Chapter 144: If I Can't Fly İn The Sky, I'll run on it.
"Teleport." A.F.O whispered as the sky slowly fell on him. He disappeared from where he was and appeared tens of meters away. He did not stop, continuing to teleport and teleport tens of meters after another without interruption.
Half a kilometer had passed already, and he had plenty of time to escape the mass of dark clouds that had descended on the city like a giant hand.
[Compressed Lightning]
He thought so, but at the next moment of teleportation, the lightning trap reappeared. This time, as it was prearranged, he was in the middle of shutting down, and his skin and flesh had evaporated from the lightning strikes against his skin.
"Teleport..." The brain, realizing the danger, took control. A.F.O automatically whispered those words. He disappeared from where he was and reappeared elsewhere.
Crackle!
However, another Compressed Lightning was waiting for him there. A.F.O teleported once again. Someone else greeted him. Teleport, Compressed Lightning, Teleport, Compressed Lightning...
No matter where he went, the Compressed Lightning continued to greet him. He tried to escape by various methods. Teleported down tens of meters, diagonally, forward, backward, no matter what he did, he couldn't escape the Compressed Lightning.
A.F.O didn't realize it, but that wasn't all the lightning bolts did. It had been a long time since he had left the direction he was trying to go, and with the guidance of the Lightning, he had once again arrived downtown, in front of Blake.
A.F.O intended to teleport once more. This time, Compressed Lightning did not greet him, but pressure as heavy as tens of mountains descended on his shoulders.
VHUMMMM!
A.F.O stepped into the air and stopped. He lifted his head and looked at the sky.
The huge chunk of black cloud was several hundred meters above him. It looked like a small dot under the huge black cloud covered with lightning.
A.F.O's mind was racing faster than ever, trying to find a way out of this situation. He considered calling Kurogiri, but when he did, he had a slight feeling that Blake would use the opportunity to finish off both of them.
The idea of reusing the ice beams came to his mind. No matter how fast the person is, he cannot run as long as his legs are frozen and lifted defenseless. It would also be harder for him to vibrate, as his particles would freeze and become stagnant.
This idea was thrown out the window. With Blake's speed, it was easy for him to dodge the ice beams. And he hadn't revealed his full strength yet. Who knew if he had the ability or the power to neutralize the ice rays?
"Maybe…" A plan came to mind. He lifted his head, looking at the piece of black cloud. He turned his body and crossed his hands towards the sky.
Ultimate Quirk Combination
His arms grew to be twice their size, like a punch to All Might that night. Springs, bone fragments, and metal fragments were exposed in both arms. His skin hardened and became covered with stone-like fragments, or dozens of hands wrapped around his arm.
A.F.O clenched his teeth and aligned his arms against the falling dark clouds. On the one hand, he activated his Quirk, the main thing of his plan.
It didn't take long for the expected decline to materialize. Dark clouds, as big as the city, covered with lightning fell into his arms.
BANG!
SPLASH!! CRACK!!
The shock wave shook the sky. Even the helicopters that were far away from them were immediately affected by the shock of this collision and began to scatter. A raspy sound was heard in the city sky as if the sky was breaking open.
Bits of iron and bone broke off from his arms as black clouds as heavy as the sky fell on his arms. Dozens of arms were crushed, the flesh was smashed and bones were broken. He was accompanied by the dark clouds as his body fell non-stop.
Nothing good was happening on the outside, but inside A.F.O's body, there were no problems or damage. On the contrary, the dark clouds trembled and dispersed with every passing moment.
Impact Recoil!
It was a Quirk that allowed A.F.O to project the strength of the attacks it countered onto the person or thing attacking it. By reflecting all power except the tangible weight of the dark clouds, it made the dark clouds self-destruct.
A.F.O continued to fall with his huge arms aligned in front of him. Under the weight of the dark clouds, he came closer and closer to the ground.
BAMMMMMMMMMM!!
A.F.O hit the ground and created a large crater. It continued to bounce back with the momentum it gathered from the aftershock and the decline. Where he passed, the ground split open, leaving behind a conical hole.
