In the anime, people are in everyday Tokyo, but they are playing the reincarnation game Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Power Returns.

Prototype Mita simply didn’t have enough time to react before the bullet fired from the sniper rifle struck its right leg.

Even though Kato Megumi wasn’t an expert with firearms, it was impossible for her to miss at such a close range.

The sniper rifle bullet, carrying terrifying rotational force, instantly tore through Prototype Mita’s right leg, even sending the severed limb flying directly away.

“Zzzzzzz…”

Blood oozed from the severed end of Prototype Mita’s right leg, but at the same time, electric sparks flashed. Its head, resembling a puppet doll, rotated 180 degrees, looking at Kato Megumi, who stood there after firing a shot, in an extremely disgusting and twisted posture.

The next second, Prototype Mita’s neck suddenly elongated, with only a segment of spine connecting it, like the legendary Japanese yokai, the Nukekubi. It flew towards Kato Megumi, who stood there, with its mouth agape, at a speed difficult for the naked eye to perceive.

Facing Prototype Mita’s attack, Kato Megumi didn’t have time to put away her sniper rifle and retrieve her dagger and long sword. But at this critical moment, her expression remained incredibly calm and composed, as if she believed she would never be harmed.

“Castling.”

Just as Prototype Mita was about to bite Kato Megumi’s neck, Kato Megumi, who had been standing there, vanished. Appearing before Prototype Mita was Asagiri, who had re-donned his grey mask. Just standing there, he exuded a terrifying sense of oppression.

“Switch.”

“Bang!”

The moment the switch was completed, Asagiri used a simple, unadorned downward punch to smash Prototype Mita’s head directly onto the hard, lava-covered ground.

If a normal human had taken such a punch, their brains would probably have splattered. However, although Prototype Mita was the initial version of Mita that had passed review and officially launched, her design concept seemed different from Hat Mita and Kind Mita.

More like a monster from a horror game than a virtual girlfriend in a dating game, even after such a heavy blow, only a crack appeared on its jaw, and many fragments splattered.

“Oh, a legendary tank? You’re pretty tough.”

Watching Prototype Mita’s head retract and its entire body sway, making creaking sounds like a moving puppet, Asagiri commented lightly.

He hadn’t intended to kill it anyway. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have used his fist just now, but would have used the Cursed Rope Dart to directly pierce its head. Kato Megumi wouldn’t have aimed for its right leg earlier, but would have aimed for its head.

Mad Mita hadn’t yet eliminated the bugs that Mira and 2D Mita were contaminated with. If Prototype Mita were killed before that, it could cause Mira and 2D Mita to fall into the void layer of the game world’s underlying code, plunging them into endless despair and torment.

In that case, everything Asagiri and the others had done would be meaningless.

“You…”

Prototype Mita looked at Asagiri, who was covered in wounds, with blood dripping onto the ground from his clothes, yet his eyes remained calm, unmoved, completely devoid of any fear or timidity. It opened its puppet-like jaw and slowly spoke.

“Why aren’t you afraid of me…”

“You should be the one who’s afraid.”

Asagiri looked directly at Prototype Mita’s twisted and eerie face, his Cursed Rope Dart hanging low in his hand, and said calmly.

“Where you appear, bugs are generated. Because of this, no Mita dares to approach you. Only Mad Mita is willing to be your friend, which is why you value her so much. You’ve always been very lonely, haven’t you?”

“I…”

Just as Prototype Mita was about to reply, Asagiri changed the subject, aiming at Prototype Mita’s only remaining left leg, and threw the rope dart in his hand.

“But I don’t care about your reasons.”

Facing this sudden attack, Prototype Mita didn’t have time to react at all. The sharp rope dart, imbued with a curse, directly pierced its leg. Losing the support of its only remaining left leg, its body directly fell forward onto the ground.

“I want to save Mira, Hat, Kind Mita, I want to save all of them…”

Asagiri quickly approached Prototype Mita, grabbing its left ankle with his left hand, while using the rope dart to directly sever its left leg with his right hand.

Then, he stomped on Prototype Mita’s back with one foot, grabbing its two wrists with both hands. With a series of crackling sounds of wood friction, he directly tore off Prototype Mita’s two arms as well, throwing the severed limbs into the scalding, flowing lava, and said in a cold, emotionless tone.

“And you, you’re too much in the way.”

“Die, die!”

Although Prototype Mita’s limbs were torn off, its head rotated 180 degrees, then shot out like a cannonball, directly crashing towards Asagiri’s chest.

“Bang!!”

Asagiri raised his left arm to block. Prototype Mita’s head struck his forearm, sending his entire body flying backward, accompanied by the distinct sound of bones shattering.

