Chapter 158: Genius Grindmaster Tongma arrives at the Sky Casino...
When Douma arrived at the Sky Casino, Suzuki Kawa was still standing in front of the console. The system told him that the data here was normal and it would not crash easily.
The psychics behind him were still in a daze, but their eyes kept changing, as if they were lost in some dream.
In the system of psychics, Douma's ice-based ability is actually not outstanding, and there have even been similar psychics appearing a long time ago.
So at the beginning, neither the Port Mafia nor the Armed Detective Agency took Douma seriously, until they discovered that Douma's special ability contained toxins, then they began to pay attention to him.
However, Douma is still slightly inferior in their assessment of people with special abilities.
Going back in time, manipulating gravity, materializing objects, illusionary space, completely independent space... to the unsolvable "No Longer Human", among the myriad of bizarre superpowers, the superpowers of ordinary natural attributes are naturally nothing.
"I smell the scent of that place on them... Is it a mark?" Douma stood at the door of the operating room, with a smile on his face and a relaxed tone.
Suzuki Kawa turned around and said, "Your mission is to defeat them, Douma."
"Eh? Am I alone? That's really a bully. There are young and beautiful girls here, it's really hard to do anything. Adults, don't you really consider converting me again?" Douma took out a golden fan from somewhere, opened it, and sighed.
Suzuki Kawa refused: "Not considering it."
A golden mark flashed between the brows of several psychics, and their surroundings instantly changed from illusion to reality.
What came towards them was an icy storm that swept them up at once and smashed through the wall of the operating room. The physical fitness of the psychics had been strengthened, and ordinary storms could not shake them, but the power contained in this icy storm made them all smell a breath of terror, so they chose to retreat.
Outside the operating room is a platform located at the bottom of the Sky Casino, which is an excellent fighting location.
The five psychics stood up on both sides, and Douma jumped down and landed steadily on the platform.
The brilliant golden light of the setting sun fell on his white oak hair, and his colorful eyes were almost dyed golden orange. He had his usual smile on his face. It was just an ordinary upward curve of his lips, but it always gave people a subtle sense of coldness.
If it weren't for what Douma had done before, his smile and words would be extremely friendly. Although he always said inappropriate things, no one could refuse those sincere and beautiful eyes.
How could someone with such strange eyes be a bad person? It was clearly a gift from God.
Douma has been the leader of the Eternal Paradise for hundreds of years. Unless he wants to show his edge, he is the least aggressive one. If he can only appear at night and live in a dark environment, who would have thought that this leader with a handsome face and a gentle smile is an unforgivable cannibal.
But none of the five psychics present were fooled by his appearance.
The illusion they just fell into was woven by Suzuki Kawa himself. They fought against Suzuki Kawa alone, and the opponent resisted the attack perfectly. When the stalemate came, Douma suddenly appeared.
Their memories seamlessly connected to reality, and the light golden mark disappeared silently without leaving any trace.
Douma is a powerful psychic, but not to the level of the Hounds or gravity manipulation.
It's just the ice type. The Hound has dealt with ice type mutants before.
The golden fan reflected the last rays of the setting sun, making them extremely dazzling. Douma waved the fan, and the golden light flickered. He said with a smile: "Ah, one against six."
A cold light flashed above his head, and Suehiro Tiechang's long sword fell from the sky at a swift speed. Douma took a few steps back and raised his golden fan. A sharp sound was heard. The long sword pressed against the golden fan, but it was difficult to pierce the golden fan.
Suehiro Tetsuji's eyes flashed slightly, and he stopped fighting. The length of his long sword shrank and returned to its normal length.
The evening breeze blew up the cloak of his uniform. The young man stood opposite Douma, facing his attack. His hat pressed down his black hair, and his face was calm.
"I'm really relieved to see that no one died at the hands of adults. After all, I've been with you all for a while, and I've always been thinking about you all." Douma had a smile on his face, but his words made everyone present frown.
The clothes he wore were not common modern ones, but rather somewhat retro, somewhere between modern and contemporary times.
It is very similar to the clothes of the later period of the Eternal Paradise Sect.
Douma's ability contains toxins, and the frost will have a huge impact on the lungs, but as long as the main body is quickly eliminated, the ice-based ability will also be solved.
This is the simplest and clearest method.
