Chapter 53 - Why Does Your Finger Make Me Angry?
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Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 53 - Why Does Your Finger Make Me Angry?

Long Di remained unmoved in the face of this, even as the ground shook beneath his feet. “I guess I’ll call this move… meh, I’ll think about it later.’”

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The dark grey clouds overhead coalesced into a blanket of darkness as they plunged the landscape into a plain of despair. They seemed to follow ever so slightly Long Di’s every action, or more accurately, his finger.

“Hm?” He looked above and noticed the anomaly as he mumbled to himself. “Is it another…? No, this doesn’t feel like what happened back then. It feels different somehow. Wait, is this because of my attack?”

“Little savage, feel my wrath!” Elder Gang Heng roared as he was almost upon him.

“No time to think, I guess,” Long Di decided.

Seeing how Gang Heng was the nearest, followed in proximity by the humans who risked it all to follow up, Long Di let loose his latest attack.

“Finger of Lev… oh crap to that.” Long Di cut himself short. ‘I never know why Mc’s always shout out the name of their attack. If anything, it’s stupid when you put it into practice. I mean, you don’t hear a policeman shouting ‘shoot’ when he’s gonna shoot someone, or a fighter say ‘punch’ when he’ll punch someone. It’s pretty stupid if it isn’t for epic reasons. Then again, the logic in this world is different, so there is that. Whatever, I’ll do it when the mood hits.’

While Long Di’s mind was working at super high-speed thinking about the important things in life, his attack was almost ready.

Krsssh!!

Streaks of grey lightning kept crackling off his finger as it tore up the ground around him!

The dark clouds above churned and twisted before a massive split rent the sky asunder, as if heralding the arrival of something great!

‘It seems to be a bit different from what I saw in that scroll,’ thought Long Di as he saw the changes taking place above and around him. ‘I can only call this a rough sketch, but it should be enough for these cannon fodders.’

Dum!

Nine black cauldrons burst into being behind Long Di as they revolved and pulsated with an ancient and arrogant bearing!

“What

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