It's not a column, it's a railgun

Purgatory Anjurou used the breath of flame to cut off the ghost's second attack on Misaka Makoto.

He stared at each other's every move with piercing eyes.

Yiwozuo snorted softly: "I haven't seen that kind of thing before, so I just looked at it, I didn't expect it to be so weak..."

Weak enough to make him sick.

The train that lost its support fell from the sky, but this time it fell from a low altitude, which was almost zero compared to the casualties caused by the Nightmare overturning the carriage.

Kamado Tanjirou almost couldn't wait to jump out of the window and ran towards Misaka Makoto: "Makoto!"

Zuihei Inosuke also broke out of the window, stood aside and looked at the ghost, the huge coercion oppressed him, so that he did not act rashly to fight.

Misaka Makoto lay motionless on the ground, her face was as white as paper, her slender and white wrists exposed outside were scratched by the sand, bleeding oozes out, and the wound was mixed with sand, making her look extraordinarily hideous.Blood was also slowly oozing from his head, his hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, and his eyes were closed tightly.

He was unconscious.

Tanjirou Kamado didn't dare to move Misaka Makoto's body casually, fearing that the injury would worsen, he knelt on the ground, felt Misaka Makoto's pulse with his hand, and felt relieved that the pulse was still beating.

Because of tension, the pain that was ignored due to the excessive secretion of adrenaline surged up after a sigh of relief. When he was slashing Nightmare, someone poked Tanjiro Kamado in the abdomen with an awl, bleeding a lot, and his body almost went limp He fell on Misaka Makoto, but finally kept his balance with his arms on the ground.

Misaka Makoto's breath was weak, and probably couldn't withstand his pressure.Tanjiro Kamado thought to himself while supporting his body with breathing techniques to reduce the blood flow.

It's really not easy for Makoto.If it weren't for Misaka Makoto, they wouldn't have cut off Nightmare's head so easily!After expending so much energy and saving so many people, but in the end he was wounded like this by a ghost, Tanjirou Kamado was burning with anger.

However, he is too weak now.It is impossible to participate in the battlefield between Mr. Purgatory and that ghost, and it is of no help to Makoto...

Too cruel... Kamado Tanjirou thought to himself.If he could be stronger, as strong as Mr. Purgatory, he wouldn't just be here helplessly looking at Makoto...

"Is Misaka boy still alive?!" Purgatory Kyojuro asked from a distance.

"Mr. Purgatory, Makoto has passed out!" Kamado Tanjiro shouted to Purgatory Kyojuro from a distance.

Opposite Purgatory Kyojuro, there is a ghost standing, just by sniffing his body, he can smell the strong stench, the smell is so sinister that Kamado Tanjiro's throat hurts.

Kamado Tanjiro understood in an instant that it was not a battle he could intervene in - his actions would bring trouble to Mr. Purgatory.

It was a ghost with strange tattoos, pale skin and pink hair.

"Not dead yet, but soon."

"I thought he was a strong man, but didn't you think he was a guy with nothing but superpowers?" Yi Wozuo sneered.

"You are not allowed to say Makoto like that!" Kamado Tanjiro shouted.

Yi Woza glanced over here, Purgatory Kyojuro blocked his sight with his body: "No, Misaka used his own strength to protect the people in the car, he is not a useless guy, he is a respectable ghost killing team pillar!"

As if he had heard some amazing joke, Yi Wozuo sneered, "Just him? His body is so weak that I want to vomit when I see it. I wanted to try to see what kind of strong person it is, but I didn't expect it to disappoint me so much!"

"I don't even have a bit of fighting spirit on my body, it's soft... but you, hey, how about becoming a ghost with me?" Yiwozuo said.

Purgatory Xingshoulang: "No."

"Then I can only kill you, and then kill them." Yi Wozuo said, "Such a weak guy is still Zhu. I don't understand the standards of your ghost killing team, tsk."

"A person like you who can be seen as strong with the naked eye is worthy of being a pillar!"

