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A second chance in Boku No Hero Academia

Our MC is accidentally killed by God and he is reincarnated in Boku no Hero Academia, let's see how things turn out for our MC.... English is not my native language...criticism is appreciated

Luixto_Miroku · Anime & Comics
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Chapter 59 Deika City vs. Ymir (Part 1)

--Moshi, moshi~ Fried chicken?

--Hey~ Ice machine~

--I'm going to destroy or slaughter a city~ so take care of the fish that come out of the net~

--…Ymir-kun…you're really going to do this.

--Sacrifices have to be made... sacrifices... Hawks-san... I'll build a tower with their 116,516 bodies~

--Luck... Ice Machine, I'll take care of the leftovers.

--Kill them, don't capture them.

--You are cruel boy...

--I'm just normal~ see ya.

I hung up the phone and turned my gaze to the ocean of clouds.

city is a few kilometers ahead, there are about a few thousand idiots from the paranormal liberation army, Re-destro, their lambiscones not counting the league of villains and Gigantomachia. To be honest I can take down the paranormal army and their leaders, maybe it will take a while to Kill Ice Guy Geten, Gigantomachia, Tomura and Dabi will be another headache, for everything else it will just be a walk on the prairie.

***

Airspace above the clouds. Approximately 3,000 meters above Deika City.

Since my training my Haiki of perception became wider, I can feel every person in a radius of 5 kilometers around, more than 100,000 signs of life, they really mobilized most of their army, too much cannon fodder…

--Looks like... I'll have to build that tower~

From my throne, I contemplated the clear sky as well as the clouds around me, the immaculate white made me feel sick thinking that all this is nothing more than an illusion, peace and calm is nothing more than a short rest before the war and catastrophe.

--Okay, 7 new signs have appeared~ should be Tomura and the others~ good time to work~ Peterhausen.

At my command the great ice dragon plummeted towards the earth.

--It's time for you to know the true meaning of fear~

Forgetting my own rules and limits, I just let a wild and cruel smile spread across my face… and sing out loud, ignoring all morality or ethics, just let my madness and will take control, shaping my greatest construction site.

--WINTER OF AVALON: JÖTUNHEIM - FALL!

The whole area around me was affected by hundreds of air currents of sub-zero temperatures, as icicles of different sizes and shapes formed around us, hundreds, became thousands and thousands became millions of bluish-purple ice pieces filled with a incredible strength, toughness, and speed, each and every one giving off a deadly, reaving glow.

Usurping the moisture from the sky and clouds, turning them into my medium turning it into an icy weapon.

--Witness the Descent of the Ruler of Ice!

Before I knew it, I had already destroyed a third of the city just with the arrival of the terrible hurricane hail storm.

***

-- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!

--OI, OI, OI, THAT WASN'T PART OF THE REVOLUTIONARY DEAL!

--Can I kill them now?

--This looks ugly... Dabi.

--Don't say it, it seems that those guys don't know either.

--My apologies but we didn't either... Hey, Geten, what the hell is that?!

As the league of villains cautiously eyed the liberation army member, he only smiled and made a phone call to his partner.

I don't know what the hell that is Trumpet! I can barely change the direction of that ice! It's a real Monster! Shit! Arrive!

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded terrified and surprised, adding to the nerves and pressure on his partner.

--Geten… Who arrived and can you stop him?

--Shit, Ymir, I'll do my best but... this guy already destroyed a third of the city with just his input!

Damn his mount is three times bigger than before!

--Calm down Geten you are the best ice user in the world!

--I know... the Festival continues.

Good luck, Geten.

The call ended with that sentence.

--Ha hahaha~ Looks like a big fish has joined your little party, revolutionaries~

Shigaraki Tomura laughed out loud as he mocked his enemy's pale face.

--Let Giran go and we'll go, we can talk another day… I think you have bigger problems right now.

He said pointing to the storm brutalizing hail in the distance.

--No, no, no~ you're here, we'll continue with the itinerary let's go~ let's start~

Trumpet put on his mask and shouted to his followers.

--TO THE ADVENTIST FESTIVAL!

Hundreds of people charged at the villain league members separating them from each other.

--COME ON! FIGHT! FIGHT! SHOW WHAT YOUR GIFTS ARE MADE OF! WARRIORS OF THE REVOLUTION!

***

Deika City – Area under the Hail.

--That's all you got~ Geten…

--Not yet... Ymir.

A young man with snow-white hair dressed in a large blue and white fleece jacket was lying on a pile of rubble, his arm was bent in the wrong direction, and he had several wounds all over his body, in front of him or rather on his side. the sky above his head, huge evil dragon was comfortably perched on top of a building, while on his head stands indifferent to all the destruction caused, the one who was supposed to be a hero.

