Chương 841: 841 My Hero Academia: The Last Villain, The Destruction of the Pussycats' Headquarters, Vlad King Falls and Aizawa Is Defeated, The Hero's Arrival, and The Devil's Mark.

In this world, the League of Villains had two main branches: All For One's subordinates, who were the main force, and Shigaraki's group, which had been nearly annihilated.

Allen finished putting handcuffs on Dabi and Twice. The latter complained about the treatment.

"Hey, what about reading me my rights?! And where's my lawyer?! Sorry—you're a bastard! I didn't mean that, Mr. Walker!"

Allen blinked, looking at the man who feared him one moment and insulted him the next.

"First, I'm not a cop. Second, it's this or I could beat you unconscious. What do you choose?"

"I'm sorry."

Dabi was more cooperative, remaining silent, though he examined the handcuffs.

"Don't even try it. These aren't normal—a gift from two geniuses in technological development," Allen mocked.

"..." Dabi didn't respond.

Mr. Compress had fallen because he had underestimated him. No—even if he hadn't, the result would have been the same.

Dabi and Twice were captured without much resistance; they knew it was useless.

Magne had completely surrendered. Even after Allen left him with Mandalay and Tiger, he did not attempt to escape.

Spinner had spent some time with a bear. When they found him, he was traumatized—it seemed the bear had done more than attack him. 3

Himiko had been defeated and captured by Ochako and Toru. In truth, Himiko had underestimated both girls. In her defense, there wasn't much she could do against a completely invisible Toru.

Moonfish, Mustard, and the High-End Nomu had also been defeated, leaving only Shigaraki and Kurogiri.

...

Allen intended to inspect the battlefield, but before that, Dabi decided to break the silence.

"Allen Walker, I've wanted to ask for a long time—why does someone like you choose the path of a hero?"

"Someone like me?" Allen raised an eyebrow.

Dabi's calm tone, as if even being captured were part of some grand plan, was unsettling—and several in the chat noticed it.

"You're the strongest. You could take anything in the world—money, power, women... yet you choose to bow your head to the system."

After asking, Dabi narrowed his eyes, as if trying to peer into Allen's soul—his essence. This man was deeply contradictory.

He had seen him saving that train, that plane, that ship. He possessed both the strength and the heart to eclipse other heroes for decades, becoming a symbol equal to or greater than All Might. Yet at the same time, most of the time he was shameless, mischievous, a womanizer—someone who loved to mock and annoy others. And then there was that terrifying Allen—the one no villain wanted to see, the one they themselves awakened through their actions.

"Allen Walker… what is the real you? Why do you seem like more than one person?"

"..."

Allen remained silent for a moment before smiling faintly.

"You're overthinking it. I'm a simple guy. I don't try to act according to a role. If I help someone, it's because I want to. If I feel like playing the bad guy, I will. If you attack people I care about, of course, you'll make me angry... It's as simple as that."

"I see... You don't wear a mask. That's interesting..."

As he observed this young man, Allen felt the urge to question him. After all, Dabi's real name was Toya Todoroki. He didn't need to think much to know something had happened in the Todoroki family—and if he had to guess, it was because of Endeavor.

"You..."

*BOOM*

A massive explosion suddenly interrupted everything. Allen turned, sharpening his vision, and upon realizing it came from the shelter, he switched templates to one like Snape's, casting a petrification spell on both of them. Then he switched to Flash's template and ran toward the shelter.

....

(Moments earlier)

– Cafeteria –

Aizawa had just finished counting the students. He was thinking about going after the ones still missing, worried—but thanks to Allen rescuing Ragdoll in time, they had regained the Pussycats' logistics.

Ragdoll had been left with Bakugo, Todoroki, Shoji, and Tokoyami when Allen passed through and took down Moonfish. Of course, Bakugo hadn't liked that at all—he felt like his prey had been stolen. However, Allen wasn't there to play around; many lives were at risk.

