Number 11 gripped the knife with both hands, pointing it at Nineveh; his eyes behind his goggles were filled with anger and ferocity.
She never imagined that someone would actively expand Void Zero.
Even more unexpectedly, Fagar actually had a way to bring Nineveh out of the void!
Enraged, Number 11 pierced through the barrier with a single strike, the flames engulfing the blade flickering like fangs. Number 11 crouched slightly, poised to pounce, as if ready to charge out at any moment, seemingly prepared to perish together with Fagar.
Nineveh stopped the interrogation, shifting her gaze from the members of the society in her hands to Number 11, whose expression was incredibly complex.
Number 11 ultimately did not directly attack Faga. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said, with a fierce but weak expression:
"How did you manage to do that... tsk, whatever you're trying to do, now, immediately, right now! Put Nineveh back into Hollow Zero, then confess and submit..."
We'll talk about the legal issues later, on the 11th. Besides, you can't find a prison to put me in.
Before Number 11 could finish speaking, a calm female voice suddenly vibrated in the air, as if she were indifferent to life and death, and nothing could move her anymore.
Nineveh's nuclear light flashed, and soon after, sounds surged towards Number 11 from all directions like a tidal wave:
I know exactly what I'm doing, perfectly well!
"You know nothing!"
On the 11th, she suddenly went berserk, her emotions like a dam collapsing, the floodwaters that had been contained were no longer restrained and poured down all at once.
Buzz!
The flames on the fire sword suddenly surged, as fierce as a tiger, surging and rushing.
Whoosh!
Number 11 leaped up and suddenly burst out of the tiger's mouth, raising his fire knife high and slashing down at Nineveh's neck.
Nineveh remained unmoved, while Fagga's expression turned slightly cold as he slowly closed his eyes.
The next instant, a large, fan-like hand suddenly appeared in front of Nineveh's neck.
Number 11's eyelid twitched slightly, and a sense of unease immediately welled up inside him.
Sure enough, the moment he made contact with Nineveh's large hand, Number 11 felt a tremendous force coming from the blade.
[Sigh!]
Nineveh let out a strange cry and suddenly exerted force with his large hand.
Completely defenseless, Number 11 was immediately thrown out, crashing to the ground and bouncing up again, falling down and bouncing up again, repeating this three times before finally sliding out close to the ground, crashing into a broken wall dozens of meters away before finally coming to a stop.
Rumble!
Gravel fell from the broken wall, gradually covering Number 11.
Number 11 barely opened his eyes. His thighs felt like they were filled with lead, and his waist felt like it was carrying a weight of a thousand pounds. Even with all his strength, he could only lift two fingers, pointing shakily at Nineveh's departing figure.
“Fa...Gha..."
Thump!
Number 11's neck tilted to the side, and he completely lost consciousness.
Not long after, two female voices and a mechanical male voice sounded next to Number 11.
"In the end, we were too late; Nineveh had already escaped."
[Tsk, how many times do I have to say it? This is clearly my biological brother! As a pureblood vampire, how could I not recognize our family's abilities?]
The indifferent female voice rang out again: "Faga has no reason to do such a thing. Maybe it was Black Fa who did it."
[How could Black Law have that kind of ability?]
"That means the Black Mage kidnapped Fagga and forced him to..."
[This is even more impossible, okay?! I'd rather believe that the person lying down there is Blackfa...]
"Hey, hey, hey, this is getting more and more off-topic, you two. I feel like if I don't speak up soon, Mr. Fagga's image will spiral into the sky along with Miss Number 11, who's buried in the rubble!"
Billy finally couldn't stand it anymore and acted as a peacemaker between Hoshimi Miya and Misa, trying his best to persuade the two to stop arguing.
"snort!"
Hoshimi Miyabi and Misa both snorted softly. The two, who had just been bickering, immediately started working together again to dig out number 11 from the ruins.
Billy looked around, then his eyes lit up. He found a spot to lean against, moved Number 11 over, patted her back, and pinched her chin to feed her water.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Number 11 was apparently choked by Billy's rough handling and couldn't stop coughing.
Misa raised her eyes slightly, somewhat surprised: [Wow~ She actually woke up. No wonder she's a clone; her physical abilities are incredible.]
I just don't know if it's the same cloning technology used on me.
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