My Instant Death Ability is So Overpowered, No One in This Other World Stands a Chance Against Me! - Volume 6 - Chapter 7

Chapter 7 — These People Just Forced Me to Come Along! I Have Nothing to Do with Them! 

Ragna’s head hit the floor. His body fell, spraying blood all around. And the guy who looked like nothing more than a thug had called himself a Sage. 

For Hanakawa’s group, it was hard to believe what was happening in front of them, but the adventurer’s guild continued operating as usual. In short, this was a regular occurrence for them. 

What shall I do now? Hanakawa moaned internally. 

Shigehito Mitadera, Akinobu Marufuji, and Rei Kushima stood frozen in place. They had yet to grasp the situation in front of them. So the first to move was Hanakawa. 

In an instant, he was on his hands and knees. It was an easy choice between siding with his classmates or the Sage. There was no way he wouldn’t choose the Sage. There was no way Sage candidates could beat the real deal. With Shigehito’s powers as a Master Oracle, it was possible they might have found a way to win given enough time beforehand, but coming across a Sage when they hadn’t made any preparations for it made that impossible. They still didn’t have the World Sword Omega Blade, which they needed to defeat him. 

The reason Hanakawa had been able to act so much faster than the others was due to his experience in dealing with Sages. Fear of these beings had taken root deep in his mind. He couldn’t disobey them. Before they could learn to hate him enough to kill him, he needed them to feel like he was too pathetic to be worth their time. In order to accomplish that, he immediately prostrated himself on the floor. That was the most effective way to establish that he had no hostile intentions. 

It was a truly smooth, skillful motion. Of course, there was always the possibility that it wouldn’t accomplish anything. Depending on the personality of his opponent, making a desperate attack might have been a better choice. There were those who would despise him for choosing such an unmanly method of trying to resolve the situation without a fight. But Yoshifumi didn’t seem like the warrior type. Against someone dressed like a common street thug, making himself look pathetic and begging for forgiveness seemed like the right play. 

“These people just forced me to come along! I have nothing to do with them! In a sense, I am, in fact, their victim! I have no intention of opposing the Sages! In truth, Lord Sage, these three have been plotting to kill you! They are truly wicked people!” 

“Huh? You kiddin’ me?” The Sage, who had already sat back down, looked at Hanakawa with surprise. He hadn’t instantly killed him, so for now Hanakawa’s plan seemed to be working. 

“You came here to kill me? But judging from your faces, you didn’t think I’d be here, did you?” Yoshifumi continued with a smirk. “Man, your luck must be awful. I just came here to kill time by squashing some newbies.” 

“Hanakawa, you bastard...” 

He could hear Shigehito’s furious voice behind him, but Hanakawa didn’t so much as raise his head. 

“I figured those prophecies were a bit too vague,” Akinobu sighed. 

As if responding to his words, the floor began to writhe, prompting a scream from Hanakawa. “I feel like I’ve seen this happen before!” 

The floor beneath his hands had turned into dark red meat. The building had become a living thing. It was a similar phenomenon to what had happened on the bottom level of the Underworld. At that time, the ground had been fused with and taken over by the body of the Dark God, but this time it seemed to be a result of Akinobu’s power. 

The Creator. The power to turn anything he touched into a living thing and control it. He had once turned an entire fortress into a giant, so transforming a single bar was no problem for him. 

“If the Sage is here, that makes it more convenient,” Akinobu continued. “I just need to devour you where you sit!” 

Uneven teeth appeared from above and below, an enormous tongue began to writhe, and then a dark cave appeared. They suddenly found themselves inside a monster’s mouth. 

This is one of those creatures that will kill anyone once they are inside it! 

The patrons of the bar began to scream, panicking at the sudden change in their environment. But Hanakawa didn’t move. He chose to stay motionless. Or rather, such a decision might have made him look better, but in truth he had no idea what to do, so he just kneeled there, frozen. 

Well, if I stay like this, he might think I’m completely unmoved by the situation, which will improve his opinion of me, right? 

While hoping that things would somehow work out for him, he felt the soft ground underneath him abruptly solidify. The dark red meat of the floor had turned gray. It had originally been a wooden floor, so it hadn’t exactly gone back to normal, but it had at least turned to stone. 

“I suppose that will do it.” It seemed like Yoshifumi had done something, but from his tone, it was almost as if he didn’t quite know what he had done. 

“Yoshifumi, they ran away.” 

“What now? Are you going to let them go?” 

“What are you, stupid?” he snapped back at his companions. “The Creator is one thing, but it’ll be a pain in the ass if I let the Master Oracle or the Femme Fatale get away.” 

“Why? Sages can just nullify the Gifts of anyone who received their own from your kind, can’t they?” 

“You think I got weird skills like that?” 

“No way... Are you actually as stupid as you look?” 

“You ever seen me give the Gift to anyone?” 

“Oh, now that you mention it, I haven’t. I thought you were just being stingy, but are you just not able to do it?” 

“It’s not that I can’t. It just doesn’t suit me.” 

“Whaaat? What a lame excuse! So if you’re not going to let them go, what are you going to do?” 

“Rena, go get rid of them.” 

“Okaaay.” The woman named Rena left, and the room went quiet. 

Hanakawa lifted his face. The teeth and twisted walls and floor were just as they had been before, except that they were now made of stone. 

“Petrification, I suppose?” 

“Looks like it.” 

Hanakawa jumped, not having expected an answer. “I-I mean, as expected of a Sage! You dealt with Sir Akinobu’s Creator skill so deftly!” 

“You’re a real coward, aren’t you? I like that. I love it when the small fry act all scared of me.” 

“Ha ha, I am ecstatic to hear that,” Hanakawa said, dropping his chin back to the floor. He would continue to deprecate himself for as long as it took. He decided this was the only way out for him now.