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"Hey, Ito, what are you doing?!" Mikoto Misaka, who couldn't stand it anymore, jumped off the viaduct and roared at Makoto Ito.

Ito Makoto's behavior has touched Misaka Mikoto's bottom line. This behavior that makes people fall into the abyss of sin and falls in the painful hell makes Misaka Mikoto unable to bear it anymore.

"It's nothing, it's just that this Harutoki Kikami who gave ten thousand people despair, experience the feeling of hell." Hearing Mikoto Misaka's roar, Makoto Ito said lightly.

In Makoto Ito's opinion, killing Harusheng Kikami is not enough to offset Harusheng Kikami's sins. Then letting her live in the hell of despair is the best way.

"This is too much!" Mikoto Misaka ran to Makoto Ito and shouted loudly at Makoto Ito.

"Is it too much? I don't think it's too much about what she does." Looking at Mikoto Misaka, Makoto Ito frowned and said calmly.

"This, that, she just wants to save her students. Although the solution is not very good, the purpose is good. Can you not do this?" Mikoto Misaka said with a confused look on his face when she heard Makoto Ito's words.

"Can you say these words to those who have been involved in the Fantasy Osaka incident? Can you say these words to those innocent classmates who were attacked by the Fantasy Osaka user? Do you dare to say these words loudly to those who have fallen into a coma due to the Fantasy Osaka incident?" Looking at Mikoto Misaka standing in front of him, Makoto Ito sighed and said coldly.

Too naive, too kind, too childish, how should you face the darkness in life like this? Looking at Misaka Mikoto, Makoto Ito thought lightly.

"That. This, woo..." After hearing Makoto Ito's words, Mikoto Misaka whimpered and didn't know what to say.

"I can't say it. Since this is the case, let's get out of the way. I still have a lot of things to talk to this Haruto Kikami. I did something wrong. No matter what, I have to take responsibility." Mikoto Misaka who was blocking him, pushed away. Makoto Ito looked at Haruto Kikami who couldn't stand firmly and said lightly.

The attack from Ito just now did not take away Haruho Kikami's life, but this attack had already seriously injured Haruho Kikami.

"Wow! Ah..." When Ito Makoto was still about to say something to Haruto Kikami, Haruto Kikami made a miserable scream.

Through fantasy, Mishanda Harutoki dominates the brains of ten thousand people. However, is the brains of these ten thousand people so easy to control? Without a strong heart and without enlightenment, how can you control this power?

Most users of the fantasy hand have no heart to control the power, so they are controlled by the power, lost in the power, and do things they dare not do on weekdays. This has caused many incidents.

Haruho Kikami, who held the heart to save this student, could barely control the power brought by the brains of these ten thousand people, but Haruho Kikami, who had used his abilities a lot before, was afraid of Haruho Kikami, who was shaken by Makoto Ito's words, could no longer control this powerful power.

"What's going on!" Mikoto Misaka, who heard Harutoki Kiyama's sad chant and felt Harutoki Kikami's pain, looked at Makoto Ito and asked in confusion.

"Don't look at me, I guess I don't have the heart to control the power. So the power has gone wild. Well, this is not bad. I don't know what it is coming out. It should be worth my expectation." Looking at Harutoki Kiyama who was trapped in the madness, Makoto Ito touched his chin and said softly.

"Rampage?!" Mikoto Misaka said in confusion when she heard Makoto Ito's words.

"The Internet... is out of control." After saying that, Chunsheng Mu fell down. A strange fetus with a halo on his head, a water-blue inside, a flesh-colored outside, and a deep red pupil escaped from Chunsheng Mu's body.

"What is this?! Fetal? Physical changes, this ability, I have never even heard of it..." Misaka Mikoto said a little dazedly at the strange monster with a halo.

Mikoto Misaka was frightened by this sudden change.

"No, this is the condensation of ten thousand people's despair, and it is the sadness of ten thousand souls." Feeling the breath spread by the fetus, Makoto Ito sighed and said softly.

The breath of despair, the feeling of sadness, and the sorrow of ten thousand incapable souls, condensed into this monster - the fantasy beast through the AIM standpoint.

"Ah...ah..." The monster born here through fantasy hand emitted the wail of the soul, to life, ability, and to yourself.

