Chapter 51 - This is why you don't play in old buildings

Author's Note: Hello there everyone! I hope you had a wonderful week! I just want you to read the note at the end because it's important. With that out of the way I wish you lots of fun with this chapter. Enjoy!

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When Hermann stood in front of the old factory which by now mere looked like a large sized brick building with a large round broke chimney that could still be seen looming over the back of the building like a broken watchtower of an ancient castle. Here and there remains of white paint could still be seen that had presumable covered the building entirely before it had been abandoned many years ago. Slowly walking towards the entrance where a few bricks had already fallen and cracks covered the rest he carefully entered in order to not cause a collapse. Looking up to what remained of the roof he carefully maneuvered around a few pillars that stood in the room and still supported parts of the ceiling and the piles of rubble that had already fallen down here and there to avoid alerting the other ones in this hideout.

H: [Hey System! Could you tell me his exact location?]

H: [Then let him taste some dirt.]

With that Hermann advanced a few meters, stored his sword in his inventory and punched towards the ground with his full power. The ground shook for a short while and seemed to cave in but after a few centimeters is stood still once more. When he raised his fist only a deep imprint of his fist could be seen.

H: [How? What did he put below ground to stop this?!]

Digging his hand deep into the earth besides his fist imprint he easily excavated what could fit in his hand like a hot knife cutting through butter. Beneath a thin layer of bricks and dirt he felt a strong resistance. Taking a good look inside he quickly noticed the silvery gleam of metal. Before he could investigate any further he was interrupted by the noise of hurried steps from his right where what had seemed to be a massive brick wall opened up quickly and many people emerged from the darkness that obscured what laid behind. Wanting to stand up to fight against him he rose from his kneeling position only to be blasted towards the partially collapsed room when ground he had stood upon was blown upwards.

As he was flung upwards he avoided the still standing parts of the roof and ascended further up into the sky. He barely had time to contemplate whether crashing into the ceiling and falling only a bit or flying higher and falling over a large distance in this case would hurt more before he was interrupted by something that had attached itself to his leg and began to pull him towards the ground at high speeds. As he looked down he saw something that reminding him of cables tied around his ankle and the ground that was coming towards him at a terrifying speed. In the few moments before he landed he merely came to two conclusion.

H: [ First of all I'm completely screwed and this is really really….really going to hurt]

Reentering feet first he crashed through still standing parts of the ceiling before impacting the ground in a large cloud of dirt and dust.

H: [Yepp. My legs definitely hate me now. Let's not do this again]

Before the dust cloud even rose he move away to avoid another attack targeted at him shortly before many projectiles quickly passed by him. Although he wasn't exactly sure about the exact power of the projectiles and he was pretty confident in his defense and abilities he still believed that if he hadn't moved in time he would have probably gotten a few more holes than necessary which he was not a great fan of. Turning towards the origin of the attack with his shield raised he equipped his sword once more and quickly advanced through the dust clouds towards the source of the projectiles only to greeted with an empty piece of room where nobody stood. Realizing that he had been tricked he turned around only to be greeted with another blast that send him crashing towards the wall, cracking it even further with some bricks already falling. Although he had felt pain he wasn't seriously hurt as his shield and armor had reduced the severity of the attack by a lot.

H: [Did we give him any form of debuff? I mean there are so many skills on this shield that it's already disgustingly broken.]

H: [Damn it. And it seems like we have to fight this enemy for a very long time to try and deal as many bleeding wounds, debuffs, etc. as we can. I really hope that this was All for One and not one of his many annoying minions because if that wasn't him then we are royally screwed.]

This comment came not one moment to late because just he leaned to the front and stumbled a bit to the right a fist came smashing out of the dust impacting the wall behind him where his head had been located, reducing the impacted area to rubble that flew across the street located behind it followed by a collapse of the wall segments that were located above it. Sadly or rather luckily for Hermann the man had punched towards his left side where his shield was located and to properly engage the enemy he needed to turn around and stand up straight which wasted precious time. To gain more he pushed his shield towards the attacker. The attacker however managed to grab it with his other hand and pulled Hermann towards his other fist that was once more ready to bash some kids head. Ducking behind his shield Hermann stabbed towards the mans fingers that had grabbed his shield.

Although he flew into another wall his sword had managed to cut three of his opponents fingers that had grabbed the edge of his shield. Preparing himself for another attack he got a first good look at his opponent that slowly walked closer to him. A man in a black suit with white hair and light colored eyes.

H: [Is that him?]

H: [Then how about we take a closer look.]

With a slight smile on his face that was not visible however due to the helmet he wore he activated his Skill Observe to quickly capitalize the moment while the enemy was also evaluating his abilities.

Name: All for One, Shigaraki

Title: Ruler of the Age of Villains, Main Antagonist

Age: ????

VIT: 98

STR: 96

DEF: 92

INT: 83

WIL: 76

STA: 84

LUK: 30

Skills:

Too many

Feeling sweat running down his forehead Hermann thought.

H: [Well, I guess we f.u.c.k.i.e.d up completely?]