Kaijin Fighter: So I Have to Make Monsters, So What? – Chapter 676

Chapter 659: Saving the Half-Formed(2)

[You heard me, we don’t have ears to worry about getting clogged, we speak on a literal metaphysical level, STEP ON MY FACE!]

[FINE, BUT THIS IS WEIRD!]

[YOU REGULARLY STAB PEOPLE WITH YOUR LEGS AND COMPLAIN ABOUT IT IF IT DOESN’T WORK!]

[RARGH!]

Razorstella floated down to where Spring Brawler was stretching himself out and did as he requested…kind of.

Due to Spring Brawler being bigger than Razorstella by a few good feet, the latter was able to place one of her sword legs on Spring Brawler’s face while the other was standing on his metal studded wooden chest.

If they were people, this scene would look awkward as hell.

Actually, strike that statement, this shit was still awkward looking as hell.

Razorstella had a doubtful look on her face as she tried to figure out what Spring Brawler’s plan was exactly. She understood that he had stretched himself, but that was about it.

Granted, if Razorstella had known what was about to happen next, she wouldn’t have agreed to it so readily as she did. If anything, she would’ve complained that Nepherage or Hurricroak should’ve been the ones to do this. But alas, she had no choice.

[So…what are we doing now that I am-]

[Okay, here we go!]

[What the f-]

*SPROING!*

[-OH NO!]

[Oh yes!]

Once Razorstella was in place, Spring Brawler threw his torso back while keeping his feet anchored into the ground in order to stretch out his legs. At this point in time, the man was looking like a giant tactical slingshot. Except his payload wasn’t a slingshot BB, but Razorstella herself and she was not happy about that.

While she may not have actual daggers for eyes, it didn’t stop her from doing just that at Spring Brawler.

[Are you seriously going to-]

[Use myself as a giant slingshot in order to launch you at high velocity at that big guy, while at the same time, angling myself in such a way that you’ll end up spinning towards them like a giant buzz saw of death? Yes, yes I am!]

[That…]

Razorstella was mildly annoyed that Spring Brawler had already anticipated her question before she could even say anything, but this small act had also assured her that Spring Brawler had an idea of what he was doing…probably. She did still make sure to threaten him at least once before dealing with the inevitable, it may not have been effective, but it made her feel better.

[I swear to the director that I will slice off your limbs if this goes sideways.]

[Don’t worry, you won’t. Now then…ALLONSY!]

Having now reached the maximum distant his limbs could stretch away from his body, Spring Brawler used the tiniest bit of aether to push himself forward and allow physics to do the rest.

The sound of a crisp snap and powerful springs retracting after being stretched out, echoed throughout the city. Not a lot of people noticed this sound though due to the sheer amount of explosions happening on opposite end of the city. They did, however, notice what immediately came after that sound.

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[Normally I would love having an audience like this, but this is embarassing!]

Namely, the sight of Razorstella cartwheeling through the air at a ludicrous speed, with so much intensity that she could barely even move her arms or legs. She didn’t even entertain the idea of moving her head, as she was fairly certain she would lose her bottom jaw somehow in the process.

On the plus side, she was arriving in the nick of time at the best possible attack angle.

At least, that’s what Spring Brawler was telling her.

The spring-limbed proto-kaijin had followed shortly after, having used the momentum that was left over from launching Razorstella to launch himself as well.

[You have got to be kidding me right now. We could’ve just done this, without spinning me involuntarily?!,] Razorstella yelled at Spring Brawler. She had mildly hoped Spring Brawler would just a stutter an apology, but he instead went on a rant explaining how he needed to spin her because, scientifically speaking, it was more efficient.

[I’m basically using brute force to force myself over to the location and feeling the full brunt of a lot of air pressure and wind resistance all at once. Then again, I’m built different. Literally.]

[O…Kay…]

[You in the other hand are smaller and literally sharper than me, so you can’t use the same brute method as me without side effects. That said, I do have one more reason to send you there spinning.]

[Which is…?]

[Giving your legs enough momentum to slash through his arms.]

[…oh…alright, fuck it.]

[Hell yeah.]

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‘What in the hell am I hearing?’

[I…think that’s Razorstella screaming her head off?,] Nepherage correctly guessed.

[And she’s swearing in Russian,] Hurricroak added, [when did she learn that?]

[Don’t…know…]

‘Yeah, at this point I have learned not to ask why y’all learn some of these things. Or how you’re able to learn this fast.’

[That’s fair.]

[Young master, we have managed to locate your missing family members,] Arachnidame reported in.

‘That’s good to hear.’

[They’re being attacked by Grandmasters belonging to the Fallen, and your poisoned uncles and father are the only things holding those assholes back.]

‘Can you guys handle it?

[Of course, young master.]

[Ain’t nothing in this world we can’t kill.]

[Don’t jinx it.]

[Jinx what?]

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[Dammit! Not good!,] she thought to herself as she stepped backwards. Her goal at this moment was to try and maintain her distance away from the War Elder as much as possible.

She had observed that the man’s physique and fighting style suggested that he opted to go for extreme close combat power, meaning that if she got into punching distance, she’d be dead.

Unfortunately for her, she was just a touch slower than the War Elder.

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The War Elder lunged at her with his mismatched arm, coating it in aether and [Chaos] for both protective purposes and the need to enhance its overall power.

He didn’t want her escaping after painstakingly grabbing her by the neck after all.

[Game over?!]

As she stared at the encroaching stolen hand, she understood that the moment this stolen limb touched her, her existence would come to an end.

Right now, the [Chaos] keeping her together at this moment was barely stable, as if she was fully stuffed balloon given limbs.

If the War Elder had just used aether, than she could’ve safely ignore it due to being incompatible with her existence.

However, since the War Elder had somehow used [Chaos], that was a different story.

Her body would rapidly try to absorb the [Chaos] coating, but due to the fact that her body at this point was fully saturated with the stuff, that additional input of [Chaos] would cause her to pop.

Literally.

[Gonna die…before being able to live?!]

As she barely came to terms with the fact that her brief tenure on this world was already coming to an end, a miracle happened.

[Don’t want to-]

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[Star Cutting Kick!]

*Schink!*

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Just as the War Elder was about to grab her non-existent neck, Razorstella came barreling in like a giant shuriken and had almost severed the War Elder’s arm right there and then.

Unfortunately, the man was still an Aether Emperor and had managed to react in time before suffering any major injuries. He still got a very nasty cut across the back of his forearm though. Razorstella, meanwhile, was forced to spin across the ground for a couple seconds before managing to forcefully pierce her legs through the floor in order to stop her momentum.

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The War Elder originally looked rather angry at being attacked in such an inglorious sneak attack, until he saw what, or more precisely who, was the cause of his injury.

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At which point, the look in his eyes went from angry to desirous.

<> the War Elder observed as he redirected all of his focus at Razorstella.