What Was the Challenge Meant to Destroy?

"This challenge isn't just aimed at those few hero agencies... it's aimed at the entire hero society today..."

Unbeknownst to anyone, the 'Death Omen Star' they were so determined to capture was leisurely strolling down a narrow alley.

"... Next, because of repeated challenges and the failure to react in time... it will definitely attract more enemies with ulterior motives, as well as those who are not content with the status quo."

"This is a golden opportunity to weaken the enemy's power... but it will inevitably damage the current heroic society... and damage will lead to destruction. Regardless of who the final victor is... it will be a bloody massacre..."

Uraraka Shige stood in front of an ordinary, even somewhat old, small metal door, and then couldn't go inside.

"In the aftermath of the carnage, fear grips the people; even the slightest rustle of wind can startle a flock of gulls and egrets... and so it is with people."

That would be the perfect moment to engage in a decisive battle with the resurrected 'AFO', but before that, 'Death Omen Star' would need to provide some impetus.

Behind this small door is an information brokerage point, and you can also contact certain underground merchants... Of course, it can also be used as a normal bar or restaurant, depending on what it does on the surface.

Furthermore, if the price is right, this place can be considered a not-so-safe safe spot... The hook-nosed, Zōti Doctor hid here for a long time until he bumped into Uraraka Shige...

So yes, there used to be an office building not far away, but it was demolished later...

... The environment inside the small door was hard to describe, but if I had to sum it up in three words, it would definitely be dirty, messy, and terrible.

Flies swarmed haphazardly around a small mountain of garbage in the corner, their buzzing incessant.

At the bottom of the garbage heap, there was a green liquid, occasionally covered with fuzzy gray-green mold, flowing like a spring and emitting a pungent stench.

Upon closer inspection, one will find that this pile of garbage contains not only simple plastic bags, food scraps, and sewage, but also blood, meat scraps, and excrement splattered everywhere.

"... Um..."

Uraraka Shige cloak and bandages, turned unusually pale, and he couldn't help but gag.

Just as he gagged, the nearby garbage heap exploded with a loud crash, splattering filth in all directions. 'Death Omen Star' couldn't react in time and was soaked.

Die!

From the pile of rubble from the explosion, a man covered in obscene and pixelated images emerged. He was holding a small gun that he had somehow acquired, and judging from the magazine, it had likely been illegally modified.

Ignoring the filthy liquid streaming down his head, the man roared and howled, pulling the trigger and spitting out a scorching tongue of fire from the gun.

The bullets flew in a serpentine pattern through the air toward the 'Death Omen Star'. Uraraka Shige gagged and released a black ball, which expanded to a diameter of two meters, blocking all the bullets.

The man seemed to have lost his mind, still gripping the trigger tightly. Even as the black ball kept getting closer to him, he didn't react at all. It wasn't until the gun in his hand made a series of empty clicks that he suddenly came to his senses as if waking from a dream. Then, his face turned full of despair, and he tried to crawl back into the garbage heap.

But Uraraka Shige, who had been inexplicably covered in trash, was certainly not going to let him crawl back in like that.

Then another black ball transformed into Kurogiri, which then covered the entire area, sweeping away all the trash and turning it into Compress material.

Ugh, a foul-smelling Compress substance.

They also dislocated the man's arms and legs.

The man, who had lost all four limbs, frantically lay on the ground, screaming in agony as he tried to lift his head to see the figure standing in front of him. But he couldn't. Instead, he saw a black mist, seemingly composed of some kind of dense, tiny things, forming a line of small characters in front of him.

I ask, you answer.

For this man, he had already lost everything, so he had nothing to fear. He firmly believed, and had to believe, that he could overcome anything with the gun in his hand.

So when faced with the words formed by the Kurogiri, he stubbornly raised his head, even enduring the intense pain and suppressing the wailing in his throat, making a wise and respectable choice.

"Please, please ask me, I only beg you to spare my life."

Uraraka Shige merely manipulated the Kurogiri to change the handwriting, but did not utter a sound... The trash splattered on his face had not yet been cleaned, and if he opened his mouth, something he didn't want to see might happen.

Who are you? Why are you attacking me?

The Kurogiri changed rapidly; the four characters became eleven in the blink of an eye, so the man lying on the ground no longer needed to strain to lift his head.

"Me? Just a pathetic wretch who barely survived by sacrificing his comrades and hiding in a garbage dump that no one wanted to approach... As for attacking you, I'm sorry, I was just too nervous and hit the wrong person."

The man's answer did not satisfy Uraraka Shige. If what he said was true, then the reason he was covered in filth was simply accidental injury.

As he smelled the stench emanating from below his nose, Uraraka Shige's mood worsened. His killing intent was firm, but before that, there was something more important that allowed him to temporarily suppress his anger.

The black smoke continued to billow, and the handwriting changed again.

Where is the intelligence station located recently?

Uraraka Shige suppressed her murderous intent, but the man still sensed something ominous. He looked at the words, hesitated for a long time before answering, and instead asked:

"Is this the last question?"

The man in front of her clearly sensed something, but Uraraka Shige had no intention of hiding it.

As the Kurogiri churned, the handwriting changed again.

Yes, this is the last question: where is the latest intelligence station located?

The man fell silent; he didn't speak again.

Uraraka Shige understood what the man meant, and so he fell silent. The two of them stood facing each other in this disgusting environment.

The man's blood was draining away at an alarming rate; he was destined to be unable to win this confrontation.

But Uraraka Shige will not be the victor.

Wisps of Kurogiri continuously gathered together, eventually condensing into a black sphere in front of the man. The black sphere then fell, twisting and absorbing the man, whose lips had turned deathly pale, into it, merging him with the Compress material made of garbage.

He is dead.

"Since you've smeared these things on me, then I'll make sure you're always accompanied by them."

Uraraka Shige didn't speak, but said these words to the man in her heart.

He's in a terrible mood right now.