Chapter 189 - Allen Cell and Political Marriage [40] (1/2)

189. Allen Cell and Political Marriage [40]

Gregor, who sustained a deep wound on his chest, jumped far back.

「Haa haa… shithead! It’s super painful!」

He took a blue pill out of his pocket, glaring at me with hatred filled eyes.

(A spirit pill, huh…)

When Gregor swallowed it, the sword wound in the center of the chest healed with every passing moment.

「Kuu…The power of science is great, ain’t it…」

After completely recovering, he dropped his gaze on the pseudo-black sword.

「Man, the ability to manipulate『darkness』huh… A stupidly rare type of soul dress I’ve never heard of before. What’s more, that ridiculous output. It’s at the same level as the highest-class strengthening-type soul dress.」

Perhaps calming down due to losing some blood… Gregor began to state his view on the darkness in an indifferent manner.

「I don’t know how it is able to defend against a sword made of ashes which is insubstantial, but… there’s no mistaking that you have a pretty darn strong spirit core. There is truth to you beating Fu and Rain and the Organization classifying you as a『special class force』, at least.」

「Thank you.」

In actuality, I haven’t even deployed my soul dress yet, but…

I don’t have to go out of my way to expose the cards up my sleeve.

Deciding that, I simply gave a light answer.

「Kuku… But you’re out of luck, Allen Rodore! Taking down『strengthening-type』opponents like you is my forte.」

「Is that so…」

「Aa, that’s right! The selling point of〈Embers Cross〉is it’s ever-changing nature! Strengthening-types like yours which only have the ability to enhance physical ability… are the quickest to kill!」

With a heinous smile, Gregor thrust his ashen soul dress into the floor.

The next moment, four ash spears appeared out from where I stood.

「HA!」

I quickly spun around and cut all four ash spears aimed at my abdomen.

However,

「Fuha, I got you now!」

「What… !?」

The ash spear, seemingly behaved as sticky as mochi and clung to the pseudo-black sword.

(This is… the『ever-changing form of soul dress』that Zeon used!)

As my eyes widened to the unexpected development,

「Burst open! Explode Embers!」

The sticky ash cast dazzling light, causing a huge explosion.

「Guh!?」

Assailed by the bomb blast and embers at almost point blank range, I was blown back.

At the same time, a large amount of dust rolled up, and all I could see was gray.

「A-Allen-kun…」

「Kuku… There was a definite response, and I caught him perfectly! Well, well, I wonder if the corpse still has all its limbs attached?」

In the situation where I couldn’t see anything due to all the ash, the president’s uneasy cry and Gregor’s delighted voice echoed.

「Oi, Oi, don’t just write me off on your own.」

I swung my sword lightly, and the sword pressure cleared away the cloud of dust.

「Allen-kun… T-Thank goodness.」

「Bastard… What the hell? How are you still alive after such a big explosion!?」

The president breathed a sigh of relief, whereas Gregor was clearly irritated.