This was also the original idea of the detective agency and the port mafia.
But if Douma could be dealt with so easily, these two gangs wouldn't have been troubled by Douma's disruption for so long.
Almost no one could survive more than three seconds in the ice and snow that swept across the sky.
Dazai Osamu said that the president's swordsmanship might be able to compete with Douma, but after all the things that happened later, he never tried it.
Logically speaking, Yasha Shirayuki, who also wields a sword, has a great advantage against Douma, but Douma always brought Tsugakuni Yoriichi with him every time he appeared. Tsugakuni Yoriichi's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, so there is no hope of winning at all.
But... Douma is alone now.
Izumi Kyoka's fingers turned slightly white as she held the phone.
But Suehiro Tetsuji in front had already swung his sword again. He came to support his teammates, so naturally he would not waste any more words with Douma.
Besides, he himself is not good at speaking.
Douma smiled as he faced the long sword that was swinging at him at an extremely fast speed. He continued, "It's a very fast sword technique, but I've seen swords that are even faster. Oh, it brings back some unhappy memories."
He only held a golden fan in his hand, and as he waved his arm, the sound of metal clashing continued to ring out amid the dense sword lights, and he actually perfectly caught every attack.
"Supernatural power——"Memories of the Severe Winter"!"
Douma paused in his grip on the golden fan, and as the long sword approached, a smile spread across his face. "Ah, you can control my fan."
But the next second, he was still holding the golden fan and firmly resisting the long sword of Suehiro Tetsuji. The fan was covered with a layer of frost, and "Plum in the Snow" was activated. Suehiro Tetsuji tried to shatter the fan by lengthening the blade.
However, his already slightly solemn expression suddenly darkened, and he immediately released the "Plum in the Snow". However, the inertia brought by his special ability made him retreat several meters, all the way to the edge of the platform, with ten thousand meters in the sky below.
Tachihara Michizo murmured, "What's going on? His hands are definitely made of metal..."
"Ice has completely blocked your special ability." Okura Yezi saw the key at a glance, "But this level of hardness... is rare." She had hardly ever seen anyone who could rely on the hardness of special abilities to force Suehiro Tiechang to retreat.
"Let's go together." She made the decision.
Douma flipped his wrist, and an ice fan appeared in his other hand. He said in a distressed voice, "I only had time to make one fan. Alas, the master withheld all my salary. This was funded by Ando-kun. I can only make do with this fan made of ice."
He raised his eyes, his colorful eyes never seeming to show anger or seriousness: "Are you all finally going to go together? I'm really looking forward to it."
He was greeted by the raised long sword of Yasha Shirayuki.
The attacks of the Shikigami can be instantaneous, but those present are not ordinary people, so they can still barely see Yasha Shirayuki's movements.
As soon as Yasha Shirayuki raised her sword, an ice vine instantly pierced the Shikigami's throat. As the Shikigami controller, Izumi Kyoka was the first to notice the loss of Yasha Shirayuki's power.
The girl's fingertips holding the phone turned paler and paler.
"Supernatural power——"Moon Tiger"!"
Nakajima Atsushi's tiger-like figure was the fastest among all the psychics present. He also used unprecedented strength to pounce on Douma.
Douma turned his head and opened his eyes wide. When his body was knocked away, his happy words were still ringing in the air: "Ah, what a fast speed——"
His body flew backwards and had already exceeded the range of the platform. Below the platform was ten thousand meters in the air. If no one came to help, there would be no possibility of survival.
Nakajima Atsushi stood at the edge of the platform, staring at the scene in disbelief.
The platform made of thick ice blocks was first a place for Douma to stand, and then it became an island in the sky that spread wildly. Under his feet, there were ice-colored lotus flowers, and translucent lotus leaves and vines that emitted cold air grew in an intertwined manner.
Several waist-thick ice chains lead to the Sky Casino, securing this island in the sky.
At the same time, a little man sat on each of the ice chains. His clothes and hair were exactly the same as Douma's. He had thick chains under his hands, and his legs were swinging. His blurred facial features looked at the people on the platform.
"It was so fast that even I couldn't dodge it. But fortunately, I didn't fall down." Douma smiled, revealing his fangs that were sharper than those of ordinary people.
