Grg! Snap!

"Hngggg!!!" Averno continued to struggle frantically to break free from the grasping hands. A small crack was heard from the skull. He was scratching the hand that was grasping his head with his nails. The hand covered his nose and mouth, his eyes puffy and red from lack of breath.

"Open those fucking eyes and look carefully. Who are the princess and the prince charming?"

Averno continued to struggle. He ignored Blake's words. If Blake didn't let him go, he would die with nothing more to care about. He was going to die, whether it was from breathlessness or the tightening hand smashing his skull.

Unlike Teka, he knew that Blake could kill him. From the beginning, his movements were free from hesitation, and if the strength behind his gripping hand was increased a little, his skull might shatter.

Tsssss!!

A snake's forked tongue caressed his face. His movements stopped. He could feel a deadly snake entwining his body. Step by step, it was circling him more and more, wrapping its body around him, trying to strangle her to death.

Tss!!

The forked tongue of the snake continued to touch his face. His bloodshot eyes moved to the side, and he saw a red snake looking sideways at him. It was like it was saying something to him. He wasn't quite sure, but he had a slight feeling that there was something about him needing to listen to what he had to say. If he didn't, this snake would kill him before the man did.

That's why he stopped kicking. He grabbed Blake's hand with both hands and looked at Blake and Teka.

Part of Teka's body was leaning against a tree. Her body was bent forward, both hands hung forward and she was resting on the floor. Her legs were bent. Despite her stance, she did not lose any of her nobility.

Blake, who was holding his head, was even more terrifying. He was staring at him over his shoulder, his face dark for some reason, and only a pair of raven-black eyes could be seen, shining with boundless intelligence. His eyes, scorched with murderous intent, began to wash from his fingertips with a cold feeling. He almost lost control of his bladder.

This was nothing like a princess and a prince charming. It had its own charm and beauty. They were like two halves of an apple, the same. A white tiger guarding the injured tigress with its body and snarling at its enemies was better at identifying them.

'You seem to have finally noticed. Now that you realize it, you don't have to live any longer because you touched my girl." Blake gave strength to his hand. His words and the sudden surge of strength awakened Averno from his condition, and he began to falter.

CRACK!

However, when Blake gave strength to his hand and shattered his skull, there was nothing he could do. His trembling limbs lost their strength and fell to the sides.

Before the eyes of all of Japan, the sparks of life were extinguished.

Blake turned around as he continued to hold Averno's head. His lips parted and he spoke as he turned around.

"You may not want me in your life. You can get mad at me for being an invader. I do not care. I'll be in your life even if you don't want to. I won't let that bastard touch you or get close to you, and I'll help you solve your problems, even if you don't want to. But first of all...''

Black-red threads were coming out of Blake's body. His body was covered with a red membrane. A shapeless pressure settled on the shoulders of the villains. The sickening smell of blood prevented them from thinking straight. Terror, fear, and various bad feelings descended on their hearts like a mountain.

"I'm going to kill that bastard who hurt you." Blake waved his hand at random and threw Averno's dead body forward.

Averno's dead body shot forward like an arrow. It took a moment for Blake to appear before the men as he threw it. Before the villain had a chance to react, he landed between them with the power behind him.

BANG!!

AHHHH!!

Averno's body exploded like a bomb when it hit the ground. The villain was scattered around in the explosion. A few hit the stone wall and suffered varying degrees of injury. The lucky few managed to defend themselves using their Quirk.

As a senior villain was about to fall, he bent his body forward and stood up after somersaulting on the ground. He scrambled to his feet several meters with the acceleration he gained, and after making sure he was away from Blake, he shouted.

"Take a defensive position. A mighty enemy is coming."

The villain got up quickly. Even the injured did their best to get up from where they were. Blake was not like Teka. Unlike other heroes, Blake had killed a human without hesitation.

On top of that, the random throwing of the dead person's body created a bombshell effect, showing his strength. They had to prepare for the coming attack.

Blake stepped forward with an emotionless expression. The black-red threads coming out of his body were increasing moment by moment. The atmosphere took on a red hue. The smell of blood disappeared, but there was a palpable sense of terror in the air.

Teka watched all this from behind. Their eyelids were heavy as if they were carrying a mountain above them, but they continued to watch Blake's back due to willpower, emotions, and more.

She knew that Blake always had a wide back. When it came to his girlfriends, his broad back was more stable and reliable than even the strongest mountains, and she could feel it right now.

She smiled mockingly. Ironically, her husband had left her to die, as she tried to protect her feelings for him as best she could, clung to him no matter what, and was willing to forgive no matter how depressed and hurt she was.

On the contrary, her best friend, whom she tried to stay away from, kept a great distance between them, always denied his love for her, and turned her back on him, and going to her husband no matter what he did, was protecting her from the whole world.

It was so ironic... it was painful... It was also good... it was better to realize and decide things late than not do them at all.

