RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System

Bam!!

Bam!!

My rewards from killing John had seen my strength pushed to the very limit a normal human could attain, but against Mike, it was not enough.

The air in the store was now reminiscent of the atmosphere back in the tunnel, and as Mike went all out, I was turned into a pinball.

At this point, my eyes and ears had become useless. Mind Vision was the only thing letting me keep track of Mike, and even then, his outline in my head had begun horribly fracturing.

Appearing at my left, before I could turn to face the taller man, an arm would have already shot out, aiming for my neck and looking to slice through it, but in the end, only be able to send me careening through the air.

Whilst my body slammed to the ground, bounced up, and crashed into several shelves, before it could come to a stop, Mike would appear by my side, release a kick to my chest, sending me soaring up in the air and then, grabbing my leg, he would pull me down to the ground with a roar.

"Fuck."

The tiled floor beneath me shattered like it was glass, the soil beneath following, and when the blur in my eyes cleared, I found myself lying in the crater, a tyrannical one-handed man staring down at me.

Mike performed this move of dragging me down from the air and using my body to make a crater thrice, and right now, he changed tactics.

This time, he grabbed me by the neck and ran me through three walls, stopping only when we broke out of the store and came under the darkness of the sky.

Mike's hand was firmly around my neck, and his eyes narrowed as he studied my body which hung in the air.

My eyes were bloodshot and I had blood running down my nose, but other than that, my body which he had been hammering for the past hours was still in good shape.

"How?" the man asked.

"Maybe you punch like a whore."

"Maybe."

Not speaking another word, Mike began slowly tightening his grip around my neck and grabbing his arm, I struggled to pry off his fingers.

"You're proving troublesome. Perhaps I should just go ahead and kill you."

My legs kicked in the air as I hung from his grasp, but hearing his words and feeling the choke on my neck rapidly getting tighter, I knew my time was up and with all my strength, threw a weak punch at the yellow armour that covered his body.

"Full Counter."

Boom!

Like a detonation had gone off, Mike was sent shooting away from me, smashing another hole as he was sent back into the shop and fell to the ground. Though my neck hurt and my eyes could barely see, I didn't waste a second to pursue after him, persisting even when I staggered and fell.

Other than just absorbing my opponent's attacks and dishing them back, Mind Revenger also allowed me to store up my opponent's attacks—as in this case—and then release the combined strength of all these attacks in a move known as Full Counter.

How much attack one could store was decided by the strength of their mind, and how much stored-up power they could release in a single attack depended on the quantity of Psion they had and the channel they had built to link their body and mind.

What I had unleashed on Mike was the max my body could handle, and my head pounded as I entered and ran through the store heading for him.

My pursuit led me to run through the store and come out the other side, surprise on my face as I realized I had punched him through the entire store.

Running forward, I found Mike struggling to his feet, the entire front of his armour cracked and shattered, particles of energy dissolving from it.

The state of Mike's armor was, in a sense, a sort of artistic beauty—but as he let out a cough, blood leaving his mouth, I let out a shot.

Bang!!

No, I did not aim for his chest. I aimed for his head.

To my disappointment, a light of yellow appeared over it just in the nick of time, but that didn't stop my shot from burying his head into the ground.

As his figure slammed on the ground, I pulled out my bolt, emptied my chamber, and released another shot at Mike—this time at his chest, where his armor had cracked the most.

Bang!!

Bang!!

Reloading, I emptied all 7 remaining shots into Mike—not stopping when the third shot tore through his armor and hit his body, bringing forth blood, or when the fifth broke his chest apart.

By the sixth shot, the yellow lines which made up his mystic armor had all shattered and faded away, and when Spell Breaker was emptied, I was staring at a dead man.

The plan had been to kill Mike after he told me where Lucy was, but things hadn't turned out as I planned. Even with one hand, Mike was a monster.

I thought that with Mind Revenger I could enter a battle of attrition with Mike, trade blows with him till he tired out and capture him, but I failed to take into account the fact that Counter, which was the basic skill Mind Revenger offered me, did not increase the power of my body. No—what it did was let me recycle, absorb, and release my opponent's attack.

What good was taking damage from Mike and being able to dish it back to him if I couldn't hit him?

My fist tensed with strength, but my body was too slow to turn in time and launch it at him when he circled and came from the side.

Just like the first time we fought, I had become a plaything for him—but the system recommendation came through.

"Full Counter."

How much strength I could unleash in one attack depended on the quantity of Psion, and with my large reserves of Psion, what I had done was release at once the power from all the hits Mike had been raining down on me in one go.

Mike had been punching me around for over 5 minutes. That he hadn't been blasted to pieces after receiving the summed attacks of all those minutes spoke of his strength.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have killed him," I thought, looking up into the sky where I knew Bettany hovered.

Bettany's work in this fight had been to put Mike and me within a barrier which would keep our battle private.

Unlike the barrier back at the tunnel which I was sure kept her unable to observe the happenings within, since I could use Echo to see the world beyond the barrier, I was sure that Bettany could also observe us and that she knew what had happened.