Chapter 146: Physical Attacks Weighing Over 30 Kilograms

The high-level aberrant, gravely wounded, was bleeding green blood as it walked, leaving a bloody trail behind.

Step by step, it made its way toward Yin Lin, while Greenfield’s countdown continued.

She stood there, impartial and just like FATE Jeanne acting as the judge, allowed to beat up the magical girl but strictly forbidden from killing.

She knew Yin Lin’s capabilities; there was no way she’d reached her limit yet—she could still take more damage.

At that moment, a plate was thrown out from the KFC, hitting the aberrant squarely.

The aberrant paused, glancing in that direction. An employee, terrified, quickly ducked for cover.

Regaining its senses, the aberrant continued to walk toward Yin Lin.

Again, a ceramic mug flew out from the KFC and smashed into the aberrant.

It stopped once more, looking at the human.

This time, the person didn’t hide, but threw a ladle straight at the aberrant, hitting it on the head.

The aberrant wasn’t that rational—its beastlike nature meant its patience had run out.

Turning around, it charged at the employee, swinging its palm in an unremarkable-looking swipe, yet the swing created a rush of air and a whistling wind.

The human dodged hurriedly, but the aberrant’s finger still brushed his chest. From that seemingly light touch, the man’s rib broke, and he fell to the ground, coughing up blood.

Yin Lin didn’t watch. She’d already begun charging up power and formed another Heaven-Splitting Spear.

There was no need to explain the attack power of this thing—it was overwhelming. After all, it could shatter Yin Lin’s magic shield in a single hit and still have strength left over.

The problem was, how to deal with the high-level aberrant’s absurd agility.

And how to prevent that guy from catching the Heaven-Splitting Spear and throwing it back.

She liked using the Heaven-Splitting Spear and Mana Cannon to blast others, but didn’t want anyone blasting her.

Maybe… try Second Control over the Heaven-Splitting Spear? When that guy throws it back, seize Control Power and stop the returning Heaven-Splitting Spear?

There must be a threshold for Second Control over magic. It’s like throwing a Fireball at someone—if it misses, you use magic to catch it and throw it again.

It’s not easy; probably extremely hard, since very few magical girls have ever practiced such a technique.

When a magical girl channels a spell, she naturally gains control over it—the Control Power feels like her own limbs, letting her manipulate magic with ease.

But once a projectile-type spell is thrown, that innate Control Power is lost.

If it gets thrown back at you, you can’t control it anymore.

Maybe I’m a genius, and I can pull this off with ease?

Yin Lin started brainwashing herself, trying to convince herself she could Second Control the Heaven-Splitting Spear.

Greenfield’s countdown ticked in her ears, making it impossible to calm down.

Seeing the aberrant attack that employee, leaving him grievously injured, Yin Lin couldn’t watch anymore. Even if it was rushed, she had to act immediately.

She threw the Heaven-Splitting Spear again, this time deliberately aiming far off target.

In the end, she still didn’t manage to convince herself—she chose to back down.

Sure enough, the aberrant was spooked. Sensing the massive mana emanating from Yin Lin, it focused all its attention on her.

Seeing the Heaven-Splitting Spear launched, it wanted to catch it—it had gotten addicted to catching them.

But this throw wasn’t aimed at it, whistling past its side and impaling itself in a distant wall.

By the time the aberrant realized what had happened, the KFC employees had already seized the chance to run for it—this was just a decoy to cover their escape.

The aberrant glanced at the fleeing employee, then at Yin Lin.

As if weighing its options, it ultimately chose to chase the employee, leaving Yin Lin behind.

It still feared Yin Lin.

Of course, Yin Lin also feared it. Otherwise, her previous Heaven-Splitting Spear would have gone straight for the aberrant, not been thrown off intentionally.

The physically enhanced aberrant was just too monstrous in terms of physical abilities. She’d thought she could take it down easily, but its reaction speed was so extreme it could even catch the high-velocity Heaven-Splitting Spear.

Even Biscuit Boy couldn’t pull that off, but this high-level aberrant could.

“Thirty-six, thirty-five… Baby, there’s not much time left,” Greenfield’s tone became more excited.

In reality, Yin Lin had already won.

After gravely injuring the high-level aberrant, the special task force or even the failed squad could finish it off once they arrived.

Huanhong and Jinluan could also deal with it if they showed up.

Even if she left now, the high-level aberrant wouldn’t be able to stir up much trouble anymore.

PJE…

Damn it!

She cursed inwardly.

Still, she just couldn’t leave. She quickly soared high into the sky.

Although the aberrant was doomed, in its dying moments it might kill half the people on this street.

In just these few seconds, the aberrant really did catch a slower pedestrian, slapped them flat,

then tore them apart while running, eating flesh and blood on the move.

It still remembered that employee who had attacked it. The wounded worker was running like crazy, his coworker pushing him in a supermarket shopping cart.

They knew they couldn’t outrun it, but they still tried, believing Yin Lin would save them.

By now, Yin Lin had ascended high above, raising a wind barrier to cut air resistance, and then poured all her strength into acceleration.

Greenfield saw it too—this was a move she’d never witnessed, so she watched intently.

When she saw Yin Lin’s speed blur into an afterimage in just a few seconds, even Greenfield grew solemn.

The aberrant, of course, noticed something closing in rapidly from above, but it still finished eating the prey’s hand before dealing with the threat.

It obviously had no concept of momentum or mass, and tried to grab whatever was coming.

So, at nearly 1000 km/h, Yin Lin crashed headlong into it.

No tricks, just a direct collision.

The wind barrier in front shattered first, slamming hard into the aberrant’s outstretched hands and breaking them both.

Then she crashed into its body—the wind barrier instantly splintered, and Yin Lin’s own body smashed into the aberrant, the magic shield blocking the brunt of the head-on impact.

Even so, the shield broke instantly, and she hurried to raise another one—only a half-second gap in between.

They tumbled away, smashing through three walls, rolling from the pedestrian street all the way to the main road before finally coming to a stop.

It sounds like a little sister, weighing just over 30 kilograms, crashing into someone—people might think, what’s the big deal? Little sisters are soft and fragrant, probably doesn’t hurt much.

But if you use Shinriha’s analogy, imagine a 30-plus kilogram stone slamming into the aberrant at 1000 km/h.

Does that make the destructive force clear?

The high-level aberrant still wasn’t dead—it managed to stand, gasping for air. A huge pool of blood spread out beneath it, both hands broken, body seriously fractured. It was at death’s door.

It forced out a Fireball spell and hit Yin Lin, who was lying over 20 meters away. But the Fireball couldn’t even break her shield—just felt like a tickle.

A few seconds later, still sprawled on the ground, Yin Lin fired off one last Heaven-Splitting Spear and blew the high-level aberrant’s head apart, ending its resistance.

The massive body finally collapsed with a crash.

She remained lying on the ground, not getting up, utterly exhausted. That last collision nearly scared her to death—she couldn’t believe what she’d been thinking just now, pulling off such a reckless move. She must be crazy.