The White Bull self-destructed, and flames soared into the sky. The splashing fire spread like a goddess scattering flowers. The BNTT-815 explosive had moderate blast power; its strength lay in its splashing flames and adhesive combustion.
Chunks of fire clung to the buildings on both sides of the main street. If this had not been Doom Town, a raging fire would have spread long ago.
"Cough, cough cough~"
The captain, who had thrown himself to the ground inside the building, kept dry-heaving. Fortunately, the explosion's center was more than thirty meters away from him, and the scattered flames had not touched him. Otherwise, even if he had survived, he would have been crippled.
Inside the abandoned stone building, the captain caught a faint smell of charred flesh. He turned his head and saw Killer Bee lying on the ground. She was rather unlucky—a ball of orange-red flame had stuck to her head and was burning fiercely, roasting her skull.
"Killer Bee?"
"..."
Killer Bee's fingers twitched slightly, and a pendant appeared in her hand.
"Save... me."
Killer Bee spoke weakly. The flames had burned her skull until it hissed. Her meaning was simple: as long as he saved her, this Holy Spirit-level equipment would belong to the captain.
The captain did not even look at Killer Bee. He made as if to leap out through the window on the rear side of the stone building. The Immortal was not dead yet, and the White Bull's death was inexplicable. This place was not safe to linger.
Dragging his somewhat lame leg, the captain was just about to jump through the window when a figure suddenly dropped from above, a mass of fluorescent green energy in her hand.
While falling, Oisis thrust one hand forward. With a boom, the entire window and