Mahoraga's Backup Plan

"You noticed?"

Seeing Mo Bai's grave expression, Mahoraga grinned in excitement.

"I noticed, but that doesn't mean I'm out of options."

After answering, Mo Bai fixed his eyes, one black and one blue, on the creature before him.

Indeed, direct attacks with Limitless had no effect on this fellow.

But now, what mattered to him about this Cursed Technique was [adaptation].

Whatever he adapted to through the Adaptive Wheel would be indelibly imprinted on his body.

Just as Mahoraga retained the resistances he had already adapted to, even after Mo Bai stripped him of the Wheel.

But his Wheel differed from Mahoraga's former one in one respect.

Back then, Mahoraga and the Wheel had been one entity, whereas his own Wheel was attached to the Cursed Technique Limitless.

In other words, once he switched Cursed Techniques, the Wheel would disappear.

Although his adapted resistances would remain, he would have to swiftly switch the Cursed Technique back to continue adapting to the enemy's attacks.

But against the enemy before him now, he would be finished if his opponent seized that gap when he switched Cursed Techniques.

Yet using Limitless directly against this fellow clearly wasn't a good choice either.

Fight purely through the power of adaptation?

"You're taking too long!"

Seemingly finding Mo Bai too slow to act, Mahoraga attacked again.

Bang!

Click—

After Mahoraga sent him flying again with another crushing blow.

Mo Bai placed Blue elsewhere to pull himself off his flight path, using it to put more distance between himself and Mahoraga.

"This can work."

As he flew, Mo Bai murmured to himself, a smile forming on his lips.

Previously, in the Void Matter Space, Mahoraga had used the power of [adaptation] to rapidly adapt to his physical attacks.

Now that he had the Wheel instead, he could