All Might's quirk is simple to talk about: physical enhancement.
But once anything reaches its peak, it will evolve. This ability, which was passed down and developed by several generations of "One For All," has long gone beyond the simple concept of "physical body." That power, which condensed the awareness and souls of several generations of "One For All," was an unreasonable existence.
And it wasn't until recently that Lancer confirmed one thing: when All Might "dueled" him before, he might not have been using the power of OFA, or rather, the other party was simply using the power of his body without infusing his soul into it.
But even so, Lancer was completely caught in a bitter battle. In the end, he was only able to hit the other party by relying on the inspiration from that moment of breakthrough. And this guy in front of him actually had the guts to use All Might as a benchmark?
"Power second only to All Might? Hehe~ Are you kidding me?"
The hoarse voice sounded extremely harsh and made Lancer voice sound even more sarcastic.
And the man named Muscular was stunned for a moment when he heard Lancer words. Then his entire face became extremely ferocious, especially the imbalance between his prosthetic eye and his normal eye, which made him look extremely strange.
"Idiot! Guess what happened to the last person who angered me?"
As Muscular's slightly distorted voice spoke, the bright red muscles inside his body actually turned out and began to wrap around his body. Lancer couldn't help but think of the Tyrant from Resident Evil when he saw the other party's strange appearance, but...
"Then do you want to know the fate of the last batch of guys who resisted me?"
"Boom!!"
As soon as Lancer hoarse voice fell, the ground under his feet cracked, and he charged with his lance!
"Stupid! No one can..."
"Puff~!"
His proud physical defense was directly pierced by Lancer lance, and it was at this moment that he noticed that the man in front of him seemed to have become different from before. But before he could figure out what was going on, he felt a gust of wind, and then he was fiercely thrown out by the other party.
"Crack~!"
The stone wall was directly smashed by the other party, and Muscular was slammed onto the street.
There is no doubt that this small town gathered a large number of criminals, so fights were naturally common, and people would even die from time to time, but a scene like today was rare.
Who was "Muscular"?
A person who had occupied the news headlines for a long time. Coupled with his powerful strength, he could be said to be a local tyrant in this small town, but now he was being fiercely thrown on the ground like a stray dog. As he shook his body to get the stone dust off, he looked even more disheveled.
But after shaking twice, he widened his eyes and looked into the distance.
"Crack~!"
"Crack~!"
...
The sound of shattered stones being crushed by metal boots was extremely harsh, and along with the strange sound was the friction of the metal armor.
Lancer, who was holding a lance, was emitting a pungent smell of blood, which made the onlookers subconsciously take a few steps back until they reached what they considered a safe distance.
And Muscular looked at Lancer with even more caution, but at this moment, that extremely unpleasant hoarse voice sounded again.
"What's wrong? Weren't you going to show me that so-called power that is second only to All Might's?"
Although the tone had not changed from beginning to end, for some reason, it made him feel a surge of anger in his heart. The words from the other party's mouth had always been something he was most proud of, but now it seemed to have become an extremely harsh existence.
"Beast Arm!!"
The bright red muscle fibers that originally wrapped his body grew wildly again. The original normal body proportion was completely abandoned. The thickness of his right arm even surpassed his thigh, and he, just as he shouted the name, turned into a mad beast.
"Bang!"
"Bang!!"
"Bang!!!"
...
Each punch was heavier than the last. The bar where the two of them were standing was instantly completely destroyed by the aftermath of the attack, and he was constantly swinging his arms wildly in a cloud of dust.
"Come on!! Bastard!! Are you only good at talking?! Watch as I completely crush this piece of scrap metal on you!! Alligator Gloves!!"
The terrifying biting force of an alligator is self-evident, and this move of his, under normal circumstances, was comparable to that terrifying biting force. Now, with the "Beast Arm," the power was even more explosive. The steel bars that he held were instantly torn to shreds.
And facing the other party's provocation, the eyes hidden under the helmet were looking at him with extreme coldness.
Lancer strength had long exceeded the limit of a normal human, but there is no doubt that it was still far from Muscular's strength. However, he himself looked very calm. After all, even All Might, in the current situation, wouldn't be able to easily hit him, let alone this defective product that only had strength and nothing else.
He was just trying to defeat the other party with less power.
Indeed, the fighting style of a lance is different from that of a spear, but his tactics were still effective, for example...
"Snap~!!"
