WEEBCENTRAL CULLING GAMES EP 11: PERFECT PREPARATION PART 4

[November 11th, 10:15 AM. Kyoto Prefecture. The Zenin Estate.] As she sailed through the air, completely inverted, she spun Dragonbone. 4 distinct flashes of black steel cut through the air. 4 Kukuru fighters collapsed simultaneously, their jugular veins severed. Zenstone landed silently on her feet in the center of the mob. Recognizing that weapons were failing, a massive fighter attempted to grapple her from behind, aiming to crush her windpipe. She dropped Dragonbone. The displacement of the air and the microscopic vibrations in the floorboards provided her with a 360-degree, 3d map of the room.She dropped her center of gravity, avoiding the grapple, and launched a brutal, ascending back-kick. Her heel connected squarely with the his ribcage. The sheer kinetic force shattered five ribs instantly, driving the jagged bone fragments deep into his lungs. As the giant crumpled, coughing up a geyser of blood, Zenstone stepped forward, delivering a lightning-fast, straight right punch directly into the larynx of an approaching swordsman. The cartilage crushed audibly, and he dropped like a stone. "Surround her! Don't let her move!" 10 fighters screamed, rushing her simultaneously from all sides. Zenstone scooped Dragonbone off the floor with her foot, catching it by the hilt. She weaved through the tight cluster of men, slipping past thrusts and slashes by millimeters. Within 3 minutes, the polished oak floor of the training hall was completely submerged in a slick, inch-deep pool of blood. A squad leader,raised a cursed firearm, aiming squarely at Zenstone’s head. He was 20 feet away. Zenstone planted her front foot, angled her body, and intentionally broke her own traction. She utilized the friction coefficient of the blood to slide across the floor like an ice skater, completely ducking beneath the path of the cursed bullet. She closed the 20-foot gap in a fraction of a sec, sliding directly between the squad leader's legs. Before he could look down, Zenstone snapped upright behind him. She pressed her knuckles gently against the center of his spine. The force imploded the man's vertebrae, sending a shockwave through his internal organs,killing him. "You..." one of them stammered, tears of sheer terror. "You will not leave here alive, you monster!" "Try me." She lunged forward,she launched into a twisting backflip, using the rotational momentum to swing Dragonbone in a massive, sweeping circle. The blade carved through the remaining fighters in a single, uninterrupted motion. Killing all of 75 men. Before she could proceed toward the inner sanctum, the heavy wooden doors at the far end of the hall swung open. The Hei. The elite fighting force of the Zenin Clan, composed entirely of sorcerers ranked Semi-Grade 1 or higher. Standing in the doorway were 3 of their most lethal commanders. Assmilk stepped forward first.His CT, 'Lactose Blast,' allowed him to weaponize calcium and dairy compounds into explosive cursed projectiles.Beside him stood BigBlackMara, a towering behemoth of a man.His CT, 'Chrysanthemum Days,' was a AOE manipulation of decay. Finally, there was TazTaz.His CT is unknown to Zenstone. The 3 elite commanders looked past Zenstone, observing the slaughtered men. Assmilk cracked his knuckles. "A worthless piece of trash like you should just go to hell." BigBlackMara was the first to initiate an attack. He slammed his massive hands together. "Wither and weep," BigBlackMara chanted. A sickly, pale-yellow aura exploded outward from his body, expanding into a 30m spherical radius. Wherever the light touched, the polished oak floor instantly darkened, rotting into brittle, foul-smelling mulch. The corpses of the Kukuru unit caught in the blast immediately began to decay, their flesh sloughing off the bone in accelerated putrefaction. "Chrysanthemum Days" is an area-of-effect technique that forcefully accelerates the cellular entropy of anything within its midst that has a faint of CE, but this reveals a fatal flaw. Zenstone stood dead center in the rotting sphere. The fabric of her Jujutsu High uniform began to fray and disintegrate, turning to ash. But her skin completely devoid of CE,remained entirely unaffected. BigBlackMara’s eyes widened in profound shock as Zenstone simply walked, completely unharmed. "Impossible...!" "Cover him, you idiot!" Assmilk roared from the flank. Assmilk thrust both his palms forward "Lactose Blast!" By manipulating the calcium and dairy compounds within his own body and the surrounding moisture, Assmilk can synthesize hyper-dense, calcified projectiles. Fired under immense internal pressure, these spheres possess the stopping power of an anti-tank rifle. 3 bone-white spheres ripped through the air, breaking the sound barrier as they aimed directly for Zenstone’s skull, heart, and kneecap. 0.05 seconds to impact.Zenstone didn't attempt to dodge. She raised Dragonbone, angling the broad side of the sword like a shield.