Amid the relentless bombardment in Academy City, a man dressed in a green formal suit wore a tense expression.
For Terra of the Left, who had spent decades in the Roman Orthodox Church, no longer having to tolerate the heretics on the science side and openly slaughtering these heathens in the name of God's Right Seat was something he had long awaited.
But once actual combat began, he found himself facing a very practical problem.
"Where was everyone?"
The street before Terra of the Left was a complete mess, littered with scattered tables and chairs, smashed potted plants, and all sorts of small objects.
But thanks to Academy City's year-round disaster drills of every kind, its residents, though panicked, had still entered shelters under orderly guidance to await the end of the war.
With Anti-Skill and the main fighting forces outside engaging the enemy, the streets naturally seemed deserted.
Strictly speaking, however, Terra of the Left had not encountered absolutely no one.
In this city steeped in darkness, there were always scum who wanted to exploit the chaos to wreak destruction and indulge their desires.
Although he had killed them without mercy, eliminating people who practically had evil written across their faces gave him no pleasure. After all, even without him, Academy City would deal harshly with them once it recovered its bearings.
From that perspective, he was actually working for Academy City.
At that thought, Terra of the Left looked thoroughly disgruntled.
That expression made his gaunt, sunken cheeks all the more frightening.
As a devout fanatic, unlike Vento of the Front and Aqua of the Back, who harbored personal desires, Terra of the Left had a thoroughly orthodox goal: to save all humanity equally.
Of course, as a fanatic, his idea of equality naturally differed from that of