[3rd POV]
Northeast barrack
Unlike the Northwest barrack, the battle between the rebels and the city soldiers in this place was much less intense. The reason was that the entire force of the two sides at this time was only 2 people. Those who remained, if not lying under the rubble, becoming chunks of meat on the ground, would have all thrown their weapons and fled.
Standing on the mountain of corpses were two figures. Both of them had large muscular bodies. A man in a commander's uniform on his scarred face was a large hole that almost destroyed his entire jaw and part of his left cheek, blood trickled down from the wound but this man still had a smile on his face, laughed like it was just a scratch.
Facing him was a man all covered in metal armor, on his back were large spikes twisted like drills. He looked like a giant metal hedgehog. Although the man's injuries could not be seen, his armor had become disfigured and had worrisomely-looking crushed parts, it was clear that the man's injuries were even more serious than the commander, but there was also a smile on his face.
The two are now facing each other, holding hands. On the surface, it looked like a contest of strength between two friends, but the truth was much more serious than it looked. If one person relaxed their muscle even for 1 second, their hands would be crushed by the other person.
" What a waste! For a mighty warrior like you to become Alan Gurrag's hunting dog!"
" Haha, I wanted to say the same to you, it's a waste for a talent like this to fight for scum, murderers."
The armored man's expression twisted with anger, he abandoned the two men's implicit agreement for a legless duel and unleashed a kick to the commander's crotch. However it was a wrong decision, When his feet were off the ground in less than 1/10 second, he lost his balance and was knocked over by his opponent. His palms were instantly crushed. The sound of bones breaking mixed with the sound of metal being crushed, but still, no scream or pain expression came out of the armored man. The commander was also not walking free from the attack just now, stuck in his palm were hundreds of small iron drills.
" What an interesting Teigu perhaps it would suit me better than a criminal like you!"
" Say that after you get out of here alive!"
The two continued to fight each other with the last of their strength, the armored man received countless blows from the commander, the blows were like sledgehammers pounding at him making every bone of his fracture or broken, his muscles were torn but he didn't flinch, his broken palms became two drills, in the storm of fists, he landed some hit on the commander body made him land some hit on the commander making some holes on it.
As the battle drew to an end, a figure suddenly landed between the two. The guy has curly hair like a rambutan and wearing a tight rubber suit from head to toe.
" I was going to wait until this battle is over but time is running out, sorry."
Although they did not know who this stranger was, the two immediately changed their targets to him. The armored man fired countless drills that were even faster than bullets at the head of the rambutan guy - Gochi, for some reason he didn't even move to dodge. All the drills slid away from him. The commander's fist punched Gochi straight in the face however just like the drill, it slipped from his face. The commander took a look at his fist, a foul-smelling sticky white liquid was sticking to it ( Sp*m :D).
" The hell?"
Gochi's hand grabbed the commander's nose and mouth in exchange for a powerful kick to his ribs sending him flying nearly 10m. A normal person would have died from being hit by such a kick but Gochi didn't seem to be hurt at all.
The commander covered his face, he tried to shake the liquid from his nose and mouth but couldn't, it solidified like glue sticking to his nose and mouth making it impossible for him to breathe. The commander tried to stay calm, he was able to hold his breath for at least 5 min, however, if he had to fight these two for 5 min it would be almost impossible. While he was thinking about what to do, the man in armor spoke up.
" Although don't like it but I think we should work together to deal with this guy before continuing our match."
This was an unexpected turn of events, even though the commander was a warrior, in near-death situations like this he should seize every possibility, he nodded and moved toward the armored man, showing his back completely as proof of sincerity. Gochi frowned upon seeing this, he looked at the armored man.
" We're on the same side, I just came here to collect that." - He pointed at the armor
" As if I can trust someone who showed up midway while both sides were injured. I guess you're just another dog of Alan Gurrag. The guy next to me, at least he doesn't use coward tricks like you."
The commander snickered inwardly, when he done with the rambutan head, he would find an opportunity to attack the armored man before he could prepare. The battle would be too disadvantageous if he continued to let hit dignity get in the way.
The two men signaled to each other. The commander would attack while the armored man covers from afar. Seeing this Gochi sighed, slightly regretted his decision. Gochi should have killed the armored man before his stupid brain pushed Gochi into this situation. A strange storm covered the western sky, it was Ryuu's ultimate move which also meant that Shana group was in a hard fight.
He had to quickly complete the mission before any incident happened. Gochi took a defensive stance, his Teigu, although extremely effective in defense, was not without weaknesses. In front of him was the notorious commander of the city guard, Gustank, who had participated in countless battlefields. The other person was once considered to be one of the candidates for the NightOwl. With these two, they should soon realize the weak point of Gochi's Teigu. He had to be very careful with his attacks.
