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"Crack!" The wooden stick snapped in two! The sharp blade continued its momentum, about to strike the boy's shoulder!
At this critical moment!
A blurry shadow swept across the ground like a ghost, and a hand wearing a black glove shot out with lightning speed, making an extremely slight cut on the outside of the wrist of the Blood Finger gang member holding the knife with the "Bloodthirsty Dagger"!
"Ugh!" The Blood Finger gang member felt a numbness in his wrist, and an indescribable feeling of weakness instantly spread throughout his body like ice water! His arm went limp and powerless, and the heavy machete fell to the ground with a "clang"!
The thin boy had already closed his eyes and awaited death, but he only heard the sound of a weapon hitting the ground and a muffled groan.
He opened his eyes in astonishment and saw that the enemy, who had been so fierce just moments before, was now deathly pale and swaying unsteadily, unable to even stand!
Although the boy didn't understand what was going on, his survival instinct and the tragic state of his companions instantly ignited a fierce determination within him! "Die!" he roared, picking up the broken stick from the ground and smashing it down on the head of the Blood Finger gang member with all his might!
"Ah!" The gang member screamed, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, completely losing his fighting ability.
The boy himself was stunned, unable to believe he had done it.
On the other side, two Bloodfinger gang members were grinning as they attacked a boy holding a bench leg.
One person lunged forward to draw attention, while the other silently swung a chain at the back of the boy's head from the side and behind!
The wind is howling!
The boy felt a chill run down his spine as the shadow of death loomed over him!
Suddenly!
The blurry shadow reappeared! As if it had inadvertently bumped into the attacker's body in the chaos, the rusty blade of the "Bloodthirsty Dagger" naturally left a shallow red mark on the arm holding the iron chain.
"Huh?" The attacker felt a chill on his arm, and a strong sense of dizziness and weakness suddenly struck! The iron chain he had swung out instantly went limp and lost all its power, hanging down limply.
The teammate in front was still urging, "Quick! Knock him out!"
The boy's attention was drawn to the attacker in front, but he caught a glimpse of the enemy's strange pause and the slip of the chain in his hand out of the corner of his eye. Almost instinctively, he suddenly swung the bench leg in his hand backward!
A muffled thud!
The bench leg struck the Bloodfinger gang member, who was weak and slow to react, squarely on the chin! The man didn't even utter a sound before his eyes rolled back and he passed out!
The attacker was completely dumbfounded!
Similar scenes played out repeatedly on the chaotic battlefield.
Whenever a member of the boy band is about to suffer a serious or even fatal attack, an imperceptible "luck" always comes down—either the attacker suddenly twists their ankle as if they have sprained their ankle, or the weapon mysteriously slips and falls to the ground, or their legs suddenly go weak and they lose all strength for no reason!
Then, the boys, having realized what was happening, would seize the opportunity and retaliate fiercely with sticks or stones, knocking them down!
Terry was especially fierce! He wielded his rusty iron bar, his technique crude, but his presence imposing. A Bloodfinger gang member lunged at him with a knife, about to stab him in the abdomen. Terry could even see the cruel pleasure in the man's eyes!
Suddenly!
The group of men seemed to have tripped over something invisible, stumbling forward! The knives in their hands also went astray!
Although Terry didn't understand what was happening, his fighting instincts made him seize this fleeting opportunity!
He let out a strange cry, gripped the iron bar tightly with both hands, and swung it with all his might, like hitting a baseball, at the other person's lowered head!
"Boom!"
A dull thud that made your teeth ache! The Blood Finger gang member was sent spinning halfway around before collapsing limply to the ground!
"I...I defeated him!" Terry exclaimed excitedly and incredulously, before throwing himself into a new battle.
Unbeknownst to him, as he swung the stick, a blurry shadow swept past his target, and a cold hand quietly left a tiny scratch on his ribs.
The giant Charon grew increasingly alarmed and frustrated as the fight progressed!
The guy in front of me, Reg, was as slippery as an eel; I couldn't touch him no matter what I did.
What infuriated him even more was that his men, who should have easily dealt with a bunch of brats, were completely outmatched! How could they...?
Why is the situation getting increasingly strange? Henchmen are inexplicably falling one after another, as if possessed! Meanwhile, those little devils are growing stronger with each battle?
"Damn it! What's going on?!" Giant Karon roared, forcefully punching Reg back and taking a moment to scan the battlefield.
When he saw several of his men, pale and weak, being beaten down with sticks by a few teenagers, a surge of anger rushed to his head!
This is absolutely not something those kids could do! Something fishy is definitely going on!
His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, instinctively searching for anything unusual in the chaotic battlefield.