"T-Teleport…" A.F.O gritted his teeth and whispered. He disappeared from where he was.
There was no other explosion. After the A.F.O crashed into the ground and drifted for a while, the solidity of the falling dark clouds disappeared. The lightning had disappeared as if it had never existed. As soon as what had forced them to solidify disappeared, the dark clouds returned to their former untouched form but did not disappear. Like a smokescreen, it fell over the city.
Blake in the dark clouds lifted his head and watched A.F.O in the sky. Blood flowed non-stop from A.F.O's overgrown arms. He stood motionless on either side of him, indicating that his arm had become useless.
''Tsk*'' He clicked his tongue with a distressed expression. He couldn't beat A.F.O with that either. A.F.O's teleporting abilities were giving him trouble. He made a mental note to find a solution to avoid such difficulties when faced with similar enemies in the future.
As this thought landed in the corner of his mind, millions of trial and error and theories began to spin in his improved brain. Unlike [Storm Hand] or [Sky Fall], this was a topic he hadn't touched before, so he had to think longer than before.
Blake averted his gaze and began to think about what to do. Contrary to what A.F.O and others thought, he had used up all his power reserves except for one thing. There were no more surprise boxes.
"Hahh…" He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and shook his head. His hair swayed left and right. He had no choice but to act on his own.
His eyes opened slightly, and his black eyes with great wisdom shone with a cold light as sharp as a knife edge. He stepped forward.
For a moment he stayed as he was. Time seemed frozen for him, his mobility completely stopped in the eyes of that outside.
A.F.O in the sky couldn't make sense of Blake's sudden turn. His stance was absurd, and it might even be funny to some that he froze by stepping forward.
But that was only for a second. The image of Blake dissipated in mid-air as time slipped. The way he was dispersed made A.F.O. have a word flash in his mind.
Afterimage!
He intended to turn his head to the right. His eyes turned to the right, following the stream of thought. His face and body were still staring ahead. That's when he saw him.
Blake suddenly appeared next to him in the sky, reaching toward him. His clean, manly hand, clawed, was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper who wanted to take his life. A suffocating killing intent made it difficult for A.F.O to breathe.
A.F.O's mouth widened. He wanted to say 'teleport'. To use this Quirk, he had to say Quirk's name and activate it. If he didn't, he wouldn't be able to run Quirk.
At least he thought so, but the pressure Blake put on him and the death threat he now faced had pushed his Quirk to its limits and removed that requirement.
Snap!
The moment Blake's hand closed, A.F.Odisappeared from where he was and appeared in a distant spot.
Thinking he had caught him, Blake clicked his tongue as A.F.O teleported. With nowhere else to run, he let himself fall into gravity and let his body fall.
His body floated in the air like an arrow. He bent his body forward, spun 180 degrees in mid-air, and stood facing A.F.O. The ground was getting closer and closer, Blake continued to stare at A.F.O.
He spread his legs slightly. He fell to the ground, powered his hind legs, and was knocked back, crawling on his feet. He left two clouds of dust behind in the areas he passed.
Crsh!
Blake turned his left foot slightly to the side. His drift stopped abruptly, the earth pooling on the edge of his shoes. He bent his body forward.
CRACKLE!!
Lightning roared, and the glint of graceful lightning illuminated the surroundings. Blake was over hundreds of meters in an instant and came to the edge of a building. Time slowed down, he put his foot on the wall of the building and pushed himself forward.
Vhoshh!!
In 0.35 seconds he reached the top of the building and stepped onto its roof. He made a sharp turn that transcended the laws of physics. He got off the building and walked on the wall of another, then climbed onto its roof. Then another and another.
When he came into view of a large enough building, he instantly gravitated toward it. It took a moment to reach that building from the area he was in. He stepped through the wall of the building, the next moment appeared on its roof. It left a thin but visible strip of white lightning where it passed.
When he reached the roof of the building, he didn't stop and threw himself at the A.F.O. With the momentum and acceleration he gathered, he shot forward like a cannonball and headed for the A.F.O.