"Do whatever you want." Those words escaped her lips before she fell unconscious. The corner of her lip curled upwards, forming a beautiful smile.

"!!!" Blake stopped his steps and looked over his shoulder at the fainting woman. Teka fainted with a beautiful expression. From her expression and posture, she looked more like she was beauty sleep than fainting. She passed out, not caring about more bad guys or death.

Because Blake was there for her.

'Yes, be like this. Sleep well and leave the rest to me." Blake smiled warmly. He turned his head forward, his smile was gone. He looked in front of him with an emotionless expression.

Pat!

He stepped forward. The villains were startled and took their stances. It was coming, the battle that meant their death and life would begin-

Bzzzttt!!

Things changed in an instant. Blake appeared behind the bad guys. Rubbing his wrist, he started walking towards, ignoring the villain behind him.

"W-What happened!? Why are the bad guys stopping?" The newscasters couldn't understand Blake's sudden relocation. His reckless gait was full of deficits, and he was always ready to attack from behind. However, contrary to what was thought, the villain was not attacking him, they were not even moving.

Fshhhh!!

''Kya!!!''

One of the villain's necks snapped off. When the female reporter encountered the bloody image, she screamed and closed her eyes.

Crack!

Pat!

GUM!!

BANGGG!!

Like a swinging spring, changes began to appear in one villain after another. Some had their necks broken, some were sent back, and some had a big punch mark on their chests.

70 villains were brutally killed in different ways in just one second.

"Get out of my way." And the person who did it continued to walk indifferently as if he had cleared a few tables in front of him. Step by step, he was walking away from them, not giving the villain a single glance. As Blake stepped away from the villain, the villain fell to the ground in different ways and their lives were taken by the Grim Reaper.

People watching him on television, screens, or from various places could not even rejoice at what he had done. All they felt was nausea and fear. If Blake had acted in the name of justice and killed them like the hero, maybe they would have rejoiced. There was even a chance that Blake's reputation would suddenly improve.

But the way he did it was callous. His careless demeanor, as if he had not killed seventy people, but had cut a few grasses, was making people nauseous.

Although they were nauseous, there was something they were all curious about. Despite Blake killing 70 people, he was still marching towards a target. What was he trying to do?

Blake stopped after a few steps. From the beginning, he had never once seen the villain as his rival. In his eyes, the 70 villains were no different than the sheep he could kill at any moment. His goal was different.

He was aiming for the man behind them.

"You must have had a lot of fun playing with Teka. It's okay if I have a little fun with you, too?" Blake turned his body to the side, speaking to the sky with a cold smile. His masculine voice spread throughout the empty city.

Crackle!

Lightning roared. Dozens of graceful white lightning bolts emerged from Blake's body and slapped the air. Oxygen burned, lightning whipping through the air swept into Blake's body and disappeared. At the center of the lightning, Blake clawed his hand.

Bzt! Bzt! Bzt!

His arm was gone up to the elbow. His arm turned into hundreds of lightning threads. Lightning threads fell to the ground like rain. As soon as they touched the ground, they began to spread out along the ground, going at high speed in different directions.

It took a few short seconds for the graceful white lightning to spread over a quarter of the city. Like thousands of snakes, they slid along paved roads, over buildings, and even over massive volcanic rock.

The city lit up as if it had been electrified. It was illuminated by elegant white light like a lantern in the middle of the night.

An unlimited amount of lightning continued to emerge from Blake's arm, the source, and center of lightning. The lightning bolts seemed to have no end, and lightning of the same strength and size was constantly coming out of his arm and falling to the ground.

Lightning engulfed the entire city and continued to advance without a specific direction. But Blake's target had a specific location.

Crackle!

The lightning bolts from Blake's arm suddenly became stronger. The lightning bolts that had surrounded the city, on the other hand, accelerated in an instant, and once again covered the distance they had covered all the way, they reached their destination.

There were big mountains on both sides of the city where the battle took place. These mountains housed mountaineering for adrenaline lovers, collecting flowers for some villages and people, and a few mines.

It was also located in these mountains, in villas with city views. The higher the villas were located, the more expensive and luxurious they became.

Of course, these buildings were all evacuated when the villain started the war, and their owners had used their connections to transport them to a safe environment.

However, there were a few people in a house in the middle of the mountain. They did not own the villa themselves, they had come here before Teka's battle started and watched the whole battle from here.

These people were a bunch of doctors in a suit, a creature whose body was composed of purple gas, and a man in a suit, who was connected to tools with the help of various cables, all his facial organs except his mouth was covered with a layer of skin, and a young man with gray hair and wrinkles that did not match his age.

Yes, the people in this villa were A.F.O, Kurogiri, Tomura, and others.

Throughout the battle with Teka, A.F.O sat here watching their battle and occasionally speaking to the sky. It was the influence of one of the doctors next to him, called Quirk, the "Speaker" Quirk would project the person's voice into the designated area as if projecting it through a gigantic loudspeaker.

