I, Accelerator, the strongest hero

Including myself, the so-called survival pressure of the entire Fubuki group's most feared enemy seems to be insignificant in someone's eyes.

Originally, in order to suppress her sister, Hell Fubuki originally planned to use everything she could exchange in exchange for Accelerator's joining.

It doesn't matter if it's the important thing that Chuuxue has kept her body like a jade for 23 years, she has the determination to exchange her whole body as a bargaining chip.

After all, Fang Accelerator is the first time in Hell Chuuxue's life that he has seen a terrifying strong man who can truly defeat his sister head-on, even monsters can't describe it.

Hell Fubuki thinks that if he doesn't seize this opportunity, it is very likely that he will lose the only chance to defeat Sister Tornado to achieve the No.

Even if it is to rely on the exchange to get Accelerator to join, he will not hesitate to overwhelm Grandpa Tornado in the name of the [Blowing Snow Group] he established.

Hell Fubuxue's face paled visibly with the naked eye, and he was truly panicked, and his heart was obviously shaken violently like never before.

In front of someone, the strongest superpower who can break the prophecy alone, a woman?money?power?right?Those are just within reach.

Inherent pride, intelligent mind, good understanding, abundant physical strength, proud face, extremely seductive body, past efforts, not to mention the gap in the field of superpowers.

Repair 12

Yifang Accelerator is very clear that people in the other world tend to worship heroes like All Might who represent [relative justice] for the profession of professional heroes, and secondly yearn for the profession of [hero].

As their age grows day by day, the purpose will change differently, either for fame or for profit, which is by no means wrong.

As long as different professional heroes based on these purposes are protecting others, there is nothing wrong with not losing professional ethics.

After all, a saint-like existence like All Might is extremely rare. (No marriage, no offspring, no consideration of one's physical condition, sacrifice of oneself for the sake of social order.)

Professional heroes are also human beings who need to eat and live.

It is undeniable that All Might has indeed set an example, becoming the banner of social order and affecting as many as two generations. He has truly seen the truth of the world, still loves life, and even goes one step further.

To sum up the words of the heroes of that world in this sentence:

"The job of a professional hero is to die to deliver on those beautiful words."

And now, the nameless world that Accelerator just came to, seems to be using an extremely ironic expression to deny the world that someone has lived in for almost two years.

It seems that this nameless world is correct.

However, Accelerator is not a hero.

The essence is still that Accelerator who claims to be the evil party.

After all, no matter how many people he saved in the other world, he could not offset the sins he committed in Academy City.

The blood of the younger sisters and the godless gaze will still be entangled in the deepest part of his eyes.

Therefore, Accelerator only intends to do what he can do.

Whether it's a vicious party or a scumbag, they have no right to speak of heroes.

The only thing a person can decide is his own preferences.

That's it.

Even if he is the most corrupt scum, a scum who doesn't even have the qualifications to save others.

This does not mean that he can only watch these scumbags trample on the dignity of the heroes on this side, recklessly for his own cowardice and dark and disgusting behavior.

Accelerator is not used to it.

He intends to tell this unknown world some truths he got from those people who seemed to be flickering with fire.

Sometimes the truth doesn't make sense, so just talk about it with a fist.

I can't get out of depression, I have to spit out my chest full of loyalty.

Accelerator walked to the side, and the trio of transcendent heroes stood between them and the passers-by. He stared at them with red eyes, twisted his mouth and laughed mockingly.

"Hahahahahaha, I haven't recalled this feeling for a long time."

While talking, someone walked up to the leader, the mushroom-headed fat boy, and asked deliberately while holding his collar easily with one hand.

"I don't know if anyone has told you, an idiot, if you don't need the eye, please give it to someone who needs it."

"If you can't speak, it's best to clamp your pig's tail tactfully, and how about closing that dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory?"

"Of course, you don't have to."

"Just, at your own risk."

The body of the mushroom-headed fat boy was in someone's hands, and he was already afraid because of someone's laughing words, but he looked at the people around him snobbishly, and the subtle courage seemed to return to his heart.

Fat Boy pretended to be calm and roared.

"Where did you get the new hero from?"

"How dare you get angry with me like this? Why are you angry with me?"

The mushroom-headed fat boy had preconceived ideas, thinking that someone standing beside the hero trio must be a hero with little reputation.

"Besides, don't the funds for the activities of the Heroes' Association depend on everyone's donations?"

"Since we have all spent money, if we don't protect us well! Wouldn't it be troublesome for everyone!"

"Let's talk again! If you do this again, you won't be afraid that I will donate the money to the association! Will you return all of it!"

Fatty spoke more and more happily, as if all the truth stood by his side when he spoke.

The surrounding people are also echoing Fat Boy, anyway, why not do it when someone is the first bird.

