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
Suddenly, darkness engulfed Hubert's vision. He activated his special vision to scrutinize his surroundings, but was met with nothing but the shroud of darkness everywhere. It felt as though he was no longer in Lancelot's chamber."You're still here, it's just your spiritual energy that I've moved." echoed the hauntingly familiar voice of Theodore. Hubert's instincts had not betrayed him. Who else but Theodore could manipulate him like this, especially when no other Superhuman was powerful enough?"What game are you playing at?""By moving your spiritual energy, I've spared you from further pain. Once the life link ritual is complete, I'll return you. Is that not acceptable, Hubert?"Before Hubert could utter a word, he felt a sudden embrace from behind. How could this spiritual energy bridge the vast distance between them, bringing them face to face?"How are you able to conjure this meeting?""It's the interplay of space and spiritual energy. I've imparted energy to you, creating a
Nathan's immediate agreement surprised Phelan. But if Nathan was on board with recreating the Energy Stone, Phelan wouldn't dare question him further. Relieved, he recalled the prior disputes over the same topic, which had infuriated Nathan. He now understood the importance of deferring to Nathan's judgment.In a moment of thoughtful consideration, Hubert moved the chair so that Nathan might recline comfortably. At this instant, Hubert initiated his Superpower, his fingers delicately touching Lancelot and simultaneously reaching Nathan. He acted like a bridge, allowing the duo to connect and commence the rebirth of the Energy Stone. For Phelan, he remained intertwined with Nathan, awaiting the stone's complete reconstruction before he could sever the life-binding pact.The process of reinvigorating the Energy Stone was far from painful for anyone. However, it demanded patience, stretching at least two painstaking hours. During its restoration, interruptions were forbidden; else, they
Judging from the energy radiating from the rogues, Canis assessed that their ranks weren't particularly high. At best, they were around a level 4 quota high. There weren't many Superhumans of level four; most seemed to be of level three. With Nathan and Phelan's help and his own enhanced capabilities, they could likely fend off a significant number of Superhumans at once. So, Canis needed to prolong the conversation, clueless as to when the Energy Stone's regeneration would be complete. He posed another question:"If Lancelot has lost his memory, do you still need him?""We do. As long as he's alive, whether he's unconscious or not doesn't matter."In the ethereal realm of intrigue, Canis became increasingly convinced of his intuition. It seemed Jacob had his eyes set on the Energy Stone and Lancelot's power reservoir, rather than exploiting him or targeting his life. As these thoughts brewed, a shiver of dread and trepidation overcame Canis. He feared that if anything befell Lancelot
Canis's gaze flitted to Nathan as he spoke. His words, though soft-spoken, held an edge sharp as a dagger. Beneath the seemingly casual remark lay a clear message: Speak now, or face the consequences.Upon hearing those words, the group grew even more fearful. One amongst them, shivering uncontrollably with fear, blurted out first:"In truth, I'm not fully aware, but Anthony is a subject of the commander's experiments. He wants to capture him. Even if he's broken, as long as he's alive, it's all that matters.""Is this commander you speak of Jacob?""Yes, indeed."His neck recoiled as he spoke, as if he could sense the immense pressure emanating from Hubert's direction, making him tremble violently. On the other side, Hubert's grip tightened. With every passing day, Jacob seemed more and more unfathomable. It was as if he was encountering a complete stranger, with every move, every clandestine step Jacob took, Hubert felt a profound sense of alienation.Thud!Canis gently patted Huber
In a military command post under the dominion of the Anthony family, Jacob was found brooding. Seated on his bed, he propped his chin upon his hand, the other shielding half his face. A grinding of teeth broke the silence before he uttered,"I often wonder, what is your true agenda? Why use my body in such ways?"A profound stillness enveloped the room, so thick one could hear the very molecules in motion. Being a high-ranking Superhuman, Jacob was privy to these whispers of nature. After an extended pause, a haunting voice, seemingly from the netherworld, echoed back,"Your only role is to obey."It was not lost on Jacob that the voice emanated from within him. He let out a heavy sigh, weariness evident in its timbre."Is my subservience only because you are my ancestor? You've razed everything I had."The specter did not immediately respond. After an agonizing wait, the voice retorted,"I've told you. I merely sent this body ahead of time. It doesn't mean it's truly yours. Besides,
Shaking his head, Hubert tried to clear his mind of memories of Theodore. There were pressing matters at hand. The safety of those still trapped in the emergency assembly area was paramount. His father, Winston, and the others who had been by his side all this while needed him now.After descending about ten steps, they came upon a straight corridor. Five minutes down the passage, they were confronted by a steel door. This door, secured with the most advanced locking system, was specifically designed to safeguard the military's top-tier weaponry. It had a two-fold security measure; the outer one requiring a passcode, while the inner relied on fingerprints. However, the fingerprint lock was visibly destroyed. Clearly, a lightning bolt had struck, unmistakably the handiwork of Enda. No matter how advanced, the door stood no chance against a pure offensive Superhuman mutant like Enda.Click!The moment the door swung open, Enda was seen waiting. Joy was the first emotion to sweep over hi