Accompanied by a crisp crack, the green-haired man's wrist was snapped at a bizarre angle.
But that wasn't all.
Following the momentum of the green-haired man's scream as he recoiled, Reze's body cut into his embrace like a swift swallow, her shoulder pressing against his chest as she exerted force from her waist.
A vicious over-the-shoulder throw!
"Off you go," the girl chuckled softly.
Whoosh—Bang!!! A grown man weighing over 160 pounds was swung like a ragdoll in Reze's hands, tracing a perfect parabola before smashing heavily into a trash can five meters away.
The metal trash can dented instantly, sending rancid water and garbage flying everywhere.
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"Boss!" The other two thugs holding Sumire were completely dumbfounded.
Is this a female student? She's more like a special forces soldier!
Sumire also slumped to the ground, staring at Reze's back as she stood before her.
The sensation of absolute control over violence, fed back from her Incarnation, made her scalp tingle.
So strong!
"Damn... bitch!"
In the garbage pile, the green-haired man crawled up, his face covered in blood.
The intense pain caused him to lose all reason. He pulled out a black handgun from his coat and pointed it tremblingly at Reze.
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you all!!" Seeing this, the other two thugs also drew daggers and surrounded them with murderous looks.
"Don't move! Move again and I'll blow your head off!"
Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Sumire's heart tightened, but she was surprised to find that her Incarnation, Reze, didn't feel a ripple of emotion—she even... felt like laughing.
Reze stood in the center of the alley, the night wind blowing through her short purple hair.
She looked at the small handgun, the smile on her face gradually widening, becoming morbid and enchanting.
She slowly raised her right hand, her slender fingertips gently hooking the metal ring on her neck that resembled a grenade pin.
"Is this your final weapon?"
Reze's voice sounded exceptionally clear in the night, carrying a hint of playfulness: "Then, I'll let you see my weapon too."
Under the terrified and confused gazes of the three thugs.
Reze blinked her emerald green eyes at them, her red lips parting slightly as she uttered an onomatopoeia:
"Boom."
The next second.
She pulled that pin without hesitation!
Click!
"Click."
A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.
Immediately after, a terrifying scene that defied biological common sense occurred.
Boom—!!!
Reze's originally exquisite and cute young face suddenly exploded violently!
Blood splattered and flames soared, illuminating the entire pitch-black alley.
That wasn't an explosion of death; it was the roar of rebirth!
When the smoke cleared.
The original purple-haired girl had vanished.
In her place was a terrifying monster whose head had been replaced by a streamlined, deep-black bomb!
On that "bomb head," two rows of sharp, saw-like teeth grew.
Her arms were covered in black explosive fuses, and she wore an apron filled with gunpowder.
"Weapon Human Form: Bomb Demon!"
Oh my, that scared me to death.
"Mon... Monster!!!" The three thugs had never seen such a sight. Terrified, they dropped their weapons, their legs turned to jelly, and they turned to run.
"Trying to run now?" The bomb person's black metal head tilted slightly.
"Too late."
The next moment.
Intense explosive flames erupted from Reze's calves!
Using the terrifying propulsion generated by the explosion, her body instantly turned into a fired cannonball, tearing through the air!
Her movements were impossible to track. Only a loud "thud" was heard.
The green-haired man who had been shouting with a gun just moments ago was hit head-on as if by a high-speed truck. He flew back dozens of meters like a kicked soccer ball and was slammed hard into the brick wall at the end of the alley!
The wall cracked, and dust flew everywhere.
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Witnessing this, the remaining two thugs felt a warmth in their legs as they pissed themselves in fear, collapsing to the ground without even the strength to beg for mercy.
The monster with the bomb head landed slowly, the concrete beneath her feet cracking.
She turned around, her terrifying face—devoid of eyes and featuring only jagged teeth—facing the remaining two.
The two thugs' eyes were nearly bulging out of their sockets.
That black, toothy metal bomb head had kicked their boss dozens of meters into a wall with a single strike?
Is this a power a human can even have?!
"Mon... monster... it's a monster!!" The two thugs were scared out of their wits, their legs weak as they fell to their knees with a "thud," kowtowing repeatedly: "Don't kill us! Please! We were blind! We deserve to die!"
In the ruins nearby, the green-haired man, whose bones were all shattered, was still twitching like a dying maggot.
Sumire stood behind Reze, her heart pounding as she watched the scene.
Is this... power?
No need to bow and scrape, no need to disguise her gender.
She only needed to show her fangs, and these villains who were so arrogant just now were kneeling on the ground like dogs, trembling.
An unprecedented thrill shot up her spine to the top of her head.
"No, it's a demon~"
Though she couldn't see an expression, Sumire could feel that Reze was very pleased. Her voice carried a child-like, cruel innocence:
"I'll give you ten seconds."
Sumire was also very pleased and couldn't help but curl her lips.
"Wha... what?" The thugs were stunned.
"Run." A female voice came from the bomb head: "If you run fast enough, maybe I'll let you go."
"Thank you, Big Sister! Thank you, Demon Sister!"