The air next to Lancer ear was instantly crushed, and the long spear wrapped in blood aura in his hand was fiercely stabbed into the chest of the other party, which was wrapped in bright red muscles. But unlike before, when Lancer was about to pull out the spear, he found that it was much more difficult than before, and Muscular grabbed Lancer lance.
"I got you!!"
"Crack~!"
The lance made of steel instantly became a pile of scrap metal in the other party's hand, but Lancer just looked at the other party with cold eyes. That coldness even penetrated through the helmet and shot directly into the other party's mind.
'Not good!!'
He only had time to cross his arms in front of him, and then he felt his arms were instantly pierced. Then, that emotionless hoarse voice appeared in his ears again.
"Your mission is complete."
As soon as the words fell, he found that the red long spear that had pierced his arms suddenly began to emit a dazzling light.
"This guy is your dinner today! Alucard!!"
Muscular was horrified to find that his arms were actually starting to shrink.
Indeed, he could control "muscles," but he couldn't violate the most basic concept, which was that driving a huge amount of power required a large amount of stamina and energy. And after his blood was drained, he was like a car that had run out of gas.
"Puff~!!"
The blood-red long spear that was pulled out directly pierced the other party's relatively weak neck in Muscular's unbelievable eyes.
An ordinary person would have completely lost their life from this blow, but Muscular, who was facing the threat of death, actually controlled his muscles to forcefully block the wound. It was obvious that he was just hanging on, but would Lancer give him a chance?
Lancer, who had taken out a new weapon at some point, was holding the spear shaft with both hands...
「Fatal Charge!!」
The lance fiercely impaled Muscular, who was covering his neck with both hands, and lifted him into the air. The other party covered his neck with one hand and tried to use his old trick to twist Lancer lance again with the other hand, but the same trick would never work a second time.
Lancer, who was holding the lance, leaped onto a balcony several stories high in just a few steps.
With both hands holding the lance's shaft in a reverse grip, he used the momentum of his fall to stab the lance fiercely down...
"Ahhh!!! Wuwuwu~~~!!"
From the initial wail to the final choking on a mouthful of blood, Muscular constantly waved his arms, trying to survive, or rather, to beg for mercy, but it was a pity that the person holding the lance at this time had no mercy in his heart.
When the other party's struggling became less and less, the bright red muscles on his body also gradually lost their activity, and this battle finally ended.
Most of the people who were watching from the side didn't know what had happened. They were just watching the excitement. In their eyes, it was just that Muscular's enemy had come to his door, but when they saw a man in armor covered in blood walk out of the smoke, they couldn't help but shiver.
There is no doubt that most of the people here were "quirk criminals," but when it came to the number of people killed, all of them combined were probably only a fraction of Lancer. At this time, most of them instinctively felt uncomfortable facing this extremely bloody scene.
But this was just the beginning.
On the long spear that he was holding, there was a male corpse with wide-open eyes.
The lance made of steel had completely pierced through Muscular's abdomen, and it even made people feel strange: why didn't he break in half?
But Lancer didn't give any explanation.
"Bang!!"
In the fearful eyes of everyone, Lancer threw the lance in his hand toward the tallest building in the distance.
"Puff~!"
As the lance pierced into the wall, Muscular's corpse was also completely hung in mid-air.
"I am the resurrected undead of the old era! Since you don't cherish this hard-won peace, then let me punish you!!"
"Bang!!"
The middle-aged man in the police uniform looked at the screen on the projector, and his face turned red.
"Punishment?! Who gave him the right to punish others!! No one in this world can punish others! Only the law can!!"
The words of the middle-aged man were very familiar to most of the people present. This was a sentence they often heard during their time at the police academy, but the people present remained silent.
This was partly because they were intimidated by the middle-aged man's angry roar, but more because they were scared by the bloody scene on the projector.
Now, with "pro heroes" deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the so-called "police" were more for carrying out tasks that were not suitable for pro heroes and for clean-up. Many people had never even heard of such a brutal thing.
And at the same time, the screen on the projector completely paused.
"Cough cough, Chief, we have now blocked all the videos on the internet, but we can't guarantee that no users have secretly copied them to their personal computers, so this matter probably can't be hidden..."
A police officer in charge of the projection said this and then looked at the middle-aged man with a serious face. It was obvious that he was waiting for the other party's order.
And that middle-aged man's face was flushed, and he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only let out a cold snort!
"Increase the search efforts!"
"Yes!!"