Lancer did not look back after throwing the 「Quinque: Owl」, because he believed that his strike would definitely succeed. He also believed that the few Special Class Investigators, who were waiting in the wings, would rescue Kureo Mado.
As a Lancer, if he didn't believe in the long spear in his hand and the comrades beside him, what else could he believe?
Lancer definitely did not choose to escape reality because he thought the surrounding gazes would be too intense.
Undoubtedly, Lancer extremely abrupt attack not only caught Nimura Furuta off guard, but even the few Special Class Investigators standing aside didn't react immediately. But even though they were stunned, their reaction speed was much faster than Nimura Furuta's subordinates.
"Smack~!"
Tanakamaru Moiji, who was nearly two meters tall, directly pinned the Investigator closest to him to the ground with a standard wrestling move, but just then, a Kagune shot out fiercely from behind the Investigator.
"Tsk~! As expected, Ghouls. But that's perfect…"
For ordinary people, Ghouls were the last thing they wanted to encounter, but for Tanakamaru Moiji and the others, it was the best news, because they did not need to hold back when facing Ghouls.
"Crack~!"
With a twist of his arm, the Ghoul's head was directly twisted to a strange angle, and the others on the side also made their move almost simultaneously.
Kiyoko Aura's high-heeled shoe directly kicked the Ghoul's knee. Undoubtedly, this kind of attack was still not enough for a Ghoul, but even a Ghoul had the same 'weakness'. After all, the enhancement of RC cells was limited, so she directly kicked upwards with the tip of her shoe.
'Pfft~'
Amidst the strange sound effect, several people unconsciously squeezed their legs together.
The situation of the others on the side was similar. Iwao Kuroiwa directly pulled out his dagger Quinque, cut the handcuffs on Kureo Mado, and ripped off the tape on his mouth.
But Kureo Mado did not show the slightest joy after the tape was ripped off. Instead, he shouted loudly.
"Go quickly! That thing…"
"Gulp~"
Before Kureo Mado could finish his shout, he saw a green-haired young girl with a collar climb onto him, open her mouth directly towards his chest, and swallow the cylindrical 'container' in one gulp.
The scene instantly froze.
Both Iwao Kuroiwa and Kureo Mado looked Confusedly at the constantly shaking metal lock…
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「Zero activated · Devour」
「'Dragon Virus' has been devoured. Digestion time required is 2H17M46S」
Lancer froze for a moment when the system prompt suddenly appeared, but then he ignored it. After all, this was good news. He was currently fully focused on dealing with the 'Arata' on Koutarou Amon's body.
The so-called 'Quinque' was actually a weapon made by mixing the Kagune that had lost its 'controller' with Quinque steel, but since it was a Kagune, its bloodthirsty instinct could not be completely removed. The 'Arata' was sold with the self-healing ability of the Kagune as its biggest selling point, but once it lost control, it would begin to devour its owner.
Of course, the CCG had also developed a second-generation armor just in case. It not only had enhanced defensive performance but also did not have the concern of attacking the owner, but it was clear that neither the former Lancer nor the current Koutarou Amon was using the second generation.
After throwing 'The Owl', Lancer directly braced his thigh against Koutarou Amon's abdomen, and at the same time, used both hands to restrain his hands, then switched to one hand to restrain his hands above his head.
Lancer finally breathed a sigh of relief after biting open the cap of the 'Recovery Potion G' with his teeth and pouring it directly into Koutarou Amon's mouth. Regardless, the opponent was at least safe from dying for now. The next step was to deal with the 'Arata' on his body.
Lancer was quite experienced in this regard. He first placed his right hand on the opponent's collar and began to use low-temperature cold air to reduce the 'Arata's' activity. After Koutarou Amon also lost the ability to resist due to the low temperature, Lancer used both hands to clasp the collar of the armor.
If it were Lancer, he could continue to lower the temperature, but Koutarou Amon clearly could not. If the temperature dropped any further, the opponent might be frozen to death, so Lancer decided to proceed directly.
"Ah ah ah!!!"
Accompanied by Lancer roar, the armor that was originally almost one piece began to show gradually widening cracks.
Lancer at this time looked like he was prying open the mouth of a beast. The only good news was probably that this 'beast' wouldn't bite him, right?
"Clang~ Clang~ Snap~!"
Amidst the strange noises, the 'armor' was forcefully broken into two halves, and Lancer let out a sharp breath. Then, he began to check Koutarou Amon's condition.
He was a little pale from blood loss and his body was somewhat purple from the low temperature, but his heart was still beating strongly. Undoubtedly, he was alive.
"You owe me one again, you bastard."
Lancer had more than ten ways to destroy this armor, but saving the owner without harming him was much more difficult. He inevitably looked a bit tired at this time, but the fact that he still had the presence of mind to joke with Koutarou Amon showed that his condition was still good.
But then Lancer patted Koutarou Amon's chest and stood up.
He had not forgotten the bastard who had caused him so much trouble.
As Lancer weapon, Zero climbed to his hand by tugging on Lancer pants leg without Lancer even having to speak, and then transformed back into the black long spear.
Undoubtedly, Lancer, who had finally dealt with the other matters, could finally make a move on Nimura Furuta without any reservations.
Almost as soon as Lancer gripped the long spear, Nimura Furuta also felt Lancer terrifying killing intent. Even though Lancer did not deliberately control it, the resentment and bloodlust from personally killing thousands of people resulted in a bloody mist surrounding him and a strange phenomenon like vengeful spirits.
"Wait! You can't kill me! That female Investigator! Akira Mado! Akira Mado is nearby…"
Nimura Furuta couldn't help but shout as he watched Lancer walking towards him, but the response he received was an ice spear shooting out from under Lancer feet.
"Do you think I was late just now? Akira was already safe long ago. Those people you deployed are probably already detained now."
Lancer was not surprised that Nimura Furuta dodged the ice spear attack. After all, the opponent was not completely helpless. But it didn't matter. He preferred to pierce his heart with his own hands anyway. That way, his disgruntled mood could be slightly calmed.
"If that is your final last words, then let me give you my final mercy — go to hell!!"
Nimura Furuta showed an extremely terrified expression as he watched the black long spear thrusting towards him.
"No!!! Just kidding~!"
Like a comical clown, the terror on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by an extremely mocking expression.
Although he hadn't expected Lancer to actually be able to rescue Kureo Mado and Koutarou Amon, he was not entirely defeated. After all, his main mission was to tell everyone the 'truth'. Lancer was merely a bonus, and how could he not have a backup plan?
Almost simultaneously as Lancer charged over, he took out a container similar to the one Kureo Mado had around his neck from his pocket and forcefully smashed it towards Lancer.
"Smash~!!"
With the container shattering, the 'Dragon Virus' began to spread…