MHA: Sword God

At the top of the warehouse, Nacher looked at the group of strange and vicious crowd of people below with a look of horror.

She could recognize some of these people with her knowledge.

One of them was a wanted person who had appeared in news reports, a serial murderer.

Turning around, she looked at Ken who was beside her in disbelief.

Nacher suddenly realized that she had understood something.

"Don't think too much. Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ken touched Nacher's head with a smile, and then seemed to notice something.

His eyes suddenly became cold and he looked down at the warehouse.

There was a wave of noise in the silent place.

An invisible sword energy suddenly slammed into there.

The sky above the barn suddenly burst into flames out of thin air.

The face of the young man wearing the peaked cap was cold.

His eyes were generating electricity, and it seemed that something was gestating, but at this moment, an invisible sword intent appeared.

The young man wearing the peaked cap seemed to have been hit hard, and his body couldn't help but back away.

The corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

"Such a terrible gaze, no, it shouldn't be a gaze, it should be a sword intent. When did this city have a swordsman of this level?" The young man in the peaked cap did not care about his injury but he frowned and thought inside his heart.

"What happened?" A person who looked like a primary school student suddenly asked in surprise.

This question seemed to have appeared in everyone's heart.

They looked at each other, and vaguely noticed the fire glowing above the warehouse.

Inexplicably, the whole warehouse became quiet, and a faint pressure began to spread in the warehouse.

At this moment, a weak female voice suddenly sounded in everyone's hearts, "I am very happy. At least, I have not mistaken McGrady's ability, he could invite you all. There are famous wanted criminals, there are mysterious clairvoyance, and there are people who are very famous in the dark world and unusual genius..."

With the reverberation of this voice, most of the people's identities were exposed.

Let alone them, even McGrady's pupils shrank slightly.

Even though he hadn't told Ken the identity of these people, he had figured it out himself.

He didn't expect Ken's intelligence network to be so powerful.

In this regard, Ken, who was standing above the warehouse, smiled.

It was not in vain to mobilize the contacts of No. 7 recently to search for information on some famous people.

The information did not need to be too detailed, and some simple information was all that he needed.

The smart chip would do the rest of the work.

Ken looked at the bottom of the warehouse, and estimated that the little guy who looked like a schoolboy, was probably the strongest among these few people.

[B level-quirk: (The sky and the ground are intertwined with countless nearly invisible silk threads, which are very sharp.)

Disadvantages: The activation is slow, and the silk thread is sprayed out of the body's sweat glands. Regular use will temporarily stop the growth of your body.]

He patted Nacher on the shoulder, and encouraged, "Don't be afraid, feel confident, I am here."

Nachet gritted her teeth, and closed her eyes.

She exhaled, opened her eyes again, and took a serious look at Ken, and said seriously, "I see, master."

"I think, with everyone's strength, if you work hard to become a professional hero, it shouldn't be difficult, of course, except for the rubbish that fell on the ground."

The female voice echoed in everyone's hearts once again.

But there was a little bit less timidity and a little more coldness.

The voice seemed like it belonged to a queen of darkness, it was mysterious and weird.

Even so, the few people in the warehouse had a little smile on their faces when they heard this compliment.

"But, are you really willing to do this? Maybe some people have already noticed that this society is distorted."

"..."

"It's really scary. The stalwart term "Heroes" is flooded. In my opinion, the so-called 'Heroes' here have long been permeated with a decadent flavor of capitalism. Except for a few, most of the Heroes aren't really true Heroes."

Although Nacher's face was pale, she looked at the moonlight, and her figure seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Her eyes started glowing with a different kind of luster.

Ken's words seemed to have a kind of magic.

Combined with Nacher's quirk whisper, the ultimate dark diffracted truth, reflected in the hearts of everyone.

Everyone frowned and they seemed to be thinking, but the curvature of some people's lips became more and more subtle.

But at this moment, an untimely voice suddenly sounded.

"What a joke! How dare you professional Heroes? Even if I can't become a professional Heroes, you are not allowed to insult professional Heroes." One dressed in a suit and a pair of glasses snarled angrily.

"Since our roads are different, I won't keep you, please leave."

Nacher's voice emerged in everyone's hearts, making everyone shocked, even McGrady's eyes were slightly narrowed.

He couldn't believe that Ken would actually let these people go.

That person immediately left.

At this moment, McGrady was a little nervous, and he blamed himself, "I'm really blind, I didn't realize that this guy was a big fan of Heroes."