Both sides stared at each other, no one moved, both of them thinking of strategies to deal with their opponents as fast as possible. But suddenly, Gochi let out of his defensive stance, he sighed and leisurely walked over to the other two. Gochi's strange behavior confused his opponents.
" Gochi, we can finish the job here."
A soft, emotionless feminine voice suddenly came from behind Gustank, sending a chill down his spine. He had no idea when, a woman in a full-body ninja-looking suit stood behind Gustank, in her hand was a kodachi with a black blade. Gustank immediately turned around and deliver a strike. Just when the giant fist of him was about to hit the woman, It was split into two vertically. Gustank's bones and muscles had been modified by metal and machines, yet it was cut as easily as cutting through butter, before the pain could even reach Gustank's brain, the scene before his eyes changed and he saw his body collapse like a puppet with its strings.
Gochi walked over to the armored man who was standing completely motionless however when he touched the body the upper part of the armorer man slid down, as soon as it hit the ground, it continue to split into 4 parts, the head, and 2 arms.
" Lily… you don't have a grudge against this guy, do you?"
" I don't have time for such unnecessary things, quickly gather Tegu and go."
Gochi removed the helmet from the armored man, his entire armor immediately shattered like glass.
" Mission completed, immediately return to the rendezvous point."
Northeast barrack casualties: 1500 rebels, 300 city soldiers
Onobu Western Prison
This place was where 90% of Onobu's prisoners were held, where all kinds of criminals from ordinary thieves to murderers but the most important ones were prisoners of the revolt army. Currently, the detention Center was bustling with gunfire coming from outside. The number of guards in this place was more than that of the two barracks. No matter how hard the rebels tried, they couldn't get through the prison gates. At least from the outside.
" The hell? What happened to Block A?"
" Warden, among us… there was a spy."
" Damn it!"
The scene was extremely chaotic because most of the prison guards had been sent to fight the rebels outside, the rest were less than a hundred and with only a few guns against thousands of prisoners. The scene inside the prison gradually turned into carnage.
Somewhere in the S-section of the prison, a group of prisoners gathered, their faces and expressions were different from normal prisoners. They were led by a man in a prison guard uniform. They didn't care at all about torturing the guards, there was only one thing they had to do right now. Area S was the home to the most dangerous and important criminals, there are only 10 people here, among them at the red door at the end of the corridor, hanging the SS sign.
" Sir, a-are we really going to do this?"
" This is an order from Jun, even though I don't want to do this at all but he could be our strongest weapon in this war."
'Creak' the sound of the iron door opening and all the rebel group members broke out in cold sweat. Inside the door was complete darkness.
"Jinrou… we need your help."
In the dark were yellow eyes that were only seen in beasts. A soft laugh came out and then the voice of a young child.
" Help? Such a funny word, how can I help you in this situation?"
They can hear the 'Tinkling' sound from something like chains.
" If you want my help, please help me take these things off."
The whole group of people gulped, they looked at each other however none of them carried torches.
" What happens, why are you shaking? Rest assured, I promise I won't do anything to anyone who helps me get out of here."
Everyone hesitated, some wanted to step up but when they looked at those inhuman eyes, their limbs became shaky. The youngest of the group, a boy about 12-13 years old took all his courage to step up.
" S-Sir leave it to me."
The man in the prison guard uniform nodded and handed him the keys. The boy timidly stepped into the darkness, the area of the cell was like another world, the stench was so strong, he thought he stepped on something like a puddle of water and then something like a branch small tree, the sound of 'Crack' kept coming from under his feet.
" A little bit to the right, yes, that's it."
The golden eyes were still watching his every move in the dark and giving instructions. He groped on the ground and accidentally touched something round, his hand rubbed to feel its shape, hard, rough, 2 small holes to fit 2 fingers.
His heart beat faster and faster, he prayed this wasn't what he thought it was.
" Hurry up, we don't have much time!"
The voice from outside woke the boy, he tried to concentrate on finding the keyholes and opening them all. 'Thumb, clank!' the sound of heavy metal falling to the ground and in just a blink of an eye two golden pupils were close to his face. The boy's whole body was lifted off the ground, he could feel something sharp cutting into his neck.
" Y-You promised."
" Hehe… Yes, I did promise to spare you, but the other me didn't."
The boy's voiceless scream was heard followed by barbaric sounds of fresh tearing, terror engulfed the group outside. Guns pointed at the cell area.
