Shirai brother of a certain science

Chapter 47 The Killing Blade

The moon hangs high.

Tonight's Academy City is extremely chaotic.

Under the cover of the hound troops, the construction workers entered the air-raid shelter that had been prepared.It is said that it is defending against the enemy's air strikes, but it is actually defending against those magicians.

The dugouts are covered in magic wards that won't be easily spotted, so they're safe.

The construction that had been going on all night suddenly stopped tonight, and there was a long-lost tranquility in Academy City.

But this tranquility was soon broken by gunshots, explosions, and cursing.The workers who had been complaining because their freedom was restricted, suddenly hid quietly in the corner of the air-raid shelter.

No. 6031 grew up on an isolated island.

He and a group of children were sent to an isolated island as soon as they became sensible.

They don't know their origins, they don't have their own names, and they don't even know which country they belong to. All they have to do is to learn all the knowledge given by the instructors.

Assassination, march, interrogation, counter-interrogation, battle.
Among them, even the weakest one will be the elite among the elites.

They don't need to know who they're fighting or for, they just need to kill anyone who stands in their way.

But today, for the first time, they started to cooperate with people from another organization.

Originally, No. 6031 was unwilling to cooperate with them, because he felt that these ordinary people would only drag them back and affect their efficiency, but they had to obey the orders of their superiors.

Until he discovered that this group of people could breathe flames, shoot ice, and even catch the bullets they fired with their bare hands, and they didn't look like ordinary people.

The dissatisfaction in No. 6031's heart also began to dissipate slowly.

until
"laugh--"

Very small sound.

As if a knife had been inserted into something, No. 6031 almost thought that he had heard it wrong, when he turned around and tried to ask that very powerful magician.

But he found that the other party had fallen to the ground, and the bright red blood had even stained the soil under him red.

"Enemy attack—"

He almost exhausted all his strength to shout out these words.

Everyone became vigilant, especially the companion of the magician. They hurried over, checked the cause of death of the magician, and looked at number 6031.

Because the wound was too similar to the thin saber they used.

Before the man could ask, a cold light appeared on his chest, and then disappeared.

Just as soon as he opened his eyes, the magician opened his eyes wide, and a blood-stained flower appeared on his chest.

Number 6031 almost thought he was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, that strange sound appeared more and more frequently, and more and more people fell down.

He didn't see anyone or hear footsteps, only the sharp blade that suddenly appeared on his chest.

"Don't panic!"

It is a lie to say that he is not afraid, but No. 6031 can only force himself to calm down. He knows that panic will not solve the problem, it will only make the scene more chaotic, especially since they are still holding guns, if they go off, it will be even more troublesome up.

"laugh--"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his heart, and a sharp knife appeared on his chest.

There was no feeling of being pierced, as if it suddenly appeared in his heart, and even the bulletproof vest he was wearing didn't have any effect.

The blade didn't last long, it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

quietly.

"The enemy is invisible!"

In the confusion, someone yelled.

Those magicians were the first to react, and the flame magician didn't care about the people around him, and orange flames burst out from his body in an instant.

He didn't know whether he had harmed the invisible enemy.

But the people around him were all injured by the flames, screaming and rolling on the ground.

"Da da da--"

These originally strong-willed people, after facing this thing beyond their cognition, the tight string in their hearts suddenly collapsed, and it is unknown who fired first.

Like a fuse, bursts of gunshots rang out.

From time to time, someone fell to the ground because of being shot, and someone died on the spot because of being affected by magic.

Whenever someone tries to be the leader and take control of the scene, the elusive blade will always appear in time and take his life.

Before long, there was only one magician left in this group who was still dying.

But his situation is not optimistic.

He was shot several times on his body, his hair was burned completely by his companion's magic, and his bright and bright magic robe almost became a beggar's attire.

In the darkness, a young man came out from the darkness.

He held a bamboo stick sword, and there was not much expression on his face.

"you"

What the magician wanted to say was begging for mercy?Or speak harshly?
But Shirai didn't give him this chance, and he didn't want to listen to the threat of the dead. The bamboo stick sword was like a poisonous snake, piercing into his heart with incomparable precision.

The magician fell limply on the ground, and his eyes did not close until the end.

Shirai leaned down, searched his body, found the magic props he was carrying with him, and put them away in his own space.

Most of the magic props of these magicians need to be driven by magic power, such as the bamboo stick sword and the cross given to him by Kanzaki Jushou, they are high-end products and can operate by themselves.

But Shirai was quite happy to collect these things.

Even if he can't use it, he might be able to exchange for something useful if he goes abroad for those magic-side chassis in the future.

After packing up the trophies on the magician, Shirai handed over those dressed as soldiers from which country he could not tell. Shirai handed them over to the Hound Troops. Shirai was not interested in their equipment. If he wanted, he could get it more advanced.

The sword that suddenly appeared in the enemy's heart just now was naturally Shirai's method.

It was a method similar to Shirai Heizi's method of using steel needles to subdue gangsters, and it was also one of the most commonly used methods in the Space Department. The difference was that Shirai Heizi usually used it to threaten others.

Shirai directly sent the bamboo stick sword into the heart of others.

He is not a benevolent man.

Of course, if these people calm down and analyze, they will find that both the magicians who died at the beginning and the people who died trying to maintain the scene have the same actions.

They stopped in place without moving.

But they had no chance of realizing it.

Because they all died at the hands of their own people.

Shirai did a count just now, among this group of people, only 20.00% died at his hands, and the remaining 80.00%, most of them died from the guns in the hands of their companions and the hands of those magicians.

This method of killing the enemy is a bit troublesome, but the advantage is that it doesn't take too much effort.

The night was still long, and he didn't want to waste his limited energy in the hands of such a small character. He still remembered that there might be a thunder and lightning rune magician who was still watching him in the dark.

Let the hound troops stay to clean up the battlefield, while Shirai continued to rush to the next destination with a bamboo stick and sword alone.

Group number: 627945015, come in and have fun if you have nothing to do, there are only four people including me, so let's have a few more people.

Also, the previous deal with Kanzaki Jushou was originally written in great detail, but after Mifune was given to Shirai as a slave, it was written a bit too much. It was blocked and had to be overturned and rewritten, but it was too hasty, and it seemed a bit Sorry for the haste.

(End of this chapter)