It took a long time to explain all this, but it took only 1 second.
Once again, A.F.O saw Blake right in front of his face, and that was just a second before. He instantly activated the teleport and disappeared from where he was.
"Annoying…" Blake glanced at the spot where A.F.O would appear a moment later. A.F.O appeared in the area he was looking at. He frowned.
This combination of teleportation and gliding was very frustrating. Near absolute on earth, he was not so superior in air. The only way he could catch his opponents in mid-air was to use his lightning bolts or to jump from a place using his speed, but this was not as efficient.
Unlike the ground, the air had nowhere to run. Because of this, he could not increase his speed and take down his opponent at once. This gave his opponent a momentary opportunity to think, allowing him to teleport.
If A.F.O had control, he could have caught him. But the control was entirely in his brain and his survival instincts. Thought speed would always be faster than normal physical speed, and in that instant, Blake's speed could not keep up with the brain's reaction speed. At least he couldn't do that in the air, in a free float.
Blake landed on the ground. He started running before A.F.O had a chance to react.
Blake was on the floor for a moment, dragging on the soles of his feet and staring at A.F.O. In the next moment, he jumped off a large building. Blake in the sky brought his legs close to his chest, spread his hands to the sides, and made the friction gap as wide and small as he could.
Whosh!
However, it failed again. A.F.O's brain reacted quickly, activating the teleport and teleporting him to a safe location. Blake landed on the wall of a building.
The chase continued. As soon as Blake stepped onto the ground, he was walking along the walls of the buildings at a speed that the cameras could not follow and trying to reach A.F.O by jumping off the edge of the roof of the building.
But it was constantly failing. A.F.O managed to teleport at the most dangerous moment, taking his life by the edge of the rope. After a few tries, Blake got fed up with this and decided to change his approach.
Swosh!!
He turned his body after failing once again. He turned to face A.F.O. When he landed, he bent his legs to soften his fall. He continued to stare at A.F.O during his fall.
His eyes, shining with the light of unlimited knowledge, were constantly examining the environment, trying to think and come to the conclusion that would allow him to end this situation as soon as possible.
And it didn't take long to find it. The corner of his lip curled up as he watched the A.F.O. in the sky.
A.F.O was breathing cold breaths, not knowing that Blake was contemplating the start of another breathless battle session before he even had a chance to take a breath. His shoulders were heaving, doing his best to calm himself and shake off the cold feeling of death that haunted his heart.
Blake's inability to fly helped greatly in his relief. He couldn't touch him as long as he was in the sky, he realized that.
Blake's case was totally down to earth. If he had a place to step, then A.F.O would be done, but unless he could run in the sky, he was doomed to suffer the effects of gravity, and his ability to react at the last moment would continue to elude him.
"Fuu…" He took a deep breath and stared at Blake, looking for a way out of this situation.
Yes, A.F.O, who terrorized the world, was thinking of escaping from here. He wasn't exactly aiming to escape. He intended to retreat, to lurk in the dark for a while, and prepare by taking Quirks against the forces Blake unearthed today.
His body began to rise. His attention was completely on Blake. The Search Quirks were on Blake, as soon as he took one step towards him, they would activate and he would teleport. If he can keep up, of course.
"Just because I can't fly means I can't catch you?" Blake looked up. He had an enthusiastic expression on his face. Lightning was coming out of his body uncontrollably and spreading around. Two pieces of lightning shot out from the corners of his eyes and began to dance, converging in his pupil.
"If I can't fly in the sky..."
CRACKLE!!!
Lightning came out of his body and spread around. The dark clouds that covered the ground solidified with the lightning and took on a darker color. The dark clouds were once again covered with lightning, the ground of the city looking like a huge lightning field.
Blake's masculine figure was hidden behind dark clouds. All that could be seen as the lightning bolts coming out of his body, his body shadowed in the light of the lightning, and a pair of raven-black eyes shining with boundless intelligence.
