A certain Pikachu's railgun

This is a rather strange feeling. It is obviously underground, and the surrounding area is also a fairly tight airtight space. No matter how you think about it, such a strong wind will not be born.

It was such an unreasonable thing, but it was staged on this three-story underground square. From just now, the body of Fang Accelerator was constantly entwined with a light black gust of wind, and the resulting energy light group was so overwhelming that Su Mo couldn't breathe.

Considering the almost abnormal computing power of Accelerator, it is not incomprehensible that such an unconventional thing happened.

Although the state of Fantasy Killer was still on him, Su Mo obviously overestimated his own strength. Under such a powerful attack, he could only watch helplessly as his clone was sucked into the black wind little by little, and then slowly shattered until it disappeared.

In other words, was this kind of attack really sent by Accelerator? Su Mo searched the memory in his mind, but he had no impression of this kind of attack at all. In this way, he couldn't even come up with any effective countermeasures, and he didn't know how long it took. Even himself, under the strong attraction, slowly flew towards Accelerator's body.

What was even more frustrating was that the black wind seemed to be effective only on himself, but when it came to sister Misaka, it was in a calm situation. It could be seen that Accelerator, the party who made a real fuss, seemed to want to get rid of Su Mo first, and then make other plans.

As for the last work, even though this little guy still has a conscience, she kept staring at Su Mo with a rather worried look. She wanted to run over to help several times in a row, but unfortunately, the fear in her heart made her unable to do the kind of actions that seemed quite simple in normal times.

That is simply not the energy that humans can emit. Such energy has surpassed the energy itself and has become an unsolvable existence.

Su Mo's body, in the process of flying around with the black wind, did not disappear directly like those clones. He just felt an unprecedented force constantly pulling his body.

Well, how should I put it, that kind of feeling is more like the master of a noodle shop, where the ingredients are prepared, and the diners eat it really refreshingly and chewy, but it is not a good thing for the dough itself.

Such strange metaphors kept flashing in his mind. Of course, if this was the only way, Su Mo could still survive by gritting his teeth a little. The key point was that due to the existence of Fantasy Killer, the situation around his body had been constantly decomposing and reorganizing since just now, and this cycle went on and on. Such a situation directly aggravated the power of this attack.

The combination of such and such coincidences made Su Mo keep stirring like clothes in a washing machine. It was dangerous but not dangerous. If I had to say it, it was closer to a sense of despair.

That's right, that's the feeling, damn it, when will I be able to get out of this damn place.

In a daze, Su Mo kept complaining in his heart. Fortunately, Accelerator realized his conscience and realized that such an attack had no effect. He frowned subconsciously, and he even made a movement that surprised Su Mo. He waved his right hand carelessly and gave Su Mo temporary freedom.

He certainly didn't think that Fang Accelerator was pitying him. Maybe after that, there would be even more powerful tricks. Thinking of this, Su Mo shook his head and forced his attention. Facing Fang Accelerator whose face was getting darker and darker, he showed a fearless look.

That's right, there is nothing to be afraid of, there is really nothing to be afraid of, no matter how you look at it, there are only 2 minutes left, and all the winners and losers will be placed within these 2 minutes. Thinking of this, Su Mo nodded subconsciously.

However, it was true that he was well prepared, that guy Fang Tongxing didn't play his cards according to the routine at all, and he didn't know that this guy had made a mistake. He gave up the advantage he had before and started to play close combat with Su Mo.

Faced with such provocative behavior, it is tolerable, uncle can't bear it, and Su Mo can't bear it either. If he loses to this guy who can't even do an uppercut, Su Mo can find a noodle and hang himself directly.

Since the opponent lost his greatest advantage, Su Mo would not be polite to the opponent. He kept waving his fists, and began to fight with Accelerator.

This kind of situation also made the last work who was hiding from the side to watch the play show a rather surprised expression. The manic man with an indifferent face who only knows how to yell and laugh has become so reckless.

This... what the hell happened?
Of course, Accelerator did not become a fool, nor did he become a fool. The reason why he did this was simply to test out new ideas. In his opinion, whether the stinky mouse in front of him or the test subjects this time, they were all just meat on the chopping board. He could do it whenever he wanted.

Thinking of this, a cruel smile appeared on Fang Accelerator's face. Taking advantage of the mouse's distraction, while avoiding the jagged tail, he suddenly put his right hand on Su Mo's body at lightning speed.

Suddenly, a bad premonition flashed in Su Mo's heart. That premonition was a reaction from deep inside his body, which made him break out in a cold sweat subconsciously.

Bang, bang, bang...

He felt his heart speed up suddenly in an instant, even with the interference of Fantasy Killer, it was the same, wait, no, it seems that the effect of the skill card is disappearing...

As time went by, Su Mo only felt that his body temperature suddenly rose, and his whole body became quite heavy. Apart from that, his eyes were blurred, which made him want to fall asleep.

I really want to sleep, I really want to sleep...

In a daze, Su Mo fell headlong to the ground, looking at the lifeless look, he was in a rather pessimistic state.

Accelerator looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, with a rather exaggerated expression on his face, and he gently placed his right hand on his right cheek, where there was a rather shameful mark.

That's right, this is the fate of those who dare to offend my uncle.

What he likes to see most is the despairing expression of the other party. It is a pity that he can't experience such emotions at all from some clones. Could it be said that all guys are not afraid of death?

Amidst such doubts, Accelerator slowly walked towards the direction of the Misaka Legion. In that place, there were piles of human sandbags, a bunch of guys who didn't respond at all no matter what he did.

Boring, really boring, can't these guys take a breath and let themselves see the surprises?

Accelerator spat secretly, in his heart, he seemed to want to end this boring game as soon as possible.