"Aren't you really going to become a ghost with me? After all, only the chosen ones can become ghosts!"

Purgatory Xingshoulang held a knife and said firmly: "No matter how many times you say it again, I will never agree to you!"

Yiwozuo: "What a pity..."

"Destruction Kill· Luo Needle"

He launched the blood ghost technique, and the battle was imminent.

Purgatory Kyojuro drew his sword, and there seemed to be flames surrounding him.

However, at that moment, Kamado Tanjiro suddenly noticed with sharp eyes that Misaka Makoto's finger moved!

This is how the accident happened!

Around Yiwozuo, many black thin needles quietly emerged. They are made of iron sand on the ground, vibrating at high speed, 360 degrees in all directions, and attacking Yiwozuo like a sandstorm!

"Makoto? Are you still awake?" Seeing this scene, Kamado Tanjirou immediately thought of Misaka Makoto who seemed unconscious.

The brown-haired boy with short hair lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes: "Sorry, cough cough, Tanjiro... I made you worry."

"Can you help me up?"

"Okay!" Kamado Tanjirou hastily and carefully helped Misaka Makoto up from the ground, and sat down.

Originally, the strength of Yiwoza's punch was enough to blow Misaka Makoto's head off, but at the last moment, Misaka Makoto summoned a large amount of iron sand as a buffer, and at the same time used emergency magnetic force to evade, attaching the magnetic force line to the train and pulling it away own.

But although he avoided the fatal injury, Misaka Makoto was not lightly injured.

The shock wave caused by Yiwoza made his head dizzy, and he couldn't think well at all. For Makoto Misaka, whose super powers rely on calculation, the head injury was a hundred times more serious than other places.

What's more, using emergency evasion also caused a lot of damage to his body. In order to achieve the evasion effect and avoid that blow, his physical body was under tremendous pressure. Now when he relaxes, his muscles hurt, and he can't even stand up. It's all hard.

"Excuse me..." Misaka Makoto whispered.

The dizziness in the head has not stopped, and there is also a faint urge to vomit, which may be a concussion.

Misaka Makoto had originally generated a large amount of electricity when preventing Nightmare from killing people. Not only did she release the current many times, but she also used magnetic force to pull the carriage closer, welded the train, and finally manipulated the entire train to hang in the air, consuming most of her energy...

The weakness of his ability is that if he continues to use his ability, he will be in a state where he cannot fully use his ability, which is similar to the fact that the battery has run out of power.Generally, this kind of situation is difficult to happen, but now superimposed on the state of concussion, it is extremely dangerous at present.

"Can you still wake up? I underestimated you." Yiwozuo avoided most of the iron sand needles, and some iron sand needles pierced into his flesh, but he didn't care at all, his muscles grew rapidly, and the iron sand needles that had been sunk Excluded from the body, he patted his body, easily shaking off the iron sand on the skin.

"Based on your strength, one punch is enough to send you to death, and you should die if you don't die." Yiwozuo looked at Misaka who was sitting on the ground with his head down, with interest. Makoto.

"Can you still use superpowers to attack?"

"Although it's very weak..." Yi Wozuo patted the iron sand on his body.

"But it's very interesting, I'm also a little interested in you." Yi Wozuo said.

"At first I thought he was the only one who could fight here." Yi Wozuo pointed to Purgatory Xingshoulang with his finger.

Purgatory Xingshoulang looked at him vigilantly, in case he was making a move.

"I hate weak people. Since you are not dead and can still fight, then come on. I am also very interested in your super power!"

Yiwozuo: "The human body is inherently weak, I allow you two to fight with me!"

"Yes, the third of the winding?" Misaka Makoto asked suddenly.

Tanjiro Kamado looked at the numbers in Yiwoza's eyes: "Yes."

"The strength is very close to that of the ghost king..." Misaka Makoto said in a low voice.

Yiwozuo has a keen sense of hearing: "Do you want to challenge Mr. Wu Mi just because of you? Wishful thinking."