Returning to the point, thanks to Ragdoll being safe, she was able to provide information through her headset to Mandalay, who in turn sent a telepathic message to the rest of the teachers. According to Ragdoll, no student had been seriously injured, and Allen had practically captured all the villains. This made Aizawa and Vlad let out a sigh of relief.

"This time, they stole all the spotlight from us, hahaha," Vlad laughed, lightening the mood.

"From the beginning, Walker had that objective," Aizawa spoke listlessly.

"But how stupid are these villains, attacking with Allen here?!" Mineta said arrogantly, mockingly. He hadn't done anything but run away, yet he mocked the villains.

"Well, that person is very strong," Yui said not far away.

The fact that a girl responded to him made Mineta slip into pervert mode as he approached her.

"By the way, Yui, would you like to go out with me?"

"No. And don't call me by my first name." 1

Being rejected so bluntly, Mineta froze and fell to the ground, making everyone laugh.

'Well, this is for the best,' Aizawa thought.

All the students present began to relax—but fate had other plans. The last of the villains made his appearance, crashing down like a meteor onto the building, breaking through roofs and walls.

Everyone in the cafeteria felt the impact approaching. When the final ceiling collapsed and a hole opened above them, many students panicked. After all, they were still young—not professional heroes.

"Show me your blood!" Muscular shouted as he looked at all his victims.

"I won't let you!" Vlad reacted immediately, throwing a punch at Muscular and slamming him into the wall.

"Bastard!" Muscular stood up as if nothing had happened. This guy could withstand punches from All Might and Mirko—he truly was one of the strongest villains in the League of Villains. "Just as I thought… there's going to be a lot of blood here..."

"If you want to see blood so badly, I'll show you..." Vlad, with a cold gaze, began expelling blood from his body.

"Wonderful!" Muscular laughed.

The muscle fibers in his body moved at will, gradually covering him. Soon, he reached a size similar to the Hulk—but unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong target. 1

"We don't have time for this," Aizawa said, neutralizing Muscular's Quirk.

"Damn it! Hey, that's cheating!"

"I have no obligation to be fair with a villain."

"Tch... then!"

Muscular pulled several patches from his pocket. He had many types, almost like a hobby—giving each one a meaning, from a patch for "playing around" to one for when he got serious. But this time, he didn't use any of those. Instead, he chose a black one with a bright point at the center. 1

"It's a shame I didn't run into Walker—but oh well, I'll use it on you instead~"

"Don't move!!"

Aizawa threw his bandages, wrapping Muscular like a mummy. The bindings were made of a special alloy—an ordinary person wouldn't be able to break free. Of course, this didn't apply to Quirk users with abilities like fire, super strength, or gigantification—but that's where his eyes came in, capable of nullifying Quirks.

"Don't be such a killjoy—you're going to like this!~" Muscular was completely wrapped up, yet he still wore that sadistic smile. Even though he was restrained, Muscular managed to put on his eye patch.

"Something's wrong!" Aizawa exclaimed.

Muscular was suddenly covered in a corrupted red-and-black aura. Black markings like tentacles appeared on his skin, and beyond the visual change, he broke Aizawa's bindings with ease. 1

"How can he activate his Quirk?!" Vlad exclaimed, but immediately acted—attacking Muscular with all his strength, delivering a punch powerful enough to break concrete. However, it had no effect.

"Vlad, get back!"

Vlad sensed the danger and tried to retreat—but it was too late.

Muscular stomped, shaking what remained of the building. His body had grown, covered in muscle fibers that, instead of their natural color, had turned jet black.

"That was a good hit. Now it's my turn!"

Muscular struck Vlad. His ribcage caved in, his ribs were shattered, and his internal organs were severely damaged.

Vlad was sent flying, crashing through multiple walls before being launched out of the Pussycats' shelter and slamming into several trees outside.

"That was very satisfying," Muscular said with a grin, cracking his neck.

The students were stunned. In an instant, one of their teachers and a pro hero—Vlad King—had been defeated, and his condition was unknown.

"Why didn't Aizawa-sensei's Quirk work?!" Kaminari shouted.

"Impossible!" Iida yelled.