Although A.F.O was as prepared as possible for Teka, he did not know the limits of her power. In the event Teka shattered all his plans and showed irrational power, he was nearby so that he could intervene in the battle.

It was A.F.O's habit to be prepared for any situation and plan after plan, and he had prepared many plans for Teka. One of his plans was himself, if he had killed 70 bad guys, he would have gone and finished it himself.

"What is he doing, sensei?" Tomura asked, watching Blake's movements on TV with the others, as he scratched his neck with both hands. He turned his head to the side and fixed his insane glare on A.F.O.

His condition was the same as in seasons 1-2-3. Due to Blake's interventions and the butterfly effect, there were not many events that would affect his development, so he could not regain his Symbol of Fear form and become an apocalyptic villain like in the anime.

He was still a spoiled villain.

A.F.O did not answer him. He was leaning on the sides of the couch, his hands clasped in front of his face as he watched the television screen. He had an abnormal smile on his face.

A stifling atmosphere filled the room. Nobody spoke. The doctors did not dare to act and waited for his words.

"He's coming for me-" Time slowed in the middle of A.F.O's words. Or rather, something came so fast that even if they could see it, they couldn't react.

In the middle of his speech, at such a speed that they could not react, a large number of lightning threads rushed into the house like thousands of snakes. The people inside the house were guarding their last move. They could see the lightning, but the lightning was too fast to block them even if they saw them.

Between his gaze, lightning flashed over A.F.O. They gathered in a spot in front of his face and turned into a hand.

The hand made of lightning was well proportioned. His clean skin looked so smooth and soft that most women would envy him. It also possessed several cases and a taut-soft skin that was carrying an unquestionable strength.

"Come here." Blake's voice was heard, a hand of lightning gripping A.F.O's neck. Lightning tensed, A.F.O was forcibly lifted from his seat and dragged by the hand.

BANGGG!!

The wall of the house collapsed with a loud noise. A cloud of dust covered the atmosphere. However, the villains could still see the glow of the lightning-covered city. A simple dust cloud was not enough to cover the majesty of the elegant white color.

"SENSEI!!!" Tomura's cry, who was finally able to react, echoed off the mountain. However, it was too late. A.F.O had already retreated to the city center.

Blake watched A.F.O come to him. He leaned over, and the image changed in an instant. Grabbing his neck by the lightning-covered hand, A.F.O was beside him, Blake waved his arm. The hand threw the A.F.O back.

Swipe!

Lightning flew through the air. After the lightning hand hurled A.F.O back, they moved through the air like a river and joined Blake's arm.

bang!

A loud noise was heard. The building was collapsing, the dust cloud from the collision getting bigger with each piece. The shockwave of the collision slammed into Blake's back. Her hair and clothes were thrown in front of her. Blake watched his hand, ignoring that. He clenched his hand into a fist and then loosened it.

This was a new skill he found with his improved brain. Its name was "Storm Hand". Storm Hand was a skill Blake developed against enemies out of his reach. He didn't need it because of Vibration ability and speed power, but Blake, who wanted to use his lightning's potential to the fullest, had developed this ability.

The rationale behind the ability was to control the lightning bolts that made up Blake's body, transforming his arm into lightning bolts, and attacking him by carrying them with lightning, then revealing them in front of, behind, or around his opponent. If the person was nearby, Blake could connect his hands with the Lightning Field and have absolute control of the area around him.

And Blake didn't have to worry about the lightning bolts going off and his arm being taken from him as he did so. Apart from where he could regenerate his severed arm, his arm that had turned into lightning was attached to him with Speed ​​power Lightnings. Except for his homogeneous, anyone of the Scathach level could get his hands on him.

He had only one concern. It was the numbness that could occur when his arm joined the body. Failure to carry out the commands transmitted by the brain, etc. He was also worried about problems.

However, this worry proved to be in vain. Contrary to his worry, his hand wasn't numb and his arm obeyed his commands. He didn't feel anything wrong with his arm.

Blake raised an eyebrow. Although it was okay, he still decided to check it out. Better to double-check now than to regret later. He grabbed his arm and began to examine it. After confirming again that there were no problems, he turned around and looked at where A.F.O had fallen.

A.F.O's arm had turned into a giant arm. He slowed his fall by placing his arm between him and the building as he was about to fall. But the cost was the demolition of the thirty-story building. A.F.O's huge arm slowly shrunk.

Pat! Pat!

When his arm was back to normal, he tapped his clothes with his hands to remove dust and dirt. After smoothing out the wrinkles on her dress with her hands, he grabbed both of his collars and pulled them lightly. Then he looked at Blake.

Blake was staring at the man. The killing intent emanating from his body gradually increased. His icy careless gaze fixed on the man. The wind coming out of nothing was blowing her hair and making waves in front of her eyes.

The battle that would shock the MHA World and go down in history was beginning.