He looked at Nakajima Atsushi, whose face was slightly pale. "Atsushi-kun always manages to surprise me when I'm not paying attention. Although he looks weak, his abilities seem to be stronger than many people's."
"But... just strengthening the body is useless." The curve of his mouth widened, and the platform under the feet of the opposite mutant was quickly frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye. Vines grew wildly, and the ice and snow looked like a layer of golden gauze under the setting sun.
But the cold air became more intense.
They suddenly felt difficulty breathing.
Okura Yezi gritted her teeth, drew the long sword from her waist, moved her body, and attacked Douma. Seeing this, Tachihara Michizo and Suehiro Tetsuji also followed.
It is clearly the most common natural ability, but it can exert such powerful power.
Douma held two fans in his hands and faced the three hounds without any serious expression. He smiled and resisted the attacks again and again.
Nakajima Atsushi watched the battle on the island in the sky from afar, his pupils trembling.
Every time, every attack and pincer attack was taken by Douma with a perfect posture. At first, he did not fight back, but just looked for the absolutely perfect posture for defense in the airtight attack.
Izumi Kyoka controlled Yasha Shirayuki to try to cut the ice chains, but those little ice men launched attacks that were almost indistinguishable from the original Douma.
Nakajima Atsushi watched Douma go from defending at the beginning to launching a counterattack in an instant without any warning. His counterattack came swiftly, but it was an effective way to fight against the three hounds.
The wind and snow created by the golden fan directly blew Okura Yezi's body away. The elusive ice vines entangled Tachihara Michizo's hands and feet and lifted him into the air. Two crystal princesses appeared and entangled with Suehiro Tetsuji.
A young man with white oak hair walked out from the wind and snow, waving a golden fan. His colorful eyes swept over the three people and he smiled, "Ah, I understand your attacks now. They are indeed very powerful."
No matter how sharp the "Snow Plum" was, or how terrifying the explosive power was, the shattered crystal princess solidified again in the blink of an eye and continued to attack Suehiro Tetsuji.
Tachihara Michizo, who was bound by the poisonous vines, gradually turned pale, and his lungs suffered great damage with every breath he took.
His special ability is of no use to Douma.
Douma stood in front of Okura Yezi, squatted down, and said with a smile on his face: "I heard that you summoned the demon form of that adult, it's really amazing."
Okura Yezi also inhaled a large amount of ice and snow, and was having difficulty breathing. She stared at Douma's smiling face.
A series of setbacks all happened on the same day. Okura Yezi's mind collapsed several times, but she quickly adjusted herself. However, when she met those colorful eyes without any emotion, the air she breathed in was poisonous but unavoidable. It was as cold as the dry ice in Antarctica that had been frozen for thousands of years.
She saw the brilliant sunset in the sky being drowned by fiery clouds, and the cold blue hue of the sky was like the current in the deep Antarctic sea.
"Where are you from? In the Hound's records, there has never been a natural-attribute mutant who can achieve this." Okura Yezi spoke, and although her voice was difficult, she still asked stubbornly.
Could such a powerful psychic really appear out of thin air?
Douma looked at her with a smile: "Me? I've only been a psychic for... well, less than two months."
“These are all innate abilities.”
"Mirror Flower!"
Nakajima Atsushi's shout rang out behind him, and Yasha Shirayuki intervened in the battle and teamed up with Suehiro Tetsuji to eliminate Crystal Princess. Suehiro Tetsuji's sword was empty, and he activated his special ability without hesitation.
The blade of light cut through the cold evening air and headed straight for Douma.
Nakajima Atsushi's eyes widened, his face filled with joy: "I hit it!"
The "Snow Plum" that can bend and extend continuously was once able to crush even the White Whale.
Suehiro Tetsuji gripped the hilt of the knife, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Douma, with his back to them, was being pierced by a blade of light, and blood was spreading all over his body.
Okura Yezi's face became more and more ugly.
"Wow, this is truly a touching collaboration." Douma's frivolous voice sounded from above.
The smile on Renhu's face froze, and he raised his head slowly, only to see a tall ice Buddha under the remnant clouds, which was also covered with a gray-blue hue in the dim skylight.
Doumo sat cross-legged on Bingfo's shoulders, opened his fan with a swish, and said with a smile, "You guys are really slow, even slower than Ando-kun."
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