Angels Descend, the Bucket Is Mine!

Homu turned his gaze back from over there and looked at the Bat-Wielding Raccoon again.

"So... this is how you planned to resist my move?" (￢_￢)

Homu had thought Cion meant that, just like the train used Trailblaze as energy, his Aether Coin also used Trailblaze as energy.

But now it seemed that instead of using Trailblaze as energy, he had simply brought along a whole pile of power banks.

And his ultimate locked onto every battery on the contestants' bodies, while Stelle had placed the power banks on March 7th beforehand, so she would not be affected by this move either.

His ultimate only targeted batteries and other energy sources. It would not affect anything else in the slightest.

As long as, at the moment he activated this move, they could quickly plug a power bank into the Aether Coin in the instant after the battery was destroyed but before the current was completely depleted, they could break this move.

(The author once had a phone like this. After removing the battery, its screen could probably stay lit for another one or two seconds.)

The Bat-Wielding Raccoon fell silent for a second or two. Then he took a deep breath, raised his bat with a slight tremble, and slowly turned his gaze back to Homu.

The corners of his mouth forced themselves into a barely passable curve.

"Who cares about energy? As long as there's Trailblaze, that's enough!" ?(`?′)?

"Don't think you can reset the timeline by restarting the conversation, you bastard!" m9(｀д′)!!!!

"Anyway, every Aether Spirit needs energy to use their ultimate. Even you and I are no exception." (???ω???)

Ignoring Homu's retort, the Bat-Wielding Raccoon continued pretending that nothing had just happened.

"Of course. As everyone knows, I'm the one who follows the rules best! So what