Avada Kedavra (Fake)

In the dark of the city night, there were not only Crow Men capturing humans, but also monsters hunting the Crow Men, along with the most frequently sighted figure: an old wizard holding a magic wand who would vanish in a flash.

If that old man were to shout "Avada Kedavra" and change the color of the light he fired, perhaps another book could be written about it.

Although those who escaped with their lives didn't have pleasant memories, they still recounted their experiences online, where they transformed into urban legends that continued to spread.

"Yo~" the White Fox called out, and Daigo, driving the DeLaM Car, adjusted his course according to its cries.

Perhaps it was because they had been single for too long, but Daigo and the others all felt that this fox looked quite handsome and refined.

"Yo~yo~yo~" the White Fox suddenly let out three anxious cries, and Daigo slowly reduced the car's speed and turned off the headlights.

The White Fox leaped nimbly out of the window, and Munakata and the others did not hesitate, immediately scrambling out of the DeLaM Car with the safeties of their Hyper Guns already disengaged.

The White Fox parted the slightly withered weeds, and an abandoned building came into Munakata and his team's line of sight.

Munakata lowered his voice and asked, "Horii, has the equipment to counter that light gun been developed yet?"

Horii, firing on all cylinders, wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered, "It has been developed, and there is enough for this operation."

To ensure the weapons could be used at a moment's notice, Rena flew the Guts Wing 2 slowly and steadily, glancing at the coordinates below, "Guts Wing 2 has arrived."

Horii, who had turned most of his fat into muscle, ran over quickly, looking like a tank, and handed bullet-like objects to everyone.

"Very well, commence the operation immediately." Munakata raised an eyebrow and turned his head to say, "Listen up, rescuing the hostages is the primary objective, is that understood?"

"Understood!" The response was exceptionally sparse, missing a certain loud voice.

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Munakata couldn't help but turn his head to look behind him.

Zhou Hong and Hibiki Gousuke had already run off until they were nowhere to be seen, and even that fox had vanished; only Daigo remained, smiling foolishly.

"Those two guys run so fast." Munakata felt his stomach starting to ache.

Although he hadn't given up on training after transferring from the Defense Force to GUTS, his workouts were usually for toning, whereas these two animals were obsessed with extreme physical conditioning.

The figures sprinting under the night sky were the very embodiment of that.

"Daigo, be ready to support those two reckless guys at any time."

"We will enter from another location and rescue the hostages while they are occupied with the fighting."

Munakata had a thorough understanding of these hotheads.

As for the assault by Hibiki Gousuke and Zhou Hong, it could only be described as a wild, headlong charge.

Zhou Hong had no intention of hiding his movements; his heavy footsteps thundered against the gravel road, his slow walk accelerating rapidly until he was a blur, the howling wind trailing behind him, leaving only a fleeting shadow.

The abandoned building was now right before his eyes, and Zhou Hong's strides grew wider as he suddenly leaped into the air, hurtling toward the rusted gate.

His body was almost parallel to the ground as his thick thighs kicked through the air.

With Zhou Hong acting so brazenly, the Crow Men were no idiots; they reacted instantly, swarming toward the gate.

The long-rusted iron gate let out a tearing, thunderous roar as the lock disintegrated, and the two doors were ripped from their frames, pinning the Crow Men near the entrance beneath them.

Under the bright, cold moonlight, a black shadow flashed over the iron gate, and Zhou Hong had already breached the abandoned building.

His agile body vaulted into the air, dodging various attacks, twisting in mid-flight to press his hands down onto the top of a Crow Man's head, then giving them a sharp twist.

With a crisp sound of bones shifting and snapping, the Crow Man's head rotated 180 degrees.

Using the Crow Man's head as a pivot, Zhou Hong landed while simultaneously throwing the blood-oozing corpse away.

The powerful impact knocked the other Crow Men who were rushing up to the ground.

His figure was like a ghost, flickering and unpredictable; in the deep night, he resembled a greedy, starving wolf, constantly tearing at his prey.

The moment Zhou Hong paused to catch his breath, the Crow Men counterattacked, their sharp claws tearing through his clothes but leaving only faint white marks on the man's skin.

The Crow Men widened their eyes in disbelief, and before they lost consciousness, all they saw were

ever-expanding blood-stained fists and eyes flashing with red light.

Violent gusts of wind swept through everything, yet the air was always filled with the scent of blood.

The eyes of the sent-flying Crow Men had turned from bright yellow to gray-white.

Their heads had also been given a "makeover" by that man in the process.

They were even uglier now.

The flowing air currents slowly subsided, and Zhou Hong, standing tall once more, shook his hands heavily, sending droplets of blood splattering onto the ground.

A strange sound caused him to shift his gaze forward.

Before him lay a Crow Man sprawled in a posture he found very unpleasant to look at.

He stepped mercilessly onto the Crow Man who was posed in the "Flower of Hope" position, his toe cutting off the trail of spreading blood.

"You have no future."

Zhou Hong grabbed his tattered clothes with his right hand, tearing them into shreds, puffed out his massive pectorals, and spread his arms wide as if embracing the world, his wild aura radiating wantonly.

Standing atop the Crow Man, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly into the darkness.

A resonant voice echoed through the empty building.

"Is this truly the extent of your power? Who gave you the courage?"

"To dare set foot upon this planet."

"You pieces of trash."

Inheritor of Light (×)

Villain (√)

No one answered the question; the cawing of the crows grew more frantic and noisy, and the sound of leather shoes striking the floor drew ever closer.

Hibiki Gousuke saw only Zhou Hong standing atop the bodies of the Crow Men.

The corpses of the Crow Men were piled haphazardly throughout the building. Under the cold, pale light, Hibiki Gousuke could occasionally see fist marks that looked as if they had been carved into the walls, along with a few Crow Men who had received special treatment.

The ordinary ones were lying on the ground, the more unusual ones were in pieces, but these few were different still.

They were the outstanding ones.

They were embedded into the walls.

The kind that couldn't even be pried out.

"I get the feeling Ah-Hong is getting more and more irritable. Who provoked him?"

Standing here, Hibiki Gousuke could only offer a 0.1-second moment of silence for this group of Crow Men and wish them a swift journey to hell.

Hibiki Gousuke did not possess Zhou Hong's exaggerated physical constitution, so he honestly held the weapon Horii had prepared and leaned against the wall, waiting for the next wave of Crow Men to arrive.

The flock of crows poured out in full force amidst the night.