“Leader!”

Seeing Asagiri fly backward and lie on the ground, Iwanaga Kotoko, who was temporarily in charge of combat command, finally panicked. She quickly ran to the doorway and saw more than a dozen monsters already surrounding Asagiri. She immediately raised her right hand, and after charging for nearly two seconds, quickly clenched her five fingers.

“Grasp of the Underworld!”

The pale ghostly hand reappeared from the void, swatting away the monsters attempting to attack Asagiri.

“My head hurts so much…”

Iwanaga Kotoko clutched her head, her vision even becoming a bit blurry.

The Grasp of the Underworld skill consumes a large amount of mental energy and should not be used as a regular combat method. Iwanaga Kotoko had used it four times in this dungeon, and she had already used it once when assisting Yuuki Asuna. Using the Grasp of the Underworld twice in a row, even for her, whose mental strength far surpassed that of ordinary people, was almost too much to bear at this moment.

The two monsters closest to the door had already taken advantage of this gap and lunged towards Iwanaga Kotoko, who stood there. But the next second, Kato Megumi, hidden in the shadows, who had switched her weapon from a sniper rifle to a Western sword and dagger dual-wield, appeared and directly slew the two monsters.

“Necro, don’t overexert yourself.”

Although Iwanaga Kotoko was a little unwilling, she still nodded and retreated behind Kato Megumi.

If she used Grasp of the Underworld one more time, her mental energy would be completely depleted, and she would fall into a coma. If that happened, Kato Megumi, who wasn’t very good at frontal combat, would have to be distracted protecting her. So, at this moment, she wouldn’t push herself.

And the Grasp of the Underworld, used by Iwanaga Kotoko with all her might for the last time, also bought Asagiri some breathing room in the distance.

“The bone in my left forearm is broken.”

Feeling the sharp pain in his left forearm, Asagiri merely mumbled to himself.

“Even though it’s not my dominant hand, it will still affect my combat power. It seems I can only use that.”

Asagiri put away the Cursed Rope Dart, and a syringe containing liquid appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, he used the one-time item obtained in the last dungeon, “Special Adrenaline.”

“Thump… thump… thump…”

The moment the special adrenaline was used, the pain from the broken bone in his left forearm disappeared. Asagiri’s vision became clearer, and the surroundings seemed to fall silent instantly. All he could hear was the sound of his own heartbeat.

A monster quickly approached from behind, extending its right hand with sharp claws, attempting to stab Asagiri’s back. However, the next second, Asagiri grabbed its arm, then, with an extremely standard over-the-shoulder throw, slammed the monster onto the hard, dark red lava ground.

“Bang!”

This full-force throw caused the monster’s body to burst open on the ground, forming a flower of splattered flesh and blood.

Seeing Asagiri’s combat state return, Prototype Mita, though unable to express emotion, was already filled with immense fear. It slowly crawled on the ground, using its head’s to try and escape.

Before Asagiri, several, dozens, and finally even hundreds of twisted monsters with dark red skin emerged, blocking his path.

At this moment, Iwanaga Kotoko inside the room saw this scene and couldn’t help but turn around and say anxiously.

“How much longer?! It’s already been ten minutes, can’t it be faster!?”

Mad Mita’s hands slid across the virtual panel, her eyes clearly showing urgency, but she still replied in a steady tone.

“Fifteen seconds.”

“Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve, eleven…”

Listening to Mad Mita’s countdown and seeing the layers of monsters piling up, already engulfing Asagiri, Iwanaga Kotoko’s eyes showed anxiety, and her hands couldn’t help but clench.

Although she had always said she trusted Leader and always appeared calm, this unexpected and dangerous situation still made her heart pound.

“Five, four, three, two, one…”

Finally, after a long ten seconds, Mad Mita finished the countdown. On the right forearm of Mira, who was fighting alongside Yuuki Asuna against the failed creations, a cloud of black smoke appeared. From within the black smoke, a roaring electronic noise emanated, then dissipated into the air.

“Done!”

Hearing Mad Mita’s words, Iwanaga Kotoko immediately ran to the door and shouted into the distance.

“Leader, it’s done!”

As Iwanaga Kotoko’s voice fell, Mad Mita in the room disappeared. Within the heavy encirclement of hundreds of monsters, a phantom tarot card slowly descended, then a hand reached out and slowly crushed the phantom tarot card.

“Power has returned.”

“Persona, Alice.”

The moment Asagiri crushed the phantom tarot card, Alice, wearing a dress and holding a teddy bear, appeared in mid-air. She looked down at the group of monsters below, a simple and lovely smile on her face, and said with a chuckle.

“Please die for me.”