265 A Red Line

A while ago, when the dark-haired youth showed the world his robotic manner of dodging, everyone entered a deep state of shock and exhilaration as they began talking soon after.

"Wow! Seriously, who is that man?" A man asked.

"You ask me, who am I supposed to ask dude?" Replied his friend in a helpless tone.

Somewhere else, a teenager asked her female otaku friend, "Did you see that move? Did you see how he dodged all of their attacks with a simple and precise maneuver?"

The otaku friend answered, "Yeah! This is so making my blood boil! It's just like watching an anime or something! How can a human being see all of his surrounding enemies and instantly dodge all of their assaults at the same time? That seems to be impossible, no?"

"Well, the world is wide… maybe his Trait is for dodging every attack…"

"That makes sense."

"Or maybe he's a robot… those moves reminded me of a robot!"

"That doesn't make any sense."

All around the world, the conversation was progressing somewhere along these lines.

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"Honey, did you see that?" Voiced Megan toward her husband in a stunned tone.

"Yeah, yeah! This was amazing! I gotta say, with him around, our chance of winning might've just risen sharply!" Daniel said with shining eyes of hope.

"Elle, what do you think of him?" Turning toward her daughter who seemed to be depressed for the past few days for some reason, Megan queried.

Hearing her mother's question, Ella looked at the dark-haired youth for a moment before replying, "I don't know, I guess he's strong… and something about him… hmm…" That was all she said before she went quiet entirely.

Afterward, Megan and Daniel continued talking among themselves, "But… that poor Burly Guard, I can't stop thinking about his heroic sacrifice…"

"Yeah, he's a true hero…"

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At this moment, the battle was proceeding while the unknown youth slaughtered them in pairs one after another.

Soon, there were no humanoid rabbits left standing on the battlefield. Watching this sight, everyone was truly flabbergasted at the might of this young man on their screens.

Meanwhile, the Thread Mistress had trapped the Winged-Pig in her net of threads while beads of sweat were rolling down her forehead consecutively. Dark lines were also starting to appear under her eyes. Certainly, this was happening due to her overtaxing her trait. So now, she was tired and if things continued to progress this way, her reaching the limits of her Trait was only a matter of time.

"You set the net too high… I can't reach it!" Stated the Supersonic Sword while staring at the net set up by the Thread Mistress. He wanted to try slashing the Winged-Pig with his sword, only to helplessly realize his sword can't extend to that height. This annoyed him by quite a bit, but there was nothing he could do.

"I'll set the nets lower next time." Came a cold yet fatigued response.

ROOAAR!

A roar, unlike that of a pig, hit their eardrums at this time as the seemingly enraged beast took off into the sky once more.

It was also at this time the dark-haired young man arrived beside them, "Having some difficulties dealing with the pig I see…" He uttered with some hints of mockery within it.

The trio who were focusing on the Winged-Pig a hundred percent until now became stunned hearing the familiar voice. Thus, immediately turning their heads toward the place where the horde of monster-rabbits was at previously, they became exasperated as with the exception of the Thread Mistress, their eyes almost bulged out of their sockets while they murmured in disbelief, "How… just how?!"

"Well, I'm here girl, so don't you worry anymore." Not paying any attention to their mind-blown state of stupor, the youth said toward the Thread Mistress.

"Wow, how did you kill all of them so quickly, dark bro?" The amazed Bloody Touch asked with glowing eyes of bedazzlement. She had gone through hell today and her hands were still trembling a bit due to those harsh experiences. However, seeing those monsters who had wounded her badly slaughtered by the hands of the handsome brother before her, a shimmer of admiration sparkled within her. It was as if she had just found a new hero for herself.

"Easy peasy. One punch for each monster." Looking at the cute little girl in amusement, the youth proclaimed. To be honest, he was a little interested in her healing Trait.

"Wow!!! Dark bro's so powerful!" With glittering eyes of adoration, the cute little girl mouthed.

"We need to focus! The Winged-Pig should descend upon us very soon. According to what I've seen till now, it gets harder to stop it each time… it's as if the pig learns and improves slowly. What's your strategy for dealing with it?" Being the cold beauty she was, the Thread Mistress was indeed the first one to come out of her daze as she inquired about his plan.

With an urge to tease her a bit, the youth phrased, "Ai… weren't I supposed to just follow your orders? I'm in your care, miss cold."

"You can suggest your own plan, if it's truly better, I've no problem with following it." After a short silence, she answered. According to her tone, it didn't seem like the tease had succeeded, however, the youth knew better. Moreover, now, he felt really challenged as he had discovered a new means of entertainment.

"Aii… is that so? Then… okay! Actually, there is no extraordinary strategy or anything… you just stop the pig in its tracks, then that nippy sword and I will assault it together… how does that sound?" He said casually.

"Alright, that's what I was gonna say anyway." Said the Thread Mistress coldly.

"Sure it was." Came the casual voice in return.

"It really was!" Slightly flustered, the Thread Mistress proclaimed.

"Damn straight it was."

Finally realizing she was being played with, totally ignoring him, her head was directed toward the sky.

Roar!

A few seconds passed when finally, accompanied by a loud roar of rage, the shadow of the familiar monster became visible above their heads again.

"Stand as close as possible to me!" Yelled the Thread Mistress while waiting for the perfect moment to set her nets of threads.

Obeying her order, all of them walked over to stand as near as possible to her.

Poof!

Then, as the nets were laid, the Winged-Pig directly collided with the nets. Of course, the first net was ripped apart and only the second net could barely endure the beast's pressure.

"Phew-" Releasing a breath of relief, the Thread Mistress bent her head downward, only for her lips to unexpectedly make a short contact with a nose along the way before proceeding in its path and finally settling when they met a pair of rather soft lips.

Promptly, her eyes went wide open as her eyes became locked with the eyes of the person before her.

"W-what… what are you doing?" After what felt like an eternity later, backing away in a total rush, in a completely infuriated and incensed tone, she asked.

Playing the innocent, however, the unknown youth stuttered with genuine stress apparent within his voice, "Y-you said… 'stand as close as possible to me'… that's why. I-I was just following orders!" Meanwhile, internally, he was grinning from ear to ear.

"You! You-" Speechless, enraged, and totally losing her usual cold facade, she was just about to scold him only to realize that he was now ignoring her entirely.

"Ah, I nearly forgot I need to attack the pig… nippy sword, you attack the pig first and lemme see how much damage you can deal it."

"It's Supersonic Sword!" The nippy sword screamed in annoyance, nevertheless, heeding his words, gathering every bit of power in his possession, he slashed at the Winged-Pig's body.

Swish~

A line was drawn in the air and soon, the outcome of his attack became visible before all of them.

"Huh… not a single drop of blood. There's only a red line drawn on its body now. So you're only capable of making its pink skin turn red. You're so useless buddy." Proclaiming casually, he continued, "I apologize for bringing you into this. You just stand aside and keep those dead bunnies in check, okay?... In case any of them came back to life."