The shadow representing Blake raised his hand over his shoulder. Lightning gathered on his arm, continuing to stare at A.F.O the entire time. His raven-black eyes carried an intent that frightened A.F.O.
A.F.O raised his hand to stop Blake. He knew he couldn't do anything against him, but he could guess his intentions. He knew again that he was up to something that would surprise him and everyone else, and if he didn't stop him somehow, the chances of him leaving were zero.
So he decided to use his Quirk to stop him, even if it was to no avail.
CRACKLE!
But it was too late, Blake took action before he could process that information and make a decision. Blake waved his arm. The lightning bolts accumulated in his arm were thrown in a horizontal cut and crashed into a building meters away.
Swish!
Lightning split the building in two, like a knife that cuts hot oil, from the area it touched the building. A small explosion was heard, the building bounced slightly, and an opening was formed through which a person could pass.
Blake disappeared, reappearing in the opening the next second. He leaned on the ground with his back touching the ground. He lifted his waist straight up and leveled his feet against the massive building.
BAMMMMM!!!
The top half of the building fell noisily at his feet. Blake's eyes gleamed with a dangerous gleam. He bent his legs, the building getting closer and closer to the ground. He parted his lips and finished his words.
"I'll run on it."
VHOSHHHHH!!
Blake thrust his feet forward. The building, weighing in tons that he carried on his legs, was sent to the sky. Contrary to its appearance and weight, being thrown like a cannonball, it shot up into the sky with an ear-piercing sound and headed towards A.F.O.'s area.
"Teleport." Unlike previous attacks, A.F.O was able to use his Quirk, as the speed of the thrown building wasn't too extreme for him to react. He had no trouble teleporting a few hundred yards ahead.
But what he didn't know was that he wasn't the target Blake had thrown the building.
The building took to the sky at high speed. After reaching a certain altitude, it glowed with pure white light. It shone like a white sun shining over the city, the white light emanating from the night sky.
The televisions of the people watching this moment from various parts of Japan were covered with white light. The pilots operating the helicopters lost their sight, and some nearly fell. The cameramen were swinging their cameras from right to left because they didn't know exactly where to record because of the loss of vision.
While all this was going on, a cracking sound was heard.
Crackle! Crack! Crackle!
Cracking sounds mixed with lightning strikes echoed in the city sky. As the cracking sounds began to be heard, the white light gradually faded and finally disappeared.
The world has regained its colors once again. People's opinions are back. When the cameramen came to their senses, they aimed the cameras at their targets, namely the battlefield. The pilots stabilized the helicopters' movements and quickly drove further and further away from the battlefield.
The skyscraper building at the center of the view was covered in cracks. The cracks were widening like cobwebs and spreading throughout the building. A dim white light was coming out of the cracks.
CRACK! CRACK!
The cracks quickly grew and covered the entire building. The building was collapsing as if it couldn't stand it any longer. Fragments of the building fell to the ground, and dust and stone chips were blown in the wind.
CRACK! KABOOMMM!!
The building exploded loudly, and white lightning bolts spread out like a firework. All manner of debris, whether it was rubble, stone, iron, or shattered furniture, was strewn about. A.F.O embodied an air cannon in front of him to protect himself from fragments that came toward him like a bullet.
Tink! Ding! bang!
The pieces on top were hitting the air ball and falling to the ground. His clothes were being tossed back from the shock wave of the explosion. A.F.O tilted his head and looked down the side of his hand at Blake.
Blake had taken a running stance. The lightning bolts from his body shot out from his back, making him look like a lightning monster. Lightning danced in a pair of pupils where his eyes met.
Bzt! Bzztt!
Two pieces of lightning shot out from his pupils and spread out on either side of him, whipping the air. Various lightning arcs were emerging from every part of his body. His figure in the dark clouds resembled the heart of storm clouds.
Blake leaned forward. He disappeared from where it was.
The next moment he was in front of A.F.O. There was a white stripe behind him in the area he passed. A piece of rubble, stone, a broken pipe, a piece of furniture, what was left of television, and the ribbon running over a door ended in front of A.F.O.