In that instant, he seemed to have caught something!
A... extremely blurry shadow, like a disturbed light and shadow? Like a reflection in water broken by a pebble, it flashed by and disappeared! It seemed to be rapidly moving away from a subordinate who had stumbled and fallen!
Although I couldn't see exactly what it was, this eerie feeling was definitely not an illusion!
"Who?! Who's causing trouble?!" The giant Charon roared deafeningly, his enormous voice echoing across the battlefield! He temporarily abandoned his pursuit of Reg, like an enraged mammoth, trying to find the "ghost" lurking in the shadows.
However, that faint trace has long since vanished without a trace.
The battlefield remained chaotic, and his roar only provoked Reg to launch even fiercer attacks and the boys to shout in unison, though they were confused.
Like a true shadow, the stand-in carried out orders efficiently and ruthlessly under the cover of the "Shadow Gloves".
Every move was precise, swift, and silent, perfectly disguised as an accidental "accident" in the battle, making every "counterattack" by the boy group seem reasonable.
Zhang Su observed calmly from the shadows, like a chess player in control of a game, ensuring that those he had his eye on would not be injured or killed in this perilous battle.
The clamor of battle gradually subsided, leaving only heavy breathing and suppressed gasps. The boys looked around, their faces first filled with disbelief, then bursting into ecstatic joy!
Lying haphazardly on the ground were the Bloodfinger gang members who had been so ferocious just moments before! They were all pale-faced, barely breathing, and collapsed helplessly in the mud.
On the other hand, apart from a few who were beaten black and blue and panting heavily, none of the boys were seriously injured and fell down!
"We...we won?!"
"The Bloodfinger Gang! We've crushed the Bloodfinger Gang!"
"Pah! What a bunch of bullshit gangsters! They can't even beat a bunch of kids like us! Trash!" Terry excitedly waved his rusty iron bar and spat at a gang member lying unconscious on the ground, his face flushed with victory and the arrogance of a newborn calf.
The other teenagers also waved their weapons excitedly, shouting and their chests heaving, their eyes burning with the flames of victory and magnified confidence.
"Brothers!" a bold young man shouted, pointing his finger directly at the giant Charon, who was still locked in combat with Reg. "Only that big guy is left! Let's all go for him and take him down!"
"Yes! Let's attack together! Defeat him!"
The crowd was in high spirits! Their recent victory had gone to their heads, giving them the illusion that even giants were nothing special.
The boys shouted and swarmed forward like an enraged swarm of bees, aggressively attacking the giant from all directions!
"Don't come any closer!!" Reg shouted, trying to stop them. "He's different from others! Get back!!"
His warning pierced through the cacophony of shouts and cries of battle, but was completely drowned out by the boys' heightened emotions.
In their eyes, the giant was just a larger sandbag; with so many of them, they could knock him unconscious with just one stick each!
The two boys at the front, one wielding a wooden stick and the other holding a stone, had already rushed behind the giant and were slamming their fists down on his broad back and thick arms!
At this moment, the composure in the eyes of the giant Charon vanished completely, replaced by violence and rage at being provoked by ants!
"You're asking for death!" His massive body unleashed a terrifying speed completely disproportionate to his size!
Caron has fully unleashed his extraordinary abilities, instantly boosting his physical attributes to the highest level!
At this moment, his physical fitness was more than three times stronger than it was in his normal state!
With his superhuman abilities enhanced, he slid sideways like a ghost, and two sticks and stones carrying the sound of wind barely grazed the spot where he had just stood before crashing into empty air!
In the next instant, the giant did not retreat to create distance, but instead closed in as if by teleportation!
The giant, fan-like hands moved with lightning speed, whistling through the air, and punched the heads of the two boys, who were wide open from their full-force blows, from the left and right!
If this hits, the result will definitely be a shattered skull!
"No—!" Reg's eyes widened in horror, and his entire body erupted with power. Like a cannonball, he recklessly abandoned his defenses and lunged towards the giant, trying to use his body to block the fatal blow!
But he was too far away, and it looked like he wouldn't make it in time!
Just as those two enormous hands, capable of crushing rocks, were about to touch the boy's head—
A blurry black shadow seemed to seep out from a crack in space, appearing with ghostly precision behind the two boys!
The shadowy figure's left hand was covered by a cold black glove, while his right hand gripped a rusty, ancient dagger!
puff!puff!
Two extremely faint sounds, almost drowned out by the wind.
The shadowy figure moved so fast it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye. The rusted blade made a very slight cut to the outside of the two boys' arms, leaving two barely visible red lines.
Immediately afterwards, the dark figure wrapped his arms around the waists of the two boys and leaped backward!
