Now the tremors here had ceased, and the deafening blasts from City S had also stopped. Canis looked at the prone Hubert, then toward the meteorite crash site; the dark purple sky still had streaks of light shooting across it. He said:"Do we know what just happened? Has my older brother leveled up yet?""He has." Domi replied, still lying on the ground, panting as if strangled.Lancelot, lying beside Hubert, tilted his head toward the crash site and asked: "How do you know?""I just do." Domi answered languidly, adding: "because I've traveled through time to be here before.""So, you've been clinging to young master Hubert all this time? No wonder he avoids you like the plague.""Hmph!"Domi narrowed his eyes, snorting dismissively. After a moment, feeling the futility of it all, he closed his eyes to reminisce. His mind carefully rewound the visions from years past, converging in his neural labyrinth. Just like today, Hubert had been driven to madness for Raymond.Domi knew that he
A weighty silence settled over the group. True, no one dared to hunt the Zombie King, but with a legion of powerful superhumans, perhaps the task wouldn't be so insurmountable."A single individual may hesitate, but a hundred united? If there were a hundred individuals with abilities akin to mine and Ethan's, would hunting a Zombie King be so daunting?"Domi's sudden words deepened the already palpable gloom. He wasn't wrong; it was a consideration any superhuman had thought of, which was why they formed such teams. Alone they were vulnerable, but together they could potentially overpower a zombie of any rank.As Domi spoke, his gaze lingered on the people in front of him. Finally, he continued: "Look, the zombies may be increasing, but they aren’t swarming. A united front of superhumans could easily overcome this 'gatekeeping' mob of undead. Mutual support is key.""Easy for you to say." Gideon countered: "but our team isn't small, and we've been decimated countless times."Domi resp
No wonder they are so arrogant with such raw power. Yet, if we talk about sheer strength, the Wang squad still holds an edge. A brief glance reveals that the opposition is overly offensive, lacking in defense and support.A purely offensive squad might dominate initially, but the longer the battle drags on, the higher the chances of their defeat. Gideon, after meticulously observing, noticed this significant flaw, which is why he dared to be defiant. He wasn't a fool; he knew that the odds favored the Wang squad. Gideon turned to his remaining teammates:"So, what do you say? They've challenged us. Do we accept?""As long as you're willing, I'm always ready." came the reply.Caradoc was the first to respond, his playful yet genuine demeanor casting a blend of joy and concern over Gideon. The lad's competitive spirit was evident, raising fears of potential harm to him. Then Enda remarked:"Let's have at it then. I may be weak, but perhaps I can procure some Energy Stones for temporary
Winston grabbed Hubert's hand and gave it two shakes, demanding his attention. The gesture did make Hubert shift his focus. He glanced at Winston, then back at the ringleader, and finally toward the heart of S city. He spoke deliberately:"Let's put today's matter aside for now. But don't assume that anyone who seeks to hunt the zombie king will be safe."Hubert withdrew his Superpower energy, his fists clenched as though prepared to decapitate anyone at a moment's notice. The ringleader, noticing Hubert's newfound composure, let out a sigh of relief, yet dared to probe further:"Why do you protect the zombie king? His existence threatens the lives of all humanity.""Indeed..."Hubert merely nodded in agreement, signaling his understanding that Raymond's existence was a peril to humankind. Yet, he voiced no further thoughts. More than anyone else, he understood the peril that Raymond's very being brought about, the specter of death that trailed behind him. But the very thought of witn
Though he'd never directly clashed with him, Caradoc knew that Clunky was no pushover. His first encounter with the zombie was when Clunky was merely a level-5, losing a fight against Lancelot. But things had changed; the zombie had gained immense strength over the months, and even Caradoc, who had never fought him, felt a sense of dread.Hubert, too, ceased arguing at this moment. He walked closer to the black "river." stopping a mere five meters away. The heat emanating from it was palpable. Compared to Nathan's or Jacob's fire, Lancelot's was less hot, but it should not be underestimated.When he was merely at level 5, he could transform a high-ranking Superhuman into a mere skeleton in the blink of an eye. Now, the magnitude of his powers is beyond anyone's comprehension.Whoosh!Hubert unleashed a chunk of metal larger than a human head, hurling it into the heart of the river. The metallic mass immediately emitted a sound akin to boiling oil, followed by effervescent bubbles befo
If Clunky arrived a tad earlier, Phelan and Allan might have formed an alliance to restrain him, saving them much precious energy. Yet, if his arrival were any more belated, the ice barrier would have been wholly corroded by his sinister liquid. Hubert, gazing as the first shadow struck the ice barrier, realized that had he not been at Superhuman level 6 quota peak, that wall would have fallen long ago.Lost in contemplation, Hubert was startled by Stella’s sudden voice:"Hubert, have you forgotten about me? I am, after all, a pure Ice Superhuman.""And I am as well. Alone, your showy moves are more than enough."Lucia chimed in, her laughter tinged with a hint of mockery. Stella, with a hint of drama, channeled her Superpower, reinforcing Hubert's ice barrier. Almost as if dancing in tandem, Lucia followed suit. Thus, three magnificent ice walls, spanning over fifty meters, stood in unison, ensuring Clunky's water shadows could not break through. This feat could potentially buy them
Now, had it not been for Canis with his luminous superpowers, there probably would've been no means of separating Raymond's energy. Cautiously extending his arm, he sensed a familiar energy, through which he could trace the very existence of Raymond. Even more astonishing, he felt as though he could pinpoint Raymond's exact location.Raymond wasn't at the meteorite's core, but he was undoubtedly making his way there. This revelation meant there was no need to waste time seeking him. The very thing demanding his attention now roiled and seethed right before his very eyes.The ominous black pool belonging to Clunky seemed on the verge of erupting, its turmoil growing by the second. Ever since Hubert had siphoned off Raymond's energy, Clunky's own energy began to oscillate wildly. This clearly indicated that he had detected the essence of the Zombie King lingering around.Confusion must have gripped Clunky, for Raymond's scent manifested in two distinct locations: where Raymond truly was
If reason failed, then perhaps the heart's tug might prevail. Since their encounter, Clunky had refrained from striking him, showcasing a surprising restraint. Coupled with the fact that Clunky had not lost his rationale, there was hope to sway him. Hubert implored,"Just pretend not to see us, allowing us passage to the asteroid's core. I'll do my utmost to prevent his self-destruction. You can assist with that, can't you?""Do you not comprehend the apocalypse that Raymond's existence might trigger?""I'm well aware." Hubert sighed: "but I wish to save both the world and him."Once more, Clunky lapsed into a contemplative silence. It was a long minute before he said: "Your recklessness astonishes me. Moreover, preventing his self-destruction might be inevitable. He can't explode if he loses his self-awareness. The event is imminent!"Rather than speculation, Clunky’s words felt like a forewarning. As if Raymond's loss of control was a foregone conclusion. Hubert queried,"Do you fat