Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 813 - 30 The Alley Here Is Quiet

One punch...

Two punches...

Three punches...

His fists, like steel hammers, swung out again and again, each blow accompanied by the sound of bones shattering. Even a Transcendent of Sequence 5 would fall unconscious and lay on the ground, unmoving after such violent strikes.

Looking at the security guard lying on the ground, the male student's face was flushed red, sweat trickling down his forehead. He stepped forward, ready to deliver a few more blows to ensure the other party wouldn't stand up again.

"Stop it, the security guard is just doing his job," a voice from the surrounding crowd called out, jolting him to his senses.

That's right, why was he being so impulsive? The fiery rage that had clouded his mind cooled swiftly, and the thought of potentially paying a huge sum in medical expenses made him panic all over again.

Turning around, the male student saw the man who was about to flee. He rushed over, dragged him out of the crowd, and threw him to the ground once more.

"You!" The man struggled to get up, his dyed hair gradually emitting wisps of white smoke, and a scent of gunfire and sulfur emanating from his body.

Suddenly, a pair of curved horns sprouted from his forehead, and his body was completely engulfed in dark red demonic flames.

"It's the Demon Transformation from the Blood Pupil Sequence, tsk tsk, that Secret Technique's aftermath is quite severe. Looks like he's been driven to desperation," the onlookers commented.

After gaining a temporary boost from the transformation Secret Technique, the man's strength, speed, and the intensity of his Magic Power surged dramatically. He kicked the male student away, then charged again, his hand now bearing claws, directly grabbing the student's neck, and immediately the dark red demonic flames spread, enveloping him.

The suffocating heat wrapped around the male student, his eyes blood-red, limbs flailing. His fists, like hammers, repeatedly smashed into the man's arms. However, the physical enhancements and self-healing abilities provided by the Demon Transformation made the man's arms extraordinarily tenacious, firmly grasping the student's throat. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Despite being of Sequence 5, unfortunately, he had studied a technical major, and metal hardening was just a minor application in his course, unlike this man who had practiced the combat-specialized job of the Blood Pupil Sequence.

In a sudden outbreak, the assailant of Sequence 4, relying on 'Demon Transformation,' managed to suppress the male student and pushed him into a corner.

As his brain began to suffer from a lack of oxygen, the student's struggles intensified, verging on lunacy and frenzy. His mighty fists grew even harder, almost completely metallic, each strike now as forceful as a pile driver.

"Crack—" Finally, the arm clutching his neck was broken by the punches, the arm bending and twisting unnaturally, dripping with blood.

The student, catching his breath with eyes still blood-red and voice hoarse from screaming, breathed raggedly, then grabbed the demon horns that sprouted after the transformation, gripping them tightly before fiercely pushing off.

A chilling sound of breaking came from the horns on the man's head, followed by a great deal of blood from the severed horns. The man collapsed onto the ground like a lump of mud, barely bouncing as he fell.

"Ah—" Seeing the scene getting out of control and fearing that someone might die, some women couldn't help screaming, and many customers began to panic, retreating, and preparing to leave.

"Call the police, call the police," someone frantically said, and the band that had been playing nonstop in the bar was abruptly silenced.

Customers started fleeing, and the male student, who was previously surrounded, still had bloodshot eyes searching for the henchmen who had been beating him up with the man.

"It's all because of you."

"You forced my hand." He no longer knew how to stop this; he could only instinctively seek revenge against those who had put him in this situation.

The main entrance corridor of the bar was packed with people, and the stairs outside the side door were filled with guests rushing downstairs. Soon after, a sound of glass shattering echoed, the crazed male student threw one of his attackers who had been beating him down into the back alley below.

"Things got a bit out of control," a man with a clown mask said, standing in a corner of the rooftop overlooking the situation below.

He took out a logboard and recorded some data again, including a few comments.

[Subject became increasingly overstimulated and lost control after being provoked]

"Seems the side effects are still hard to eliminate. Well, after all, they're highly active particles from the Primordial Sea; it's inevitably a bit unruly," he muttered, touching his chin, ready to leave the place.

Just then, in the high night sky, a dark red indicator light trailed slowly across, followed by a silver bullet cutting through the night air, hitting the clown man right in the back of the head.

Blood splattered as his body fell from the edge of the rooftop, crashing into the alley below filled with rubbish.

Soon after, a hoverbike plunged from the sky, racing towards the place of the man's fall.

A Flash exploded in the dark alley, followed by the sounds of gunfire and combat. The previously shot clown-masked man wasn't lying on the ground, but was dodging the bullets while hurling nearby objects to disrupt his assailant.

"Hey, are you here to kill me?"

He spoke in a sinister tone, swiftly turning his head to dodge the bullets, or rather to evade the point of aim of the barrel.

After evading another shot, the clown man grabbed the earlier thrown-down male student and the henchman who had passed out, using these two human shields to block in front of him.

"Oops, you actually stopped shooting, so your origin is quite easy to guess," he said, his mask contorting in a way that conveyed how wildly he was smiling behind it.

Then, in the moment the other party hesitated, the clown man suddenly tossed a spherical object from behind where he couldn't be seen, and a severe Flash burst forth.