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye!
From the perspective of the giant Charon, and in the eyes of all the boys who rushed up, all they saw was the giant's huge hand fiercely grabbing out—the two boys who attacked him were as if they had been hit hard by an invisible giant hammer, and suddenly they were sent flying backward, drawing two parabolas in the air, and then they landed on the ground, where they remained motionless!
"Xiao Jie! Ah Xiong!" The ecstasy on Terry and the other boys' faces froze instantly, replaced by immense fear and horror! They were as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over their heads; their previous arrogance vanished completely! Giants... giants were simply not beings they could contend with!
"Xiao Jie! Ah Xiong! How are you?" Terry cried out in alarm, rushing to the side of his two fallen companions along with several other teenagers.
With trembling hands, they checked their companions' pulses and breaths, finding that although the two were unconscious and pale as paper, they were still breathing. This relieved Terry slightly; at least they hadn't been killed with a single punch.
"Quick! Help them up! Let's run!" a boy shouted, his voice trembling with tears, as he reached out to pull his fallen companion up.
"Don't touch them!!" Reg commanded sternly. "Keep them lying down! Moving them now might cause further injury!"
Terry and the others were stunned by Reg's voice. Their outstretched hands froze in mid-air, and they quickly withdrew them. They stood around helplessly, staring at the giant Charon with eyes full of fear and anger.
The giant Charon frowned slightly, his thick eyebrows furrowing. His right hand, which had just been raised, paused in mid-air, slowly clenching and then releasing.
His large, bell-like eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.
"What happened..." he muttered to himself, his rough face bulging with muscles. "My fist didn't even touch them!" He clearly felt his fingertips were half an inch away from the heads of those two brats when they were inexplicably sent flying backward!
There was no tactile sensation of hitting a solid object, nor any vibration feedback from an impact! This was definitely not the effect of his punch!
"It's that shadowy figure!" Giant Kalon suddenly realized, his fierce gaze sweeping across the chaotic edge of the battlefield like a searchlight. "That guy who appears and disappears among the crowd, always ambushing my men! He saved those two brats? What is he trying to do? Weaken my strength? Protect these brats? Or does he have some other purpose?!"
Just as the giant Charon was distracted by this bizarre scene, trying to find any clues about the mysterious black shadow—
"You despicable scum! Die!"
A roar filled with anger and determination exploded in his ears!
Reg's figure was like an arrow of revenge released from a bow. With all his strength and raging anger, he unleashed a fierce and sharp spinning kick that tore through the air and kicked the giant Charon in the left temple where he was completely unprepared!
This kick contained his anger at his injured teammate, and it was incredibly fast!
however--
boom!
A dull, resounding crash, like the sound of leather being struck!
The giant Charon's massive body swayed slightly, his neck muscles bulging as he forcefully took the blow—enough to shatter an ordinary person's skull—onto his temple!
He didn't even try to dodge!
He slowly turned his enormous head to look at Reg, who was standing close at hand, his face filled with shock. A ferocious and mocking smile spread across his lips: "Is that all the strength you have? Not even enough to tickle me! I'm not the same person who was just playing around with you a moment ago!"
Before he finished speaking, the giant Charon clenched his right fist, his arm muscles bulging like rocks, and a terrifying power three times greater than the limits of mortals erupted in an instant!
He didn't use any fancy techniques; it was just the simplest, most direct, and most violent straight punch!
The fist tore through the air with a piercing shriek, like an invisible battering sledgehammer, and slammed into Regine's chest, which was still suspended in mid-air from his flying kick and unable to dodge immediately!
Reg's pupils constricted sharply! His combat instincts were extremely strong, and he immediately judged that the power of this punch far exceeded any of his previous attacks; being hit in the chest would be certain death!
He immediately abandoned his attack stance, his body snapped back as if broken, and at the same time, he pushed off the ground with both feet, trying to retreat violently!
But, it's too slow!
With his superhuman state activated, the giant Charon's speed also increased to a level far exceeding Reg's reaction limit!
Reg had only completed half of his backward lean, his feet not yet fully off the ground, when the devastating force of the punch struck his chest as if it were a physical force, and a feeling of suffocation instantly overwhelmed him!
There is no way to avoid it!
In this life-or-death situation, Reg could only cross his arms and tightly protect his chest, mobilizing all the strength and resilience in his body to try to block this fatal blow!
boom! !
Like a heavy iron hammer slamming down on rotten wood!
The ear-piercing "crack" of bones breaking was clearly audible!
The moment Reg's arms, which were crossing to block, made contact with the fist, they dented and twisted in an extremely unnatural V-shape!