A young black-haired man with cold blue eyes filled with a silver shine, wore a crown of blackish-purple ice on his head, his chiseled muscular body as well as an extensive scary and exoteric-looking tattoo that covered his entire chest and went up to his face giving him a intimidating, not to mention the clawed gauntlets and dragon boots on his feet of the same fel ice.

--I'm sorry but your time is up… Die.

*CRACK*

A single, sharp blade pierced Geten's belly from his back to the front, impaling him.

--This will not stop me YMIR!

The young man yelled as he mobilized the light blue ice around him in one last attack.

--Useless... *Snap*

*BRICK*

Hundreds of spikes formed from the main pillar and easily dismembered the young ice user into nothing more than a frozen clump of remnants.

--Okay~ one down~ now let's finish off some cannon fodder… Peterhausen!

*ROOOOOAAAAAR*

At the orders of his master, the dragon moved like a living creature and carelessly pounced on the city, destroying everything in its path, men, women, children, the elderly, houses, shops, buildings, hospitals, everything was flattened under its claws. , wings and fangs.

--Winter Demon Art: ICE AGE!

In the blink of an eye everything within a 500 meter radius was frozen to a level below true absolute zero (-274°F) wiping out any hope of survival any revolutionary might have.

--The boss is in that tower~ but I still have to take care of some extras~

Grinning, the demon youth raised his hand.

--Ice Modeling : Frozen Wolf Horo!

*AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*

A three meter tall ice wolf formed entirely out of purple ice and the black-haired youth jumped on her back gently.

--Now~ let's go hunting~ Horo~

*AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*

The howl echoed throughout the city bringing instinctive fear to all who heard it.

***

--Toga-chan-senpai wait for me.

--Don't bother me Billy-kun, you're not Jin stop acting like him.

--But Toga-chan-sempai... BE CAREFUL!

Along with the words of warning from the young man dressed in a red bodysuit with a black division symbol on his chest, he himself split into many doubles of himself to protect the ash-blonde haired girl from a tide of sharp ice, only to be crushed by it.

--Hello~ Himiko Toga-chan~

--Ymirhs~shama~

The two young people greeted each other with a strange affectionate tone, although in their sunny eyes one could see an endless madness and lust between them.

--Your new partner~?

--It has been since you killed Jin.

The young woman growled in a low voice while the other party just smiled and opened her arms as she got off her mount.

--Come Toga-chan~ let's dance one last piece.

--No weirdo will come near Toga-chan-sempai! Billy Numerous Rush!

The young man in red screamed and carried a hundred of his copies but neither of the two lovers flinched, nor did they bother to turn to see him, the ice wolf simply dedicated herself to biting and tearing the bodies with her teeth and claws, getting closer slowly to the original, while his master danced a mortal waltz with the young woman.

--Hahahahahaha~ Ymirhs-shama~!

The girl's psychotic laugh echoed through the hundreds of ice daggers that surrounded the two.

--It's very hard Ymirsh-shama~

--You're still just as cute~ Toga-chan~ Too bad I have to kill you~

Both continued to dodge each other's attacks in sync, stab by stab, cut by cut, feint by feint, until the young black-haired man smiled and blocked the young woman's arms with his own, trapping her and bringing her closer to his body.

--Time to end this, goodbye Himiko Toga...

If the young man stole the young woman's lips and invaded her mouth viciously, the young woman was gradually enveloped in spirit and shared a passionate kiss with the young man, a pity that in turn the young demon stole his life.

A minute later the young lover had turned into a lifelike ice sculpture, a sickly smile filled with lust, happiness and desire on her face.

Without further ado, the young black-haired man walked towards the fallen and semi-mutilated Billy.

--So this is what Cannon-chan found~ and they say that copying other people's moves is bad~ well let's forget about it.

*CRACK*

The young black-haired man just stepped on the villain's skull with his ice boot and crushed it like a watermelon, without bothering impaling and freezing all the revolutionaries in his path, thirty minutes have passed since his descent and nearly half the city has been reduced to a frozen wasteland.

*BOOOOM*

-- You are a monster sent by the government aren't you ?! Is this the justice of the Heroes?!

Behind an explosion, a woman with blue skin and eyes with black sclera and golden irises emerged from the rubble, her limp red dress torn giving a wide view of her cleavage and legs.

--Oh~ a revolutionary officer~ I don't care... He dies.

With those words, the woman was mercilessly impaled and crushed, her head flew into the air and was stopped by the demon.

--Come on, come on~ Let's slow down a bit~ Hahahahahahaha~

Laughing, the young man rode back on his ice wolf, hanging the defeated officer's head on his belt.