Chapter 15: No Nonsense Here
It was true that Calamity-level supernatural beings had a chance of developing a Rule.
Naturally, Half-Calamity level beings also had a chance, just as there were differences in talent among supernatural users.
The more talented a supernatural being, the more likely it was to develop a Rule at or around Calamity level.
A supernatural being manifesting a Rule at Half-Calamity level was undoubtedly exceptionally talented.
Although the probability was extremely low, Nenba Yukawa had used his Life Talisman from the start. Its blood-red color indicated it was created using his own heart’s blood.
Regardless of whether the supernatural being had a Rule, this was a formidable opponent.
They needed to use a quick attack, a decisive blow to finish it in one go.
If the fight dragged on, the supernatural being’s regenerative abilities would likely lead to their deaths.
Nenba Yukawa also understood why this supernatural being had escaped from the fallen Ginza.
It was clearly on the verge of reaching Calamity level and developing a Rule, seeking to…
—Establish its own domain!
Create its own Otherside.
He looked at the supernatural being, its aura still intensifying despite being at Half-Calamity level, and realized that it would likely reach Calamity level within days.
It was probably charging towards them because it sensed the distance between them and the other team (Circle of Light), intending to devour them to accelerate its growth.
But!
They weren’t easy prey. If it wanted to devour them, it would have to break its teeth first!
“Yusuke, quick attack, full power!”
Concise and to the point.
As brothers, they had fought together countless times, and with their occasional telepathic connection, their coordination was impeccable.
In certain combat situations, they could even rival a B-rank supernatural user.
This was the source of their confidence in hunting a Half-Calamity level being.
Nenba Yusuke was startled.
He hadn’t expected his brother to opt for such an extreme, all-out attack from the start.
He also understood the severity of the threat. Without hesitation, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he pulled out a blood-red talisman from his pocket.
To ensure success, Nenba Yukawa chanted incantations.
A shimmering blue aura enveloped him, and he bit his tongue, spraying blood onto the talisman. The blood-red talisman flashed, turning dark red.
His aura weakened slightly.
Nenba Yusuke was slightly weaker than his brother, so in dangerous battles, he primarily supported Yukawa.
His blood-red talisman bore the character for “Bind.”
While Nenba Yukawa’s darkened talisman bore the character for “Explode”!
They exchanged glances, and without waiting for the spider with the baby’s head to react, they charged towards it.
As they moved, several blue talismans tore free from their bodies, bursting into flames midair as they unleashed a storm of spiritual power attacks toward the spider.
Blue orbs of light struck the spider rapidly.
This was the advantage of Nen.
Unfortunately, these attacks barely scratched the Half-Calamity level supernatural being.
Moreover, the spider was incredibly agile, dodging most of the attacks with its jumps.
It retaliated by spitting highly corrosive venom.
Wherever the venom landed, the ground rapidly dissolved, leaving deep craters.
If it hit them, they would be severely injured.
Unable to dodge, they activated “Defense” talismans, summoning blue energy shields for temporary protection, quickly changing positions before the shields dissolved.
Years of accumulated talismans were being used up at an alarming rate.
Three dark figures moved rapidly in the night, the battle reaching a fever pitch.
Number Six, repeatedly struck by the aftershocks, crawled towards a large tree, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.
She had no strength left.
She watched the battle, her eyes still faintly glowing blue from the remnants of her ability.
“No… no…”
“They’re going to die…”
Fear appeared on her dirty face.
Unlike the Nenba brothers, who sensed a slight increase in the spider’s power but believed it was still within a manageable range, she, with her sensory abilities, clearly felt something different.
The slight power increase was a deliberate act; this supernatural being possessed considerable intelligence!
Its true power was rapidly swelling.
Days?
No, in a few hours, this supernatural being would reach true Calamity level.
Moreover, the thick, suffocating feeling in the area was intensifying, as if an invisible shackle was tightening around her.
Its name was…
—[No Nonsense Here]
It was a half-formed Rule!
A terrifying chill ran down Number Six’s spine, and she gritted her teeth.
“Escape…”
Unlike the older, resigned discarded members, at only fifteen, she still held a flicker of hope in her heart, a desire to escape the Nenba branch.
Staying here meant certain death.
And she carried her parents’ wishes, she wanted to live!
A stubborn hope appeared in Number Six’s eyes.
She pulled out a tattered, wrapped piece of canvas from her dirty clothes.
A faint light emanated from it.
It was a low-grade supernatural material, no bigger than a thumbnail.
It was a small piece of a finger from a supernatural being she had secretly kept after a battle with the Nenba branch.
That supernatural being’s power resided in its limbs.
Because it was a low-grade supernatural and the missing part was so small, the brothers had searched for it briefly and then given up.
Number Six had used it a few times to replenish her strength, and this was all that remained.
However, for a C-rank supernatural user, this meager amount was just a drop in the bucket.
But it was still hope!
Staying here meant death, escaping offered a sliver of a chance.
Number Six carefully placed it in her mouth, and in an instant, her parched body absorbed the supernatural material, craving more, but there was none left.
A small amount of strength returned to her body.
She shakily stood up, sensing the power fluctuations behind her, and walked away without looking back.
It had only been a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity.
The meager energy was long gone.
Her legs gave out, exhausted, and she collapsed.
But…
She still had her hands!
The hope in Number Six’s eyes hadn’t faded.
She crawled forward, sharp stones and thick roots scraping against her body, leaving a trail of blood.
This pain was nothing compared to the beatings she had endured, compared to the miserable existence she had led in the Nenba branch.
Hope hadn’t vanished…
Hope hadn’t vanished…！
Hope hadn’t vanished…!!
But her body had no strength left…
She crawled for a long time, unable to move forward, her eyes slowly closing, her body twitching unconsciously.
Was she dying?
Her eyes closed completely, plunging her into darkness.
But before her eyes closed, why did she see two beautiful feet stop in front of her?
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