"that is!"

"that is!"

"Take back the money that belongs to us!"

"Take back!"

Accelerator sniffed at this and said with a smile.

"It seems that idiots don't understand human speech."

Someone said, and threw Fat Boy into the sky in full view.

"-----what!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Help! I don't want to die yet! Someone help me!"

The trio of heroes still wanted to take action but was stopped by someone's eyes ahead of time.

That slightly murderous look.

The moment Fat Boy was about to fall to the ground, Accelerator caught him steadily.

It's just that the fat boy who was still high-spirited just now, thinking that God is the first and my reason is the second, his face full of fat is already covered with tears, disgusting snot and fear.

At this time, the grinning Accelerator had turned into the most terrifying demon in the world in his eyes.

Of course, at certain times and in certain situations, this metaphor holds true.

Accelerator still squinted his eyes and said with a mocking smile.

"It's rare that I have time today, so I can play with you to the end."

"How does it feel to walk on the edge of death? Happy? Very happy, right?"

While talking, someone ignored his cries and threw it into the sky again.

This time, after landing, people could smell a strange smell.

Fatty actually urinated directly.

Someone's diabolical words continued.

"It looks like our little pig has peed, hahahahaha."

"Didn't you just say that anyone can go up?"

"What? You don't intend to continue to insist on self-theory at this level?"

Immediately afterwards, this person flew high above the sky for the third time, and before landing, he foamed at nothing and passed out.

Accelerator's eyes seemed to be on fire, and he glanced around.

People can't help but take a step back.

The boy with white hair and red eyes asked brazenly.

"Who else?"

"Stand up and let my uncle take a look."

Sure enough, these people neither dared to leave, nor even dared to stand up and admit their incompetence.

Accelerator tilted his head and concluded with great regret.

"This is really an unlikable and ridiculous world."

"A group of lying wastes can actually dictate to those standing."

"My uncle's interest has been ruined by you bastards."

When someone who lost interest was about to leave, the three heroes looked at him and nodded slightly.

It means "thank you".

After leaving that area, a certain person came to another city alone. While observing the surroundings, he was thinking about the right and wrong adjustments he had just seen.

Belonging to the trio of unsung world heroes, being thankful didn't make Accelerator feel any better, and he didn't even feel the slightest sense of refreshment in his heart.

And this city is very strange, there is not even a single person on the roads of a town of this size.

Someone had no choice but to launch a large-scale vector perception, and there was a person left about four or five blocks away from here, probably the last person in the city.

Someone trying to figure out what was going on quickened his pace.

A few seconds later, Accelerator met the last person as he wished.

It was a man with blond hair wearing a black knit hat and the same black T-shirt.

He also held a crowbar in his hand, pulling a pile of goods.

Someone thought with some disappointment, isn't this just a sewer mouse (habitual thief).

The man stood at the corner of the street and said to himself as he watched the goods being fully loaded.

"How can someone die after being bitten by a mosquito, and if you can steal so many things every day, it doesn't matter how many mosquitoes bite you."

It was only then that the habitual thief noticed the existence of Accelerator, and he asked suspiciously.

"Ah, why are you still here, young man?"

"Didn't the broadcast over there just issue an evacuation order?"

Someone ignored him, but looked towards the other side of the road.

The habitual thief took a bite hard and fell to the ground, he whispered suspiciously.

"I shouldn't...meet a colleague."

Before he could continue to think about Accelerator, a black shadow at an extremely fast speed crossed the face of the habitual thief.

This made his scalp tingle a little, but the habitual thief didn't want to lose face in front of the brat who might be with him, he turned his head and pretended to be calm and looked at his knitted hat that had flown away and pretended to ask himself.

"...Is it the wind?"

What he didn't notice was that there was a black shadow like a wave surging from the ground to the top behind him.

Soon those black shadows made up of mosquitoes turned into fierce snakes and coiled around the habitual thief expertly.

The sense of restraint quickly transmitted from the ankle finally made him flustered, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

Seeing these scalp-numbing black figures with beeping noises about to hit his face, out of the desire to survive, he walked towards the side that was safe and sound, calling for help hoarsely.

"Please, please help me!"

Someone turned a deaf ear and simply stepped on the ground lightly.

--boom!

In an instant, the ground under someone's feet cracked into several shapes, and with his position as the center, it exploded violently like a mine.

The first to spread out was a circle of highly directional shock waves, followed by countless gravels that were cut by the air during the process of floating in the air, and turned into sharp needles the size of sewing needles.

Those living black tides composed of fierce and abnormal mosquitoes collapsed into black powder the moment they touched the first round of shock waves, and more black mosquito waves that did not try to entangle the habitual thief were all wiped out. An equal number of gravel needles penetrate the ground.