"Everyone, get out!" Aizawa growled, taking a fighting stance. "I'll handle him!"

"Fiu~ how brave. Fine—I'd rather kill those who stand in my way!"

Aizawa didn't have time to worry about why his Quirk wasn't working, so he chose the best course of action. He wouldn't let any student fight Muscular—because he knew how strong Vlad was, and to defeat him like that, Muscular had to possess strength comparable to All Might.

"Sensei!"

Iida shouted in concern, but when he received no response and saw the focused look in Aizawa's eyes, he understood the situation. Aizawa was sacrificing himself.

"Everyone, we have to run!"

"Huh?! We're going to abandon Aizawa-sensei?!" Mineta grabbed his hair.

"Idiot!" Iida didn't want to waste any more time. He grabbed Mineta and ran, hoping the others would follow—and they did.

Running wasn't shameful. It was one of the things taught at UA. There was no need to die like a martyr. There were thousands of heroes stronger than you, with Quirks suited to handle problematic enemies. However, every UA student understood that this wasn't Mustafu. Out here in the middle of nowhere, those who could help them were few—and in another situation, Aizawa would have chosen to retreat. If he didn't, it was solely because it was his responsibility as a teacher.

'The only thing we can do is get as far away as possible so Aizawa-sensei can escape as soon as possible!' Iida thought. But he knew even a single second could mean death for Aizawa. "Idiot! Where are you?! Don't you know we need you right now?!!"

"I won't let you~"

Muscular smiled mockingly before clenching his fist. Aizawa reacted and attacked, but his bindings were torn apart with a single swipe. At the same time, Muscular's fist grew massively and slammed into the ground.

'Damn it!' was Aizawa's last thought.

The moment his fist hit the ground, it shattered. Massive cracks spread for miles, the ground trembled—the entire forest shook.

A huge explosion sent dust rising a mile into the sky. In the midst of it all, Muscular laughed maniacally. Selling his soul to the devil had been worth it.

....

Iida's mind went blank for a moment. He couldn't feel anything—he even thought he had died.

"I'm sorry..."

Iida opened his eyes and found himself inside a golden sphere floating in the air. Not just him—all the students, Aizawa, and Vlad were inside semi-transparent golden spheres.

"Allen..." Aizawa muttered, looking at the one floating in front of him.

"Sorry, I got here a little late—and I underestimated this guy."

Muscular...

Allen had received information about him from the Commission. He was a dangerous villain, but if he had to rank him among All For One's direct subordinates, he would be the weakest. That was considering that even during the Sports Festival, Mirko had beaten him badly.

"Allen-san, Vlad-sensei is in really bad shape!" Kinoko shouted.

Allen smiled and tossed a bottle filled with red liquid. It was a healing potion—he had made it along with other items while taking advantage of temporary mage templates that weren't very useful in battle.

The bottle passed through the golden sphere and fell into Kinoko's hands. Then Allen made a gesture, and all the golden spheres floated away into the distance.

"I'll handle this..."

It wasn't a request. He wasn't asking for permission—and of course, Aizawa didn't object.

"Be careful..."

"Got it!"

....

Allen landed in the middle of a massive crater. In front of him stood Muscular.

"So you finally showed up, hero?!" the villain grinned.

Seeing the black markings running across Muscular's skin, Allen frowned. This wasn't Trigger. For a moment, he didn't know what Muscular had done—but considering the massive power he now had, this could only be the power of Lucifer.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk. From the start, we only came here for one thing, right?!"

No matter what kind of villain Muscular was—in this world or the original—even the most pathetic lackey could become a monster with just a fragment of Lucifer's power.

"Show me your blood! Allen Walker!"

Muscular covered his entire body with jet-black muscle fibers, leaving only his face exposed.

"That's right, let's just get this over with."

Allen appeared in front of him and threw a punch that created a shockwave before sending him flying.

Allen flew after him, but when he caught up, Muscular straightened himself with a grin on his face. There was some blood at the corner of his mouth—but that was all.

"That was a good hit! My turn!" Muscular punched Allen in the face. Unexpectedly, Allen was stopped by the blow—his brain even rattled. "Hahaha!"

