Should Theodore currently reside within City B, would Hubert, upon arrival, cross paths with him? Hubert, consumed in thought, expressed his vexation at Clunky: "It's because of you that our arrival has been so delayed! Not to mention you 'devoured' three of our people.""Who told your folks to plunge into my territory recklessly?" Clunky countered with a smirk."Who in their right mind places a swamp in the middle of the road?" Hubert shot back."I just did." Clunky's laughter resonated, echoing his amusement.Hubert chose not to engage further, expressing: "The only reason we can still communicate like this is due to your current sanity. Should we meet again, the dynamics might differ, especially since you 'consumed' my people...""Alright, alright, here's your compensation." Interrupting him, Clunky tossed three level 3 energy stones toward Hubert: two metallic and one wooden element stone. These stones were the remnants of a devoured Station 3 Superhuman. If Clunky, at level 5, wa
"Hubert!" Startled by Canis's sudden shout, Hubert turned: "Yes?" But before he could get another word in, he was pulled back by Canis, who glared at Lancelot and said: "Stop being so chummy with that lecherous rascal." The edges of Hubert's lips curled into a smirk, amused. If Canis found Lancelot lecherous, what did that make Hubert himself? Was this an instance of brotherly favoritism where one's faults are ignored? "We're just teasing each other." Hubert clarified."It doesn't matter. No means no." Canis replied, finding a justification to keep Hubert close by, leaving Lancelot to lead the way. Lancelot's playful mood was disrupted, and he grumbled: "Better a man of passion than a prude like you." "What did you just say?" Canis retorted, ready to pounce. Laughing provocatively, Lancelot dodged Canis's attack, leaving him to brood over the fact that Lancelot wouldn't even remember his first time. One day, Canis vowed silently he would give his first time to someone he truly
Only moments after Canis had spirited Lancelot away, adding Aidan to his charge, did Hubert finally find a semblance of relief. His gaze shifted to Theodore, who had been thrust back more than a dozen meters just moments ago. Now, Theodore's entire form was ensnared by an ominous black mist. The oppressive aura of a sixth-tier zombie seemed as if it intended to engulf Hubert whole. Earlier, due to his lapse in attention, Theodore had been thrown back, but now his dominating presence enveloped everything within several dozen meters. The oppressive force made Hubert feel as if he were trapped under a colossal mountain, rendering him immobile. All he could do was watch as Theodore ominously approached.Theodore now seemed even more imposing than their last encounter, as though every increase in power made him grow in stature. Hubert tried to form words, but they caught in his throat, his mouth refused to open. Theodore, however, continued his relentless approach, with an energy-charged
"Where are Aidan and Lancelot? And... where exactly am I?"It was only now that Hubert took in his surroundings. He found himself sprawled on a lavish, expansive bed in an opulent chamber. Canis replied: "This is the Anthony family's base.""So it is."No wonder it felt so luxurious. But Hubert bit his tongue, restraining any comments. Canis continued: "Aidan is in another room, while Lancelot... he's in the infirmary, awaiting his end.""End? Who's dying?"Disbelief gripped Hubert. The idea of Lancelot facing death was preposterous. Should Lancelot dare to perish, Hubert swore he'd drag him back from the abyss. Although once an adversary, Lancelot's essence was too valuable for Hubert to wish him gone."Take me to Lancelot. I can save him.""Truly?"Canis's eyes lit up with hope as he assisted the weakened Hubert. As Theodore's aftereffects lingered, Hubert felt as though every tendon and bone threatened to snap. The audacious Theodore had taken liberties, overpowering and "using" Hu
Now, within the confines of the chamber stood Nathan and Phelan, the former seated and the latter staggering after the unexpected push. As Phelan steadied himself, his gaze met Nathan's."What was that for?""Just let him be.""Don't you wish for the rapid restoration of your Energy Stone? So you won't have to rely on me anymore?"Yet Nathan held his tongue, drowning in a silence that stretched until Phelan's patience wore thin."Something's been off with you these past days. What's going on?"Realization struck Phelan like lightning, Nathan seemed distant, void of the warmth once shared. Phelan's voice was laden with emotion: "Lately, you've been avoiding me, even simple gestures like holding hands or a kiss. And now, even the restoration of the Energy Stone. Nathan, are you punishing me? Because I failed to protect you?""What lunacy are you speaking of?"For the first time, Nathan broke his silence. While not entirely certain of his own feelings, he knew he needed clarity. He under
Engulfed in remorse, Hubert resolved to push these thoughts aside. He tapped Canis's shoulder, attempting to rouse him: "Canis, Canis!" But fatigue had claimed Canis, and Hubert understood. The final healing, one that would awaken Lancelot's consciousness, was imminent, and Hubert could manage without Canis.Hubert approached Lancelot, summoning his Superpower. This time, he not only tapped into the water element but also invoked additional energy to revitalize Lancelot's psyche. This meticulous process of energy transfer and manipulation was indeed a challenge. Yet, Hubert’s prowess, now superior to Lancelot's, enabled him to control the flow with precision.Moreover, Hubert had recently discovered another facet to his powers: the psychic element. This newfound capability allowed him to comprehend the utterances of Baron Derby and the gleeful zombies that had once encountered him. Earlier, his limited energy reservoir had veiled this Superpower, but as it expanded, so did his abiliti
Indeed, though bereft of his memory, Lancelot still held no initial impression of him. His allure paled in comparison to Hubert, his wit, likewise. He felt the biting sting of envy but would never voice such sentiments. To secretly cherish feelings for Lancelot was a heart's willing endeavor. Whether those affections were reciprocated mattered little. As long as his younger brother, Hubert, was content - especially if Lancelot's presence brought that joy - he'd nurture such happiness. Canis placed a gentle hand on Hubert's shoulder. "Rest, Hubert. I'll check on Aidan and see if Nathan and Phelan have returned." "Be cautious." came the gentle warning. Knowing he couldn't keep Canis, Hubert simply nodded. Seeing the lingering, reluctant look on his face as he glanced towards Lancelot was a knife to Hubert's heart. Once Canis departed, Hubert sank heavily onto the bed. His posture was far from one of exhaustion. Lancelot, keen-eyed, inquired: "Are you feigning fatigue to distance yo
Now, Hubert has ascended to the stature of a Superhuman Level 5. Whether it be the Space Superpower or any other domain, his abilities are unparalleled. Yet, his body harbors an energy so vast that when he harnesses his Superpower, he requires the assistance of another Superhuman, one with an energy reservoir as vast as Gideon's. Without such support, there's a real danger of an energy deficit leading to a catastrophic blockade. The four men, who previously were in fierce combat against Phelan, Nathan, and Canis, now seemed like mere puppies trapped in a cage. They floundered in their confined space, as if blindfolded. The sheer panic evident on their faces brought a chuckle to Hubert's lips. However, the pressing matter at hand wasn't disciplining those men. Hubert had a graver concern – the life-threatening peril faced by Lancelot. With urgency, he grasped Canis by the wrist and pulled him away, but not before addressing Phelan: "Quickly, return! Lancelot is in peril. Phelan, I ne