The King of Heroes: Null/Virtue

Who Are You?

"Fucking slavers!" Izuku shouted, grabbing one of Chisaki's henchmen by the throat and pulling backwards hard enough to rip it out, leaving the body to hang midair before it fell to the ground. He would've liked to take them alive, but he simply couldn't afford the risk of leaving a wounded enemy at his back.

"What have you ever done for the good of others?!" He asked, jumping out of the way as an Onyx released their Breath Attack right at his torso.

Even with all the hindrances, Izuku had Calamity buffing him, and his training keeping him alive. Not only that, but Chaos Magic was such a potent form of Magic, that they couldn't take it away completely, giving him a couple minutes of foresight and allowing him to read the moves of his opponents.

The same could be said of his Atlas Magic. It had soaked so deeply into his body that he was still a machine.

"Says a privileged King!" Chisaki roared, opening his maw to breathe the most noxious and foul Breath Attack Izuku had ever seen.

Izuku responded in kind, letting loose his Eclipse Breath to meet the Breath Attack head-on and creating a pocket for himself. With all the debuffs, and an inability to access his Dragon Forms due to his disabled Quirks, Izuku's potent Breath could only counteract the buffed Chisaki's in his Dragon Form, rather than completely blow it away.

The remaining spray of the noxious attack went splattering against the mountains, instantly melting the range into an acidic sludge. A small smattering of the acid rained down on Izuku's arm, burning away his upper layer of skin. His body was no longer as impenetrable as it had been.

His Healing Magic was one of the Magics he was most adept in, so it couldn't be sealed completely by Zeta, but in concert with the acid, it was slow to close up the wounds on his skin.

The only benefit was that both Izuku and Chisaki needed to recharge their Breath Attacks at the same time.

As soon as the dozen remaining combatants - about 7 Onyx, 2 Ebony, 1 Terran, and 3 Hunger, as well as Chisaki himself - saw Izuku bleeding and wincing in pain, they jumped at the chance.

Individually, they were some of the strongest beings relative to their species. Equipped by Chisaki, and buffed by Zeta's contracts, they could've taken down any non-Lord nation on their own. With a weakened Izuku, they knew they had a chance to-

Two of the Hunger heads vanished in the blink of an eye, blown off by Morphos in its most powerful railgun configuration.

"Hypocite!" Izuku shouted through the pain of the acid eating through his right arm. "You were born to the most wealthy and powerful nation on the planet! You were born an Onyx!"

Three of the Onyx let loose their Breath Attacks all at once. But these were rather standard attacks, like Fire Magic, Lightning Magic, or Ice Magic. Unlike Chisaki's potent dissolving breath, Izuku could counter each one with a specific Magic from his Grimiore.

"You could've been anything!" Izuku launched through the smoke and debris of all the Breath Attacks, rushing for Chisaki, but the Terran landed in front of him, his massive Quirk gauntlets aiming to crash down on Izuku's head.

Izuku met him head on, driving his knuckle into the Terran's and blowing away half of his body. The man fell over, instantly dead.

"You had endless potential! And you chose to steal from others instead of building something yourself!" Izuku launched a hail of shrapnel from Morphos, forcing the Ebony and remaining Hunger to duck and cover. "You're no thief with a heart of gold! No peasant stealing to feed his family! You don't get to call me privileged!"

Izuku used the Wind Elementals to shoot straight for Chisaki, diving just beneath a swipe of his front legs. The second his talons touched the ground, the stone and dirt was erased from existence. Izuku knew that if any of Chisaki's digits hit him, he'd suffer the same fate.