Chapter 912: Dust Settles
Front calmly looked into Lin Wuming’s eyes, neither shaken nor disheartened by his defeat.
At the same time, blood light exploded on his body again; both Hu Feng Toumi’s “Absolute Penetration” and Shinkanzaki Kaori’s “Only Flash” had exceeded Front’s defensive limit.
The projectile controlled by Misaka Mikoto finally broke through his defense and embedded itself in his body.
Front, however, seemed to feel no pain, looking at Lin Wuming—Next time, Our…
“Next time?” Lin Wuming scoffed, saying, “Do you think there will be a next time?”
“Of course, there will be.” Front’s figure suddenly dimmed.
The firepower attack suddenly missed, and Shinkanzaki Kaori swung “Only Flash” again, but only hit an afterimage.
It was another substitute or illusion, no wonder the opponent was so calm and composed. However, being forced to use such a life-saving escape technique also meant that Front had been pushed into a desperate situation.
Lin Wuming took out the last remaining small steel ball from his storage slot and looked forward. His gaze was unfocused, simply taking in all the scenery before him.
Front’s stealth magic was indeed powerful; Lin Wuming couldn’t find any trace. As for Mind Power scanning, it was too inefficient and not suitable for such a large-scale search.
But it didn’t matter—Lin Wuming blinked, and starlight twinkled in one of his pupils.
“Found him, Wuming-senpai!” Shokuhou Misaki said, directly marking the target’s location in his sight.
“You’ve been a great help… Mikoto, do it!” Lin Wuming directly transmitted his words to Misaka Mikoto’s ear through Mind Power.
The “Mind Power Acceleration Cannon” roared out, and at the same time, following the trajectory of that cannonball, Misaka Mikoto’s “Railgun” also fired.
Like an eagle struck by a hunter, Front’s figure appeared out of thin air, plummeting in mid-air.
“I told you, you’re not Our opponent,” Lin Wuming murmured to himself.
Throughout the entire battle, the only attack Front truly dodged was Misaka Mikoto’s “Railgun”; as for other attacks, including Lin Wuming’s “Mind Power Acceleration Cannon,” he always chose to meet them head-on.
Clearly, in his judgment, the “Railgun” was the truly threatening attack.
Therefore, this decisive final blow was delivered by Misaka Mikoto.
Silence enveloped the battlefield; apart from the drones still continuously gathering from afar, the entire battlefield seemed to have come to a standstill.
Even Lin Wuming was filled with uncertainty, wondering if this battle had truly ended.
Misaka Mikoto, who had personally delivered the final blow, looked even more bewildered: “Did I hit him? Is he okay?”
Misaka Mikoto had used “Railgun” on people before, but actually hitting a target… This was the first time.
The “Railgun” was overpowered; when used to attack soft targets like the human body, it could easily result in a gruesome outcome where nothing was left.
Misaka Mikoto certainly didn’t want to be so bloody and brutal.
However, that Front seemed completely unharmed—did he really get hit?
Finally, Shinkanzaki Kaori, without any hesitation, personally went to Front’s side and knelt down to examine him.
She gently shook her head, then stood up, gave Lin Wuming a thumbs-up, and shouted loudly: “He has lost consciousness and can no longer fight, Lin Wuming, you won!”
—Lost consciousness, which means he’s not dead yet?
Lin Wuming clicked his tongue in secret; as expected of a combination of a Saint and God's Right Seat, his vitality was truly strong!
The girls behind him finally cheered, high-fiving and hugging in celebration.
Lin Wuming stood up, abandoned the wheelchair that had reverted to a pile of parts, and came to Front’s side.
Front lay motionless on the ground, his eyes tightly closed, showing no reaction at all.
In the very center of his chest, there was a charred wound the size of a bowl; through the wound, one could see stark ribs and deep red internal organs—this should be the result of that “Railgun” just now.
“God's Right Seat, Front—wielding blue, water, the moon, and the rear,” Shinkanzaki Kaori murmured, then looked up at the sky, “Tonight is a full moon, so he must have received a significant boost, right?”
—Not only that, but also the factor of his Saint Mother physique.
Lin Wuming thought to himself, now that he recalled, Front indeed had the advantage of timing in today’s battle.
Under the moonlight, one could indeed see the injuries on Front’s body recovering at a visible speed.
Lin Wuming’s heart stirred, and he switched to the Mind Power scanning perspective—sure enough, moonlight enveloped the surface of Front’s body, and together with his body, it was performing a rhythmic motion at the same frequency.
Accompanying this “rhythm,” the moonlight gradually merged into Front’s body, and the speed of his injury self-healing also accelerated.
This self-healing efficiency was almost comparable to Kazakiri Hyouka’s!
Seeing Lin Wuming staring at Front without a word, Shinkanzaki Kaori became a little nervous: “Lin… Wuming? You wouldn’t want to kill him, would you?”
When facing a powerful enemy, it was common practice in the industry to eliminate the root cause and leave no future troubles. Shinkanzaki Kaori herself had a “no-kill” principle, but she also knew it was impossible to bind others with the same standard.
Just looking at the battlefield before them, it was clear—the fight was so intense that Lin Wuming and Front were already in a life-or-death situation, so it was only natural for Lin Wuming to want to kill his enemy now.
But Shinkanzaki Kaori had learned Front’s identity from the Knight Captain, and for the sake of the British Puritan Church she served, she was somewhat unwilling to see him perish here.
“Hmm?” Lin Wuming observed the resonance between Front and the moonlight intently, not even raising his head as he responded, “Kill him… Do you want to kill him? To avenge the Knight Captain?”
“No, no, no,” Shinkanzaki Kaori quickly shook her head, “Since Front has already been defeated, it’s better not to kill him if he can be captured alive.”
At this moment, Shirai Kuroko Space Movemented here with Hu Feng Toumi, and Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki also rushed over, riding a cloud of iron sand—after an intense battle, Shokuhou Misaki no longer had the strength to continue traveling, and the battlefield terrain was so destroyed that it was truly unsuitable for a lady to set foot.
Seeing Front in such a tragic state, Misaka Mikoto breathed a slight sigh of relief—thank goodness, he’s still alive!
But then she became wary again—after being subjected to their concentrated firepower and then taking a “Railgun” from her, he was still alive! His injuries didn’t even seem that serious… Was this guy really human?
“Queen of the Church, we… are we too late?” At this moment, Itsuwa, leading the Amakusa-style members, finally arrived at the scene.