The A.F.O couldn't keep up with this pace, which was many times faster than before. Blake's speed was twice as fast as before and unable to react to his previous speed, he had no chance to react to it. His survival instincts kicked in once again as his face, burning with killing intent, appeared before his.
It appeared several meters ahead. This time, however, he couldn't escape Blake. Blake suddenly appeared in front of him. The white stripe he left behind ran over an armchair, a bed, a tub, a small pebble, and a long stick.
It wasn't just Blake and the sliver he left behind in A.F.O's vision. Also, the white stripe before teleportation was still visible in the air. This clearly showed the time gap between the two encounters of the duo.
A.F.O.'s instincts didn't stop, and his brain kept teleporting to escape the situation. He teleported over a distance of hundreds of meters.
Glance!
Where he teleported, it was no comfort that awaited him, but a pair of cold eyes. Once again, Blake appeared right where he was going to teleport.
He teleported once again.
Teleport, capture, teleport, capture, teleport... He had teleported dozens of times in ten seconds, hundreds of times in one minute. A.F.O appeared above the city on one side and the other. He didn't stay in one place for more than a few seconds.
But he kept getting caught by Blake every time. No matter how sudden or unexpected he teleported, Blake instantly appeared in front of him and continued to watch him with cold eyes.
Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport...
"Why can't I escape..." A.F.O began to question as he met Blake's eyes shining with a sharp, knife-edge light once again.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape Blake's grasp. He felt like a whale in the ocean, but this whale had a tracking chip unknowingly placed on it and was being watched at any moment. The only way he could avoid the gaze of the people who had chipped him was underwater, where he could evade the satellite radars.
But even that was better than A.F.O's current state. Unlike the whale, he had nowhere to run. Amid hundreds of teleports, he had even teleported into the destroyed subway, but Blake had managed to catch him even there.
He felt like a mouse in Blake's hand. He was trying to avoid Blake's grasp, but all he did was flutter helplessly in the palm of his hand and amused the owner of a pair of cold eyes watching him overhead.
Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport, Teleport. He kept teleporting nonstop. A.F.O was everywhere, putting in more effort than he had ever been before and pushing himself to the limits.
Between his teleports, he saw Blake raise his hand. On the fifth teleport, his hand was slightly raised, on the tenth teleport, his hand was aligned to his throat, on the hundredth teleport his hand was opened, and on the thousandth teleport, he spread five fingers wide. With each teleportation, his hand gradually rose and reached out into a claw.
The hand was growing bigger and bigger in his vision, A.F.O unconsciously tilted his head back but there was nothing he could do as the hand approached him every second.
A.F.O teleported back several meters. Blake's expression did not change. He took a step, and with his step, he passed dozens of buildings at once. He stepped on falling stones, iron pipes, pieces of rubble, and even shards of glass, and followed A.F.O, leaving a thin white line behind him.
He did not leave any image behind because he had changed places, and his figure was not even reflected in the windows of the buildings in the areas he passed.
As Blake ran at superhuman speed, he raised his right hand and waved it randomly as he had done so many times.
CRASH!
A half-moon-shaped lightning wave struck a nearby building, cutting the building cleanly in half. The clean was so sharp that there weren't even any scorch marks from lightning.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!
However, unlike previous expeditions, the building exploded after the cut instead of rising into the air. A huge cloud of smoke, crimson explosion lights, and thousands of random items scattering appeared in Blake's vision.
His lips curved upward. For others, these pieces of bullets flying at high speed were just a stepping stone for him.
Crackle!!
With the roar of lightning, he stepped onto a stone. Time slowed down. Stepping on the stone, he leaped forward, stepped on a piece of chair in front of him, stepped on another piece of rubble at a 70-degree angle to the left, then stomped on a surprisingly intact painting, stooping his body, and appeared in front of A.F.O.
A.F.O's lips were slightly parted, his face wrinkling in surprise when Blake suddenly appeared in front of him. Blake didn't mind, however, raising his hand and intending to choke on his throat.