Misaka Makoto: "How will you know if you don't try! If you didn't attack me suddenly, you might lose or win?"

"It's better to say that I have the confidence to kill you now!" Misaka Makoto said loudly suddenly, and coughed again because her lungs were affected.

Yiwozuo didn't care.

Emergency magnetic evasion caused too much physical damage to Misaka Makoto, and the pressure generated was not something ordinary people could bear.

"Please help me up, Tanjirou." Misaka Makoto whispered to Kamado Tanjirou again.

"Can you hold on?" Kamado Tanjiro asked him nervously.

"It's okay." Misaka Makoto said. "It's always necessary to help, after all, I am also... the same person as Mr. Purgatory."

He is now being supported by Kamado Tanjirou, barely standing up, looking very weak.

"The guy who can fight with me relying on the support of others... a strange person." Yi Wozuo said.

"Wait, what's your name? Does Kamizumi have a name?" Misaka Makoto asked casually.

"Yiwozuo." Yiwozuo replied, because this is his respect for the "strong" of human beings.

Purgatory Xingshoulang kept looking at him, afraid that he would make a sudden move, but Yiwozuo never moved.

Originally thought that Misaka Makoto could not withstand that punch, but unexpectedly he survived, Yiwoza was a little interested, of course he was more interested in Purgatory Kyojuro who had a strong fighting spirit: "Where are your names?"

Purgatory Xingshoulang: "Yan Zhu, Purgatory Xingshoulang."

Misaka Makoto: "Railgun, Misaka Makoto."

"Oh? Aren't you a pillar? Why didn't you report your name?" Yiwoza asked Misaka Makoto.

Misaka Makoto: "...You heard me wrong, am I not?"

"But Xing Shoulang said you are." Yi Wozuo found it very interesting. "That's right, a weak person like you is not worthy of being a pillar at all. Although you have strong superpowers, there is nothing you can do if you get close."

The regeneration ability of the third winding is not afraid of the voltage of Misaka Makoto's body protection, so he can attack Misaka Makoto so easily, otherwise the whole arm will be turned into coke.

"Let's not discuss this issue for now. You seem to want Mr. Purgatory to become a ghost. Although he is not happy, I would like to hear your opinion." Misaka Makoto said slowly again.

Purgatory Kyojuro suddenly stared at him with wide eyes, even Tanjiro Kamado looked in disbelief.

Purgatory Kyojuro: "Misaka boy, being a ghost is not a good choice!"

Misaka Makoto didn't look at him, but looked at Yiwoza and coughed twice: "You can try to convince me, maybe I am willing? After all, I will always survive."

Kamado Tanjiro was surprised: "Makoto, you—"

Misaka Makoto squeezed his palm behind his back, Kamado Tanjiro instantly felt relieved, Makoto must have his own way, he believed him.

Leaning against the stove door Tanjirou, he quietly took out the coin that was placed close to his body with one hand out of Yiwoza's sight.

"Oh? Of course it's good to be a ghost. It can recover quickly, regenerate limbs, live forever, and have the most energy. If a weak person like you becomes a ghost, use this superpower as a blood ghost technique, maybe It can be a winding..." Yi Wozuo felt that something was wrong while talking.

Why does this boy talk so much nonsense?But even if he talks so much nonsense, his condition won't get any better...it's just a slight recovery.

Although Yi Wozuo didn't mind him recovering a little bit in order to increase the fun of the battle, but now the delay is too much... He is not a ghost, and it is impossible for him to recover quickly.

Wait, what seems wrong? !The other party seemed to be wasting his time with meaningless nonsense!

"Are you trying to delay until dawn?!" Yi Wozuo looked up at the sky, suddenly alert!

The short-haired boy with brown hair could barely stand by relying on his companions. Such a person was not a threat at all, but at that moment, Misaka Makoto's fighting spirit soared so strong that Yiwozao trembled with fear!

"The answer is correct, so this is a reward!"

At that moment, Misaka Makoto tossed the coin upwards.