Japan.
Inside a warehouse.
Matsubara Asuka slowly withdrew her hand from the body in front of her.
He glanced at his own bright red palm with utter disgust.
"Heh, I already promised you I wouldn't use weapons. You can't even win a hand-to-hand combat. You really should reflect on why you're so weak yet still come to Earth to cause trouble."
After saying that, Matsubara Asuka took out a handkerchief from her pocket with her unblemished hands and began to wipe her blood-stained palms.
The body that had lost the support of Matsubara Asuka's hand collapsed to the ground.
The warehouse was already considered large, but now it was filled with wreckage.
Moreover, without exception, they all died from having their hearts pierced by something sharp.
"Ring ring..."
The phone rang. Matsubara Asuka casually tossed aside the blood-stained handkerchief, took out her phone, and answered it.
However, his tone was very flippant: "Hehe, old man, I've already taken care of those aliens."
On the other end of the phone came a steady old man's voice: "Hmm... I understand, but you need to change your arrogant personality. Although the Braco aliens are not good at fighting, such underestimation of their enemy will lead to a great loss sooner or later."
Although the old man's words were well-intentioned, Matsubara Asuka knew it.
However, it's not that she doesn't like to listen to it.
"Tch, you need to be cautious when fighting that kind of trash? When that Magma alien came to Earth to cause trouble before, you told me to stay put. If you keep doing this, you'll suffocate me."
After venting her frustrations, Matsubara Asuka glanced down at the corpse of the Braco alien and curled her lip in disdain.
"The weapon that junior from Magma Star possesses is too dangerous. It would be a waste to fight him just for combat experience."
The old man's tone was clearly a little lacking.
Matsubara Asuka seized upon the old man's momentary weakness in his tone and quickly launched an attack, saying, "Can that junior's strength compare to yours? Even if I am no match for him, you could at least save me. It would be such a pity to give up on such a strong opponent."
At this point, Matsubara Asuka's temper flared up.
"Alright, what do you want this time?"
The old man's tone suddenly changed, and he began to speak in a completely different style.
"550,000, transfer it to my card. I've recently taken a fancy to a motorcycle."
Matsubara Asuka chuckled.
Like a little witch who has succeeded in her trickery.
The old man probably guessed her request and smiled indulgently, saying, "Is it the latest Limitvortex released by the Federal Government? Come to the car dealership to pick it up later."
Despite this, the old man still transferred 550,000 yen to Matsubara Asuka.
When the payment notification arrived on her phone, Matsubara Asuka's expression suddenly changed, and she asked seriously, "By the way, old man, you've always said that after that great battle, powerful beings are basically impossible to appear. So why is that old bastard, Pytters, still alive?"
Matsubara Asuka is filled with a desire for battle and hopes to fight a strong opponent.
However, that is based on the premise that there is no overwhelming advantage in strength.
If she were to fight Magma, she would be confident of turning the tables.
But if it's about fighting that guy, Fetus, who's lived for who knows how long...
Forget it then, I'll just continue to play it safe and develop my character.
"Logically speaking, he should have disappeared, but I don't know why he survived."
After a pause, the old man added, "Let's observe first. It would be even better if we could find the human form of Fates."
The old man lived a long time and knew some of the greatest weaknesses of certain races.
However, no matter how long they live, they probably wouldn't guess that the power of the Puntes is now divided in two, each placed in one of the two humans.
"Alright, you can help me clean up this mess. I'm going to get my new car."
After saying that, Matsubara Asuka ignored the old man's rambling and hung up the phone.
Even if she didn't listen, she knew about the old man's nagging.
It was nothing more than telling her to exercise more, not to reveal her strength, not to fight with ordinary people, and not to ride a motorcycle all the time; it was time for her to buy a private car.
Please, she'd much rather have a two-wheeled motorcycle than a four-wheeled idiot.
The art style is futuristic, and the shapes are streamlined.
This is much cooler and more agile than a private car.
Moreover, the recently released Limitvortex from the federal government is exactly to her liking.
It's packed with a high-tech feel, and the engine sounds like a roaring wild beast.
The blue and black color combination is absolutely stunning.
Of course, Limitvortex also has significant drawbacks.
Firstly, because it is a heavy motorcycle, it appears somewhat clumsy, making certain high-difficulty stunts extremely difficult.
However, because it is a heavy motorcycle, it is very durable.
Moreover, it becomes very difficult to control once it accelerates, just like a wild and unruly horse.
Those who are not skilled enough are very likely to be left behind.
It's a motorcycle for veteran riders.
However, compared to the advantages of Limitvortex, these disadvantages seem insignificant.
First, it's solar-powered, environmentally friendly, and you don't have to worry about running out of gas halfway through your journey.
Secondly, the design is incredibly cool. During the day, the black color is very eye-catching, while at night, the blue color glows. Especially when it's speeding, it looks absolutely stunning.
Yes, what Matsubara Asuka cares about most is whether someone is handsome or not.
After all, looks come first.
As for danger?
She, who killed an alien with her bare hands, needs to worry about this kind of thing?
Thinking of this, Matsubara Asuka yawned and stretched.
His body suddenly swayed and inexplicably disappeared.
Like a ninja who appears and disappears without a trace.
All that was left were corpses scattered on the ground.
"Cough cough...that monster..."
Suddenly, amidst the countless corpses, a half-dead Braco alien stood up.
His wound was bleeding continuously.
However, he was lucky and did not die immediately.
"Damn it...this is the only thing we can use..."
The Brako alien dragged its heavy steps and slowly walked toward the corpse of one of the dead Brako aliens.
Then, he slowly pulled a scarlet test tube from his pocket.
The strange liquid flowing in the test tube gave me an uneasy feeling.
The Braco alien bit his lip.
He then opened the test tube and drank it all in one gulp.
"ah!"
Power continuously filled his body.
Meanwhile, the seemingly bloated body continues to expand.
They became strong and tall.
"Bang!"
A loud bang.
A monster fifty meters tall slowly stood up.
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