His steps and speed of movement were twice as fast as previous expeditions. This surprised A.F.O and the others. Could he still increase his speed? Wasn't there a limit?
To answer the question, it was unknown whether there was a limit to Blake's speed. Although not like Barry's, his speed power also fell into the special category, and the end of his speed wouldn't be in sight anytime soon.
As the hand got closer and closer to him, A.F.O's brain was working at full capacity and he was doing everything he could to get him out of this situation. No matter how fast the human brain was, it would have difficulty processing a certain flow of information. And Blake's speed was far beyond what he could handle, driven by the sheer desire to survive.
A.F.O bent his body back. He was doing his best to avoid Blake's hand, the scythe that would decide his fate. His hands and feet swung forward, his body trying to go as far back as possible. In his images reflected in the broken windows of the buildings around him, he was nothing like the A.F.O. spreading fear to the world.
Teleport!
A.F.O was able to escape his grasp by teleporting at the last moment. If his opponent had been someone else, not Blake, he could have escaped because he teleported at the last moment. Had Blake maintained his previous speed, they could have continued their chase as he teleported at the last moment.
However, the person in front of him was Blake, who had approached the speed of Mach 4. This tiny mistake had determined his fate. [EN: I'm not sure if the main character is slow, but if so, keep in mind that he still carries 2 wristbands with a large amount of speed power.]
As soon as he teleported, Blake reappeared in front of him. His hand remained intact and continued to reach out to A.F.O. As soon as he appeared in front of A.F.O, he pushed his hand forward slightly and finally grabbed A.F.O's neck.
"He got him." All the people of Japan, including Rei, who had been holding their breath from a certain part of the battle as Blake grabbed A.F.O's neck, stood up, and shouted excitedly. After a long struggle, Blake had caught A.F.O, who was the source of all his pain, and turned New Year's Eve into a night of blood.
The truth is, he could have easily caught him from the start. As long as he used all his speed, it would take a moment to catch A.F.O. Sad for him, but even A.F.O couldn't keep up with Blake's full speed.
The reason he prolonged the war until now was that he wanted to see A.F.O struggling as helplessly as he did to Teka. He wanted to see it slip out of his grasp, to watch him slip from one hole to the other, desperate to hold onto his life and to watch him struggle in his palm at the expense of the arrogance and pride he had built up over the years.
And it had been successful. Since the beginning of that battle, he had done nothing but run from the first punch Blake had thrown at him. His Quirks were not up to it, he had not used his intelligence, his greatest weapon, to devise a plan against Blake and a counterattack against any situation, and he could not steal his most important power, his Quirk.
Yes, A.F.O still hadn't given up. Even though he was caught by Blake, he was still trying to steal his Quirk and all the powers he had.
However, he continued to fail. The first reason was that Blake's first Quirk, "Limit Exceeding" was the permanent type of Quirk. Even if he could take his Quirk, which he couldn't, his power wouldn't be taken from him.
It looked like a mountain that had continued to take shape for years, withstanding the fierce winds as time passed. The solidity of the mountain was there and will continue to be there because it was engraved there, and a simple villain couldn't take it.
Secondly, he wasn't chosen by the speed power, nor was he by the people of the Golden World. Unless he was either of these two or Blake's homologous or speed-powered power, he wasn't worthy to touch, let alone steal, his speed power.
So whenever A.F.O used his power, he was left empty-handed and was getting nothing.
Grabbed by Blake, A.F.O finally showed a hint of despair and resignation. He was completely suppressed by Blake and no matter what he did, he couldn't stop the other side.
He could hear the roar of the wind in his ears. He waved his hands to the sides and let gravity pick up ten. Their clothes were being blown away by the wind, they were getting closer and closer to the ground with each passing moment.
He heard the sounds of lightning, like the roar of a lion. Accompanied by the sounds of lightning whipping through the air, a graceful white light emanated from the windows of the buildings they passed in freefall.
BANGGG!!
He felt the hard ground on his back. And there was a loud booming sound that brought the end of the war.