Hubert's words flowed effortlessly, each sentence heavily imbued with foreboding. This apocalypse seemed even more ruthless than the one two millennia prior, primarily because Raymond, now sentient, was amassing power at an alarming rate, putting even the Superhumans on edge. In his arsenal was Clunky, the second most potent zombie right after Raymond. Hubert's concern echoed the uncertainty: if Raymond perished, would Clunky inherit his power? If so, the Superhumans might not muster the strength for another confrontation.Yet, those were the thoughts of other Superhumans. Hubert himself harbored an unyielding hope of severing Raymond from the pernicious eye of energy. He was compelled to liberate him from the dreadful cycles of apocalyptic rebirths, each predestined to spell the annihilation of humanity. His single mission was to save Raymond and, in doing so, save the world. Failing in this quest would make him unworthy of his Level Seven Superhuman status. If he couldn't, then he c
Dust and debris clouded the scene, and an explosion from a jammed vehicle up ahead produced billowing smoke, making visibility nearly impossible. Only Hubert, with his special sight, could discern every detail without missing a beat. Chasing the zombies were two Superhumans, their power levels vastly superior. Among them was one with metal-based abilities, while the other seemed to amplify the former's powers. The strength of the latter's skill made the metal Superhuman's attacks considerably more potent.With a swift motion, the metal Superhuman raised his hand towards the sky. In an instant, a metallic net, reminiscent of Lancelot's, enveloped the two zombies. Capturing them effortlessly, he then channeled his Superpower, transforming his hand into a colossal metal appendage.With a hand sharper than any weapon Hubert had ever seen, he effortlessly crushed the skull of a zombie, leaving only its Energy Stone intact. Hubert held the stone to his nose for a sniff, an action that promp
"Of course. But I'm not assisting you out of the goodness of my heart; I'm using you for my own objectives."Hubert's reply to Gideon was clear in revealing his intentions. However, Gideon wasn't one to fret about such nuances. He retorted,"When you saved Enda and me in the past, I willingly let you exploit me. I know our ultimate goals differ, but we do share at least one common objective. So, young master Hubert, I'm counting on you."Gideon gave Hubert another friendly slap on the back. Hubert smirked and quipped,"Heh... You're still the same old scoundrel, aren't you?"His playful, mocking tone only piqued Zachary's curiosity further. In this devastated world, it wasn't uncommon for lower-tier Superhumans to cling to those of higher tiers. But to be reciprocated or even assisted in obtaining an Energy Stone by a high-tier was something he'd never seen before. In the past, when he was of a lower rank, he'd always been oppressed by stronger Superhumans. If he didn't submit to thei
Hubert winked and gestured towards Canis, signaling him to assist in boosting the trio's abilities. Understanding the silent command, Canis stepped forward. But suddenly, a sharp "whoosh" sound zipped past him.As Zachary, he unleashed his Superpower, invoking his metallic element to manifest countless hands, mirror images of his own. Yet these hands seemed to emanate an even more peculiar energy than his own. He proclaimed:"You can't just snatch it away like that. This is a competition, after all!"With that, the metallic hands he conjured coalesced like a drill, aiming to bore through Hubert's layer of ice to seize the Energy Stone nestled within the zombies' massive brain. Hubert, perceiving Zachary's intention, unleashed his own Superpower to freeze the ground beneath him, effectively stalling him:"Desire for the Energy Stone should not make you this foolish! You think you can just drill through my ice?""And how are you any different from me?"Zachary's metallic hands were now
Suddenly, the mutated fire zombie sent Lancelot and Nathan flying a dozen meters away. They spat blood from the impact. Phelan, witnessing this, cried out:"Nathan!"This scream made Canis rush to help Lancelot up. He wiped the blood from Lancelot's lips:"Lancelot, Lancelot... Are you alright?""Just a bit sore, won't kill me."Lancelot smirked, grabbing Canis's arm to steady himself.Swoosh!Unexpectedly, in a fleeting moment, the mutated fire zombie vanished from its position. Its speed was so swift that no one could truly track it. Only Hubert, from his vantage point, could keep pace with its velocity. He wondered why it was steadily distancing itself from the Superhumans. It should be attacking them.However, immediately following that, his eyes widened in alarm as he shouted:"Enda! Watch out!""What? Enda?"Upon hearing the call, Allan whirled around with sudden urgency. Before him, he saw a flame-wielding zombie darting towards where Enda stood. The creature's hands were trans
"Hubert! Stop running! Hubert!"Yet, Hubert pressed on. Just as the impending strike was a mere breath away from Hubert, he vanished into thin air. Confusion reigned. Why had Hubert disappeared so suddenly?"Where's Hubert?""Where did he go?"It wasn't just Canis. Jacob, Winston, and everyone else echoed the same sentiments. Only Dominic Henry, nursing his injuries, remained unfazed. He remarked:"Merely a spatial illusion. What's there to be surprised about?"Following his words materialized the gruesome image of a shadow-element zombie, impaled by hundreds of sharp-tipped chains. Before anyone could fully absorb the moment, the creature was torn asunder. Everyone knew that shadow zombies could absorb incoming energy and retaliate, but this one didn’t have the time to draw in the assault. It was over in the blink of an eye—so swift that one could hardly catch a breath.Then Hubert slowly emerged, enshrouded in a space that appeared and vanished just as swiftly. His eyes flared a dee
Enda's eyes clenched shut, the harrowing events from ten years ago rushing back into focus. Back then, he was an exemplary young police officer, cautious in his duties and bolstered by many who wished to aid him. A misfortune led to betrayal by his colleagues, ensnaring him in a web of drug-related crime.That year, Allan was the first to discover Enda's secret drug dealings with nefarious figures, incarcerating him and employing all means to force him into rehabilitation. But Enda's sudden disappearance raised Gideon's suspicions toward Allan. Realizing he could no longer shield such a substantial human liability, Allan crafted an elaborate scheme. He marked Enda with bruises as though he had been beaten, tore his clothes, and staged a scene of kidnapping and assault.Injecting himself with drugs to deflect suspicion from Enda, Allan professed his love the day before his arrest. Allan traded his future and career for a chance at Enda's redemption—because Enda still had family, still
Hubert was not arrogant; he knew that ascending to Level 7 required adequate energy reserves—it wasn't an achievement bestowed without effort. He wasn't patronizing Lancelot, who knew that Hubert was merely jesting. Lancelot gripped Hubert's mouth, grinding his teeth as he retorted,"You've really changed, not like that kid who used to send me longing glances. Now you dare to belittle me?"The grip didn't hurt Hubert, but it did pout his lips, making him irresistibly adorable—a visage that once had Lancelot utterly smitten."Why shouldn't I scorn those who underestimate their own prodigious abilities?" Hubert said, punching Lancelot in the chest to make him release his grip.Their banter ceased as they felt the rising chill in the atmosphere. Domi, Jacob, Winston, and even Canis—they all glared at them like bullets, resenting their casual camaraderie."Let's get moving; the journey ahead is long." Hubert abruptly changed the subject, his eyes scanning the distant horizon. The fallen m