Muscular threw another punch. Allen dodged and kicked him in the stomach.

Muscular spat, but quickly retaliated with a punch that Allen blocked with his arm.

Allen knocked Muscular's arm aside, grabbed his face, and slammed him into the ground, destroying everything around them and even causing a tremor.

Muscular tried to break free from Allen's grip, punching him in the stomach.

Allen endured the pain and struck Muscular with his other fist against the ground. This time, Muscular's smile vanished, replaced by a grimace of pain.

Allen ran at super speed, dragging Muscular along and destroying everything in their path. They reached a mountain—but didn't stop. Allen slammed Muscular into it.

The force was so strong that they both went into the mountain.

From a distance, the mountain could be seen shaking with every blow exchanged within. Cracks spread everywhere—until the massive mountain collapsed.

Allen burst out from the top and flew into the sky, holding Muscular by the neck.

Even though Allen maintained the upper hand, his suit was dirty, damaged in several places, and blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.

This wasn't a one-sided fight; Muscular had the strength to take him on!

Muscular felt a bad premonition as he saw the ground getting farther away. Then he realized—Allen wanted to take him into space to suffocate him.

Muscular punched Allen with such force that the clouds parted. However, Allen didn't yield and kept accelerating toward space. Friction wrapped them in a blazing trail.

Muscular didn't give up and kept punching Allen—face, chest, stomach. Each blow shook the atmosphere, but even so, Allen didn't let go. Soon, they reached the upper stratosphere, and Muscular began to struggle to breathe.

"Ahhhhh!"

Using all his strength, Muscular bit down on Allen's hand, nearly tearing off a piece of skin. This desperate, savage move forced Allen to release him.

"Damn it!" Allen growled and flew toward Muscular, who was now plummeting downward.

"HAHAHAHA!" Muscular laughed, spreading his arms before clapping them together. "Thunder Clap!"

"Tsk..." Allen braced himself as a massive pressure wave struck him, slowing him down.

That same clap turned Muscular into a comet that crashed into the ground with the force of a thousand tons of TNT.

*BOOOM!*

....

"Ugh!" Muscular felt pain. Even with this overwhelming power, falling from near space at that speed had injured him—but he had prevented Allen from taking him off the planet.

Muscular looked up at the sky and laughed.

"How was that?!... ?!"

He didn't have time to recover. At that very moment, Allen appeared above him like a phantom, his foot already descending.

Allen's hair was blonde, and he seemed to shine as if embodying the sun. This wasn't Superman's template. This was the Quetzalcoatl Template from Fate/Grand Order.

"Gran Tope Patada!" Allen descended at full speed and kicked Muscular, taking advantage of his lack of recovery. 1

"That's cheating..." Muscular thought before being struck by a kick powerful enough to wipe out the dinosaurs.

A second impact echoed across the valley—so powerful it felt like the end of the world. Muscular's scream was heard for dozens of kilometers.

The sky burst into flames, and a massive shockwave swept through the entire area.

As for everyone else, they were safe—before the impact, they had been surrounded by a golden shield. It belonged to Artoria, who observed the battle from the sky.

....

Gwen – It's always unpleasant when Lucifer gets involved!

MJ – For a moment, I was afraid Allen wouldn't win...

Rukia – Fool, that's impossible! 3

Unohana – Ara, you say that, yet you were clinging to the screen in desperation~

Rukia – Kuh... that's...

Kratos – Quite a short fight, though it was pleasant to watch.

McDragon – This is not a spectacle...

Superman – It's concerning that enemies of this level will appear from now on. If this happened in a city, the damage would be catastrophic.

Batman – True... he'll have to be careful when facing the main villains.

....

All For One observed the outcome of the battle.

"As expected, Muscular lost... no matter. At least we discovered something important..."

"What?" Dark Might asked from behind him. Wolfram, Re-Destro, Turn Flec, the doctor, and a young man in a baseball cap were also present.

"We discovered... that he bleeds," All For One said with a smile. 3

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