《Berserker- Crank Wars》017. Mr. Nobody Vs The evil girl! (Part 1)
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"Her crank must be a chi sucking type or something similar to that!" The boy said to the team, guessing the true nature of that evil girl's power.
"Oh, you got that correct, you prick! But that blabbermouth of yours will be the downfall of you in the next few minutes to come! Heehee!" The girl gave a smirk followed by a grim chuckle as she emitted a wave of radiation from her body in all directions around her.
The four stood their ground not because they were strong enough to withstand the terrific thrust of that destruction wave but because the boy had already absorbed most of it by his scythe.
"Did that quench your thirst, my dear? I sure can't. believe your power wave is this pathetic! I knew you were weak but never knew you were this much pitiful! Hah!" The boy ridiculed the girl with his feet still on the ground while she gasped at that unbelievable scene her eyes were showing her.
"Don't get so cocky, kid! You're no match for your highness!" she said back to the boy.
"Your highness?! So what, you're some sort of royalty lost in the great war or something like that?!" The boy guessed again and he was fairly getting good at those.
"Mock me all you want but I'm just warming up! You didn't think that was my best shot now did you? Wait till you get a taste of my real power! Get your guard up cause I'm coming and I'm coming pretty hard and rough, boy!" The girl said as she charged towards the boy.
"Stop calling me boy, gal! I have had enough of you, just fall to my feet and beg for my love and mercy already!"
The boy uttered as he threw his scythe by applying rotational torque on the grip of the scythe so it would rotate around itself like the moon revolving around the sun as it reached the vicinity of the sprinting girl.
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But what he didn't expect was her catching that scythe with her bare hand and throwing it back at him. She surprised all of the onlookers just like the boy did and even with the same type of weirdness to her power.
"You bitch, how dare you to copy my power! I'll show you who your daddy is, girl! Prepare yourself for an act of divine justice!" he said as he leaped into the air by stepping onto the charging scythe midair.
He then flipped his body in the air multiple times to create a spinning force that would cut anything that stands in its way. But the girl copied even that move on the spot and improvised it on top of that by spinning in the same direction as he did but with a much greater rotational speed, far greater than that of the boy.
That counter attack completely nullified the boy's spin and he was sent flying back onto the wall. That was yet the most shocking experience the team had that highly unfortunate day.
"How was that, you dickhead! Getting anxious already! As I told you before, I am just warming up! Hah!" The girl mocked the boy getting back on his feet. But he wasn't angry, no, he was laughing and there was one hell of a laugh across his eyes too.
"Now we are talking! You've outdone yourself just to impress your daddy! Well done, sugar pie! Now I'm intrigued! Please just don't disappoint me like my two weak and feeble wives standing idly by when their love and husband is getting his ass handed over to him by his another wife but a new wife!"
The boy said, shouting at Zoe and Riley to feel bad for him and cheer for him. He was dying to see them worried for his well-being but to his utter disbelief he wasn't getting any concern from the two even after the ear full yelling and cursing released from his ditch of a mouth.
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At the same time, the evil girl walked over to his scythe and held it in her hand by bending over exposing her big boobs to the boy. If he was any other normal testosterone jacked teenager like the pervert Ryan, he would have a definite boner and a pretty hard one at that.
But since it was the boy we are talking about, his mouth watered full of his saliva and that fluid started overflowing from the corners of his lips onto his armor which made Leela in the form of the armor jealous and she punished him for letting his water out for another woman by giving him a jolt of 5000V electric current power supply.
He was almost roasted in his own armor but he could understand why Leela did what she did and he even felt a slight sense of pride and satisfaction. But as the author I'm sure you won't roll over the mistake of taking him to be a masochist cause I would be furious at whoever does that, I'm telling you! Ha! He!
"Shouldn't we go and help him?!" Sir Nick asked.
"Sure! Excuse yourselves and be our guest! We'll see where you'll land by his one legged kick!" Ryan stopped Sir Nick for a change this time around.
'I'm enjoying myself quite an eyeful here! It's not daily that you get to watch the evil incarnate himself get thrashed by some measly force! Heck yeah, go kick his ass girl!'
"Sir Nick!" The boy shouted at the oldest guy on the team. "Sorry, my mistake! Uncle! Generate your crank and hand it over to me ASAP!"
On the orders of his son-in-law, Sir Nick began mediation and before long he was gripping his chain sickle with both his hands.
"Here, kid, handle with care!" he said as he threw his Kusarigama to the boy.
"Haha! Now we both have weapons! Before we talk about how we shall plan our first meal together, let's jump around a little bit, shall we?!" The boy said as he waved the chain and the sickle in both his arms and he did that so professionally even its owner Sir Nick got taken aback by it.
The boy had sprung around the sickle's geared weight with his right hand and aimed it at her legs before hauling it at the evil girl. But she had foreseen that move and jumped up in time to dodge it which showed how fast her reflexes were during that fight.
But that was just a decoy laid as a trap by the boy and the girl stepped right on the bait. In one swing of his left hand in which he was holding the sharp blade of the chain sickle in a horizontal fashion with his whole body following the same rhythm, he cut the girl's torso in half as the two meat pieces of her, flew in opposite directions but both sides back to his feet in his final move when he pulled those two parts toward him.
One piece was her upper torso with two round shaped well polished meat balls dangling near to each other and their squishy and pulpy appeal had caused Ryan to get a boner hard enough to punch a hall in a brick wall much less a vaginal wall.
And the other half pieces was her lower torso and her two reddened buttocks were kissing each other and that didn't do anything less to his boner but as always he covered his hardening by casting a hiding spell on his hardened dick.
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