The air exploded, turning into a turbulent wave, sweeping across the entire open field in the form of a storm.
*KA-BOOM*
"Whoa!!!"
The sonic boom occurred right in the midst of over a dozen soldiers. The powerful storm forced them to brace their bodies and cling tightly to the ground with their lower bodies.
But in doing so, they had no time to shoot.
The distance between Hoshiharu and Bishou was only about twenty meters. With the burst of physical energy and the strong wind, he could accelerate and cover this distance in two seconds.
In those two seconds, the terrorists didn't have time to re-aim.
"No shooting?"
However, a few seconds were enough for Bishou to react.
In his assessment, Stella was highly restrained by him, and Hoshiharu was the greatest threat among the crowd, so he kept his focus on him.
Although the "sonic bomb" attack didn't surprise him, Bishou was shocked to see that Hoshiharu didn't shoot a bullet that would surpass his speed but instead took the initiative to rush at him.
This guy is lying! He doesn't have that ability at all!
Such thoughts flashed through Bishou's mind.
*BUZZ*
Immediately afterward, he saw a sword shining with a dazzling, soft silver light like rippling water appear in the opponent's hand.
"A swordsman... Ahahaha! How foolish!"
Bishou's confidence instantly soared.
After witnessing Stella's defeat earlier, this person hadn't learned from her mistakes and dared to use a cold weapon like a sword to attack him.
It was true that the reflector was an active ability. To reflect the opponent's attack, he needed to react quickly. But when a slash came from the front and wasn't as fast as expected, he could easily block it.
Ten meters.
Three meters.
One meter.
Smiling confidently, Bishou extended his left hand, and the ruby ring on his middle finger emitted an ominous light.
He could already imagine the scene of his victory.
"—Flickering Light and Passing Shadows!"
In the blink of an eye, the other party had arrived in front of him and muttered a faint phrase.
"Eh?"
Bishou was suddenly stunned.
Because Hoshiharu did nothing, he simply raised his sword and passed by him.
No, it seemed like he did nothing. The sword appeared to vibrate slightly, and there was a strange sound effect, but other than that, there was no movement.
"Planning to attack from behind? Don't even think about it... Huh?"
Bishou was about to turn around.
*SCOFFS*
Suddenly, a neat slash mark appeared on his left wrist, and then his left hand with the ring fell from his wrist due to gravity.
A large amount of red blood spurted from the severed wrist, forming an arc in the air and staining the ground red.
"What happened?"
Bishou didn't even react for a moment.
To activate the reflector ability, he needed to see the opponent's attack.
However, at that moment, something seemed wrong with his senses. His consciousness was blurred for a moment, as if in a daze, and then his left hand was inexplicably cut off.
"My hand-!"
After a moment of daze, immense pain struck.
Bishou's expression twisted, and the tattoo on his face wrinkled. He clutched his severed left wrist and howled in agony.
"Huft..."
Hoshiharu passed by, stopped, and panted slightly.
The ancient breathing method for physical bursts sounded very useful, but in essence, it was just a method of explosively channeling all the accumulated energy in the body in a short time.
It was equivalent to opening the valve wide and then using all the energy at once, sacrificing battle duration for a burst in a single round.
Hoshiharu circled behind Bishou, intending to use him as a hostage to make the terrorists surrender.
But when he turned around, he saw the terrorists falling one by one under a blaze of fire.
Concerned about losing hostages, Stella had killed everyone, using <> to incapacitate over a dozen soldiers.
"A good teammate."
Under the protection of Empress Dress, bullets were meaningless to Stella.
However, it was very difficult for him, especially when facing many attacks, his ability would be at a great disadvantage.
Since only one target could be set at a time, <> was an ultimate one-on-one skill and very poor in group fights.
Hoshiharu stretched his arms, then slashed at Bishou's back, who was wailing.
He promptly switched the Device to Illusion Form, and with one slash drained all of Bishou's physical strength, causing him to roll his eyes and faint. Only the blood continued to spurt from his wrist.
Seeing this, if he didn't try to stop the bleeding, he would die from excessive blood loss in less than twenty minutes.
"Stella, Shizuku, Hoshiharu, are you alright?"
Only after a dozen terrorists were taken down did Ikki's figure appear from the staircase on the third floor, leaping down, and landing firmly on the square tiles over ten meters high.
"Ikki, you're late!"
Stella immediately threw a fiery glare at him, "What if Hoshiharu didn't show up just now and I really had to strip!"
"Sorry, sorry, I actually wanted to come out immediately, but Alice wouldn't let me..."
Seeing Stella angry but also very distressed, Ikki apologized profusely.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. But in the current situation, the overall situation must be considered."
Nagi walked down the stairs, clasping his hands toward Stella, who was glaring angrily.
In the current situation, if they appeared, they might provoke the terrorists and endanger the hostages.
When Hoshiharu appeared on his own initiative, they were actually surprised while hiding in the darkness, but they didn't expect he could scare them with just a few words.
"After all, it's not like we gained nothing!"
Nagi snapped his fingers, and under the gaze of several people, a dark spring emerged from the ground.
From the shadowy world made up of shadows, figures emerged one after another like a pile of Arhats. They were all dressed in black and wore gas masks.
"My ability is to control shadows, and I'm very good at stealth attacks, so I cooperated with Ikki to capture all the remaining hidden terrorists."
He said with a smile.
Including Bishou, a total of twenty-eight terrorists were all defeated through the efforts of several Knight Students.
"Ah!"
"You guys, let go of Bishou-sama, otherwise, what will happen to this hostage? I can-"
*BAM*
With a loud thud, a black iron fan struck the neck of the last terrorist mixed in the crowd from behind. He rolled his eyes and quickly fell to the ground as if he had been pampered.
"You did a good job, but you're too happy too early. You shouldn't be careless until the end."
Nene retrieved her iron fan and said to the others with a smile.
A total of twenty-nine terrorists, thanks to the efforts of the Students Knight and teachers, were all defeated.