Upon opening it, Gideon discovered around two dozen cores of various types within. Judging by their color and quality, they were all third tier or higher, indeed a treasure trove. However, before they could revel in joy, a sudden gust of wind erupted, the air quickly chilling under the blazing glare of the twin suns. A violent whirlwind was born, converging on their position."Brace for an ambush." someone cautioned."Impossible to determine if it's a Superhuman or zombie." another observed.Hubert activated his piercing gaze, scanning their surroundings. The view was obscured by clouds of dust kicked up by the tumultuous winds. The nature of their attacker remained unknown, yet the formidable power it possessed was unmistakable.The group huddled together defensively, wary of potential sneak attacks. Hubert placed Winston behind him for protection. Although Winston still possessed the strength of an average man, compared to a Superhuman or a second-tier zombie or higher, he was signi
Gideon's words were not without reason, the mutated ivy had commenced its onslaught. The surrounding atmosphere trembled every time its body was thwacked against the protective barrier. Gideon was incredibly attuned to even the most minor movements as a Wind-Element Superhuman. He said to Enda:"Enda, come lend a hand. When combined, fire and lightning can create great power.""Understood."Having said this, Enda moved to Gideon's side. Nathan activated his Superpower first, the flame in his hand incessantly growing. The fire in Nathan's hand transformed from a warm orange to a bright azure, symbolizing a mighty blaze that could incinerate an entire house instantly."What level Superhuman are you?"Although he could guess Nathan's level from the energy emitted, Gideon still wanted to ask. Nathan then scratched the back of his head bashfully and replied,"Quite embarrassingly, I'm a mid-fourth quota."Gideon was almost rendered speechless. There was nothing to be embarrassed about with
"It's dire now, Nathan's flame couldn't ignite the core of the trunk, and our defense wall is also destroyed. What should we do next?"Gideon stood in front of both Phelan and Nathan, an act unbecoming of a support class Superhuman like him. He was puzzled about when he had become so brave. Could it be because he didn't want his ex-boyfriend and his current wife to endure another separation? Their deep mutual affection, and yet their separation, was a painful spectacle.The more Gideon thought, the more noble he felt. But the mutated vine seemed to mock his nobility and lashed forward. Each segment of its stem moved like the tentacles of an octopus, dancing in the air. Now, it seemed like a colossal black squid poised to devour its prey."Do we have a plan? If this continues, we're done for."Canis, who had been silent from the start, spoke up. He moved ahead to shield Hubert and continued,"Don't get lost in fantastical thoughts and charge into a death trap again."If Hubert was some
“Ugh!”“How nausea!”Hubert could barely contain the sudden surge of nausea, retching into a gruesome scene that was as horrifying in its smell as it was in its sight. The acrid stench of decay was potent enough to suggest that it wouldn’t be long before the Superhumans were captured, all drained of their power, left to sink into the vile acidic pit left by the mutated ivy.“What are we to do?” Hubert questioned, dread permeating his voice: “If this continues, we might end up buried here.”The blood drained from the faces of all those present as Hubert’s words hung in the air, stark against the chaos. Canis, from below, endeavored to maintain composure, saying: “Let’s stay calm. We will find a solution.”Yet, as soon as he spoke, another roar echoed. Another Superhuman was caught. In less than five minutes, two bleached skeletons had been tossed into the pit. Hubert swallowed hard, fear knotting in his stomach. Would he meet his end here? He couldn’t, wouldn’t allow it to happen.“Car
At this moment, Phelan and Nathan joined them. Phelan spoke:“We’ll leave half our party here to help guard the kid. The rest will accompany me to assist in the search for our lost people.”His offer surprised Canis: “You are under no obligation...”“Nay, don’t say that.” Nathan interjected with resolution: “We, the Edwards family, are prepared to extend help, be it small or large, in the future.”Phelan affirmed Nathan’s promise: “You’ve saved Nathan, the sole remaining heir of the Edwards family. So, our debt to you is far greater than one life. And, since he is my wife, I am in your debt too. I pledge my allegiance to the Wang family and vow to serve them with utmost dedication.”Taken aback, Canis found himself at a loss for words. But Phelan insisted again: “Henceforth, aiding the Wang family is our utmost priority.”Canis forcedly smiled, knowing he couldn’t sway Phelan or Nathan’s decision: “In that case, the Wang family is indeed privileged.”“Not at all. It’s our duty.”“Ha h
Typically, Hubert's training sessions with Winston never resulted in such distress. Therefore, the only plausible explanation was his resentment towards anyone impersonating Theodore. He despised the thought of someone using Theodore's identity to get close to him. Clenching his fist tightly, Hubert demanded,"Enough of this nonsense. Who are you, and why are you pretending to be my brother?"With his Superpower activated and ready for a fight, the imposter didn't exhibit fear. Instead, he switched the subject,"Seems like my impersonation of that mutt has got under your skin, hasn't it?"Ignoring the jab, Hubert lunged forward to strike, but his opponent dodged with remarkable ease. He sidestepped Hubert's move lightly, thwarting the attack, then laughed derisively."Is that all you've got? So, it seems that not only does the mutt care about you, but you also care about him, don't you? If I captured you now, maybe he'd come running this way. That's a possibility, isn't it?"Hubert, co
Instead of a response, a peculiar sequence of "scritch, scritch" sounds rang out. From within the thick foliage, tens of ivy-like tendrils shot out. They coiled around the man in a blink, trapping him in a cage of creeping vine. Each stem boasted several small holes, ceaselessly ejecting a nauseatingly greenish-black liquid. Every time this liquid touched the ground, it sizzled and smoked - it was acid. "Hubert!" A call echoed in the ether, followed by Caradoc descending from above, half aided by Phelan's "wind blade" and half by Gideon's "wind wing." Landing next to Hubert, Caradoc couldn't help but brag before Hubert could speak. "I've leveled up to 4. What do you think? Pretty impressive, isn't it?" Following Caradoc's finger, Hubert could see the entangled vine, endlessly spinning and keeping the man caged. Given the continuous spray of acid, even if paid, the man wouldn't dare approach. Having absorbed the energy ring and core of the mutated ivy, Caradoc had reached level 4, t
This was Hubert speaking, whose alternate plan was a spontaneous idea. If they couldn't penetrate that man's consciousness sea, they could still use the Superpower energy he emitted to determine his direction. This was because when Superpower is used, the energy disperses into the air, so locating Hadley's team's and others' whereabouts was relatively easy. Thinking thus, Hubert instantly sent a message to Baron through his thoughts: "Can you use your psychic ability to sense the Superpower of that bastard?" Standing quite far away, Baron was startled when he suddenly heard the mental communication. He looked around suspiciously until he realized a few minutes later that Hubert had signaled him. He replied: "I can." As soon as Hubert got the confirmation, he sprung into action, and that's when Baron activated his psychic Superpower to probe. On their side, the psychic Superhuman was still making smug remarks: "You brats must be writhing in pain in my illusion now, begging for dea