With the wailing of the fantasy beasts, a violent storm swept over.

School District 7, Shuisui Institutional Hospital.

A medical institution that takes in all the students who are unconscious due to the use of fantasy hand.

"Doctor, it's not good, all the patients are running wild." The nurse who walked quickly to the ward with the attending physician and quickly reported to the doctor.

"What's wrong? Has consciousness been restored?" The doctor asked quickly when he arrived at the ward and looked at the patients struggling on the bed.

"No, I was in a coma just now, and suddenly I... "The nurse who suppressed a patient reported quickly.

"Together?" the doctor who took out a spotlight and asked in confusion.

"The other patients have all had the same symptoms, and their consciousness has not recovered yet, as if they have had a nightmare." The nurse reported quickly while suppressing the patient.

"What happened..." Looking at the patient who kept wailing, the doctor gritted his teeth and said in confusion.

School District 11. Expressway.

"If you are so sad, then I will send you on your way." Makoto Ito, who waved his hand and suppressed the storm, looked at the condensed body of the souls of ten thousand people who showed a sad and despair breath, and said lightly.

After saying that, Ito Makoto was about to execute the monster. The power of space gathered in Ito Makoto's hands, and a transparent colorless ball of light appeared in Ito Makoto's hands.

Fantasy beasts have immortality and will continue to regenerate with attacks, but for Makoto Ito, this is nothing. The immortality born from the network built on Fantasy Hands is the same intensity. The souls of ten thousand people are just destroyed together with Fantasy beasts, so the so-called immortality will be killed directly.

This attack by Makoto Ito is a trick that can destroy the souls of these ten thousand people and the fantasy beasts together.

"Wait, Mr. A, the phone number!" When Ito Makoto was about to bombard the attack that destroyed the souls of ten thousand people, Kuroko Shirai jumped to Ito Makoto and shouted loudly with the phone holding it up.

Everyone present saw Makoto Ito's behavior, and Makoto Ito's words just now made everyone who watched it very uneasy. At least, the terrifying aura of that move shocked everyone here. Even the fantasy beast felt the breath of death and kept wailing.

Watching Shura Kaori here through satellite, I felt that the wrong Shura Kaori was so inappropriate that he quickly called Shirai Kuroko. If Makoto Ito was bombarded with this blow, the fantasy beast would die, and the souls of ten thousand people would also die, and all those who used the fantasy hand would fall into eternal rest. They would not be able to wake up until the moment of death.

"Hey, that one?" Looking at the phone number Shirai Kuroko handed in front of him, Makoto Ito answered it in confusion and asked softly.

"Senior Ito! I am Kazura Kazuri! Satoshi also used his fantasy hand, please! Save her!!" Kazura Kazuri shouted excitedly.

"Saten. Does Satoko? "Makoto Ito frowned when he heard Kamikazu's words.

Although pursuing Satoriko is a joke, since I have said the confession, I can’t just kill it just because I’m afraid of trouble.

That's right, Ito Makoto has a way to remove this so-called fantasy network and let the ten thousand users of the fantasy master wake up safely, but it's too troublesome, so Ito Makoto is ready to destroy this fantasy beast with one blow, and at the same time destroy the souls of the ten thousand people condensed on the fantasy beast.

"Well, it's Sato Leiko, the one that Ito classmate once confessed to!! Ito classmate, please!" After hearing Ito Makoto's question, Kamira Kamikawa shouted quickly.

What, Mr. A, a passerby, once confessed to this Satoriko. How could this Satoriko be the enemy? Hearing the words of Chukura Kaori on the phone, Shirai Kuroko thought in black air.

Damn it, this Ito-Kun is actually a playboy. It's not enough to have Aster. He confessed to others, wanting to knock him off. Hearing Kamikari Kamikari's words, Mikoto Misaka looked at Ito Makoto in anger and thought.

"I know, after all, I confessed to Satori. Although it was not accepted, since she was in danger, it should be saved as a farewell gift." After sighing, Makoto Ito said to Shuri Hakura on the phone. After saying that, he hung up the phone and gave the phone to Kuroko Shirai.

As expected, it looked a little troublesome. Forget it, just practice. Looking at the wailing fantasy beast, Mako Ito thought with a wry smile.