" 'Inhales'…. Ah. My brother, we can finally reunite."
"J-Jirou! Stay back!"
" You must be hungry for so long, let me feed you some flesh."
Gunshots and screams resounded in the S-block, but after a few seconds, the area returned to its quiet state.
The west Onobu became hell. The criminals who escaped from the prison immediately gathered in groups to burn down and broke into the houses of citizens. People trampled on each other leaving their possessions in order to escape the area. Scenes of people being killed, tortured, and dragged out on the street, but this time the victims were not the people of the outsiders but the exemplary citizens of Onobu. Laughter rang out among the insurgents as they witnessed the devastation of Onobu. Many of whom joined criminals in raping women on the streets.
Meanwhile, in the prison, only a few survivors left. A clear voice sang across the cells. It was a famous song about love and forgiveness.
Under the table, the warden trembled like a rabbit when he recognized the voice.
" That's it, it's all over."
The singing became more and more clear, accompanied by soft footsteps and the hiss of something scraping against the wall. The warden clutched the pistol in his hand, he shoved it down his throat. When the sound of footsteps entered the room, gunfire immediately rang out.
" How could some people get desperate so easily~"
Under the lights of the warden's room was a shota-looking figure only around 13-14 years old. Black hair, wild yellow eyes, on his face was a smile that exuded innocence and mischievousness, if it weren't for the bloody prisoner uniform, everyone would think this was a normal cute boy. He walked over to the warden's desk and leaned his back on the wooden chair, his gaze drifting to the entrance of the room, and then he let out a charming smile.
" Uncle, if you want to assassinate someone, you should at least hide your killing intent."
Entering the room was a man in a yukata robe, his face could not be seen clearly because it was hidden behind a white mask with only one hole for one eye. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, before Jirou could utter a word the man approached him.
" Not even a greeting ~ Such rude."
The man's katana cut the table in half however Jirou was no longer there, He was already behind this man before the man could react there was a hole in his chest. Jirou juggled the still-beating heart of the man in his hand before shoving it into his mouth.
" Itadakimasu~"
However, as soon as his teeth bit into it, Jirou's whole body froze.
" Ah—"
" What's wrong? Didn't like the taste?"
The man finally spoke, he looked unharmed even without his heart— The hole in his chest disappeared as if it had never been there. Jirou looked at what was in his hand, it was indeed a heart but not of the man.
The scene before his eyes blurred and Jirou fell to the ground motionless.
Musui carefully approached the corpse of Onobu's most notorious serial killer. To make sure, he cut off his head before retrieving Teigu. As he stepped out of the corridor the sound of a sharp object grazing Musui's head cut off a few hairs. In front of him were two unusually tall men. A man with 4 arms, muscular body, in his hands are 4 iron rings with sharp ends. The other was unusually thin had his forearms reaching to the ground, and his weapon was a long spear.
" Two heads of hydras huh? What's a pleasure."
" To know our existence. It seems that there's even a rat among us. We should report this to Alan sama when we come back."
" Don't worry. You two don't need to report about that thing."
" Haha, and why is that?"
" Because your heads stay here."
The intense laughter came out of the two men's mouths, as the two were about to make their move. A silent 'slashing' sound swept through the air. Fear appeared in the spear-wielding man's eyes as his comrade, the four-armed man, was reduced to a headless corpse lying on the ground. At the same time, a metal clash resounded on his neck, if not all of his bones were replaced with special metal his head would have fallen to the ground. He immediately threw a sphere-looking object to the ground and an explosion occurred. At such close range even Musui couldn't dodge the entire explosion, his mask shattered his right hand and his body was covered with shrapnel and burns. The spearman has disappeared. Musui clicked his tongue, the wounds on his body weren't too serious but it wouldn't be nice if they got infected. Musui tore a piece of shirt from a prisoner who died on the ground and used it to cover his face, just as Musui had disappeared from prison, a headless figure took its head and rose up.
Onobu prison assault casualties: 700 prison guards, 500 citizens, 300 from the rebels army
Teigu info:
1 Gochi's Teigu:
- Name?
- Slippy wet body rubber suit that can make objects slipped
- Secrete glue-like liquid super sticky => can use to block the mouth and nose and seal the opponent's breathing (effective against demon slayers :D)
- Ultimate?
2 The full armor guy's Teigu
- A helmet that turns into body armor
- Name?
- Shoot tracking drills to retaliate against any hit/slash/projective (Can't do this if the wielder is dead)
- Shoot drill from (can't shoot when the hands were held)
- Strong defense
- Self-repair
- Ultimate?
3 Jirou's Teigu:
- ???