"Well, Mr. A, what are you going to do?" Seeing Makoto Ito step by step towards the fantasy beast, Kuroko Shirai asked a little worriedly.

Not only was it worried about Ito Makoto, but also about the ten thousand people involved in the fantasy mafia incident. Ito Makoto's iron blood just now brought Kuroko Shirai in.

"Of course I'm going to save the souls of ten thousand people, although, forget it, I won't say it." Makoto Ito said lightly, looking at the wailing fantasy beast coldly.

After saying that, Makoto Ito instantly appeared on the head of the fantasy beast. He patted his hands and locked up the fantasy beast with a colorless and transparent square space cover.

"It's really a little troublesome to deal with it." Looking at the fantasy beast wailing and moaning in the space cover, Makoto Ito frowned and said.

Mako Ito is good at destruction, although he has some redemption skills. In essence, Mako Ito is also a destructive god-killer. No matter how good the power is, it is used for redemption at the beginning of his birth.

“Ah…ah…”

"When I came to this city, I should have realized my dream and become a capable person's dream. But... dreams are dreams after all."

"No matter how hard you try, there will be high walls in this city that are famous for their talents, leaving only miserable daily life, trampled and ignored...every day."

"I always feel that LEVEL0 is a defective product."

“I can’t forgive me.”

"No."

"You may not understand how hard we work every day."

"That expectation sometimes feels too heavy."

"I want to be a capable person anyway."

"That's a helpless thing..."

"I have nothing."

"Hate yourself without power."

"No matter what, I can't give up this longing."

The fantasy beast sealed in the space cover kept wailing, emitting strange sorrows to the surroundings, the sorrows of the incompetent people. Despair of abilities, sadness of life, and wailing towards reality.

"I always feel so pitiful." Looking at the fantasy beast in the sad chant and feeling the sadness of the fantasy beast, Kuroko Shirai said involuntarily.

Is the girl's feelings? Is it sympathy for the weak? Shirai Kuroko has it, but Ito Mako has no at all. Listening to the wailing of the fantasy beast, Mako Ito, who felt very annoyed, wanted to tear the fantasy beast apart.

"Since it's so painful, can't you just die? If you die, there will be no pain!" Ito Makoto, who was so quarreled by the voice of the fantasy beast, frowned and shouted loudly.

"Hey, what are you talking about, Ito!" After hearing Makoto Ito's words, Mikoto Misaka was so angry that her whole body was electrocuted.

However, does Ito need to care about Mikoto Misaka's dissatisfaction?

"Isn't it your own choice to come to the academy city? Be responsible for your own choices. Since you have done it, don't regret it." The light, the white light, gathered towards Ito Makoto's right hand, forming a strange funnel.

"Did you lose yourself by looking forward to ability and yearning for ability? Ability is not the whole of life. Isn't ability a sad thing? Can't you survive without ability? Why do you have such a miserable cry? Is it apologizing to the six billion ordinary people in the world for me?" Dark, dark dark gathered towards Ito Makoto's left hand, forming a constantly beating pocket watch.

"If you really can't stand the life here. Isn't it okay to get out of this school city? If you are so unwilling, just work hard again. No, what's that? You have to know that humans have infinite possibilities. Don't hesitate in such a place. Give me, work hard again!" The light in the right hand and the darkness in the left hand gathered in front of Mako Ito's chest. The funnel and pocket watch intertwined each other to form a colorless sword. Holding this colorless sword, Mako Ito roared and waved it down at the link point between the fantasy beasts and the souls of ten thousand people.

"What is that!!!" *N looked at the strange sword in Ito Makoto's hand, and everyone present was stunned.

This is unscientific!!! Looking at the swords that exuded the power created by Makoto Ito that suppressed the entire academy city, everyone who watched it roared in their hearts.

This is not scientific, but it is very magical, the combination of light and darkness, the intersection of time and space, the sword that builds chaos, cuts off everything, and cuts off bonds.

"Break it for me!" Makoto Ito, who cut to the link between the fantasy beast and the souls of ten thousand people, roared loudly.

"Oh...ah..." The fantasy beast whose connection with the fantasy network was cut off, screamed miserably. After a scream, the fantasy beast calmed down.
To be continued...