MasukAstrid was filled with unease.Ray's last move had been utterly terrifying. Thirty-six people—all ability users—and they had all died in an instant.Sure, Astrid could have wiped out thirty-six people herself if her powers were far stronger than theirs. That would have been a straightforward massacre. But Ray's ability… it was too bizarre. Too strange for her to even comprehend.Fire, ice, earth spikes—those were understandable, traceable. But this? What kind of power was this? For a fleeting moment, she had even feared she might die herself."Who… are you?" Astrid asked.Ray, however, was equally surprised. He had clearly activated his domain, yet this woman had still escaped.Technically, his domain wasn't meant to banish anyone. It wasn't an independent space. As long as he hadn't explicitly blocked it, even ordinary humans could theoretically move in and out freely, as if the domain didn't exist.But he had sealed it. No entry, no exit.And still, Astrid had slipped away.
'I'll take them all out at once,' Ray thought to himself. What was the point of playing games with these Jayzepanese? Only dead Jayzepanese were good Jayzepanese."Spatial domain—activate!"In an instant, twenty-nine of the thirty-seven enemies were swallowed by his spatial domain. Of course, the thirty-seven couldn't all crowd into the domain, leaving eight outside—but Ray didn't care. With a thought, he activated spatial swap.One… two… three… the eight outside were instantly pulled into the domain.The scene left Astrid and her subordinates stunned."What… what kind of ability is this?""How can someone move people out of thin air?""If you drop someone midair, wouldn't they just die on impact?""What if you threw them into fire?"Their shock quickly turned to fear."This Gohaven monster must die!""Slash him!"The Jayzepanese roared, launching attacks simultaneously without waiting for orders. Fireballs, ice arrows, sound waves, thrown blades—dozens of superpowered st
Ray bounded across the rooftops with effortless agility.Now, a single leap of his could easily exceed a hundred meters. Traversing the rooftops was no problem at all—if he ever misjudged a jump, he could always compensate with a spatial swap.He watched as Travis paused and turned back, still holding off from striking. Ray silently shadowed Astrid and her group for nearly two kilometers.Finally, Astrid stopped. She counted her remaining forces, her face twisting with anger and disbelief.They had brought fifty-two people. Now? Only thirty-six remained.Damn it—absolutely infuriating!They had fought the five major factions countless times. Casualties were inevitable, but the losses were usually balanced between both sides. Never had it been this devastating. Sixteen men gone in one sweep? Out of just over three hundred total. At this rate, they'd be wiped out in under a month."How… how could this happen?" Astrid muttered, unable to comprehend.Travis hadn't suddenly grown st
You can only say one thing—ability users are utterly reckless."Hand over fifty of them, and we'll leave immediately!" Astrid demanded in broken English.Travis Carlson—the leader of the Zimtam Outpost—was exactly what Ray had figured: a middle-aged guy standing about five-foot-nine, sitting ramrod straight. He let out a scoff. "Yeah, keep dreaming.""Travis," she pressed, trying to reason with him, "you're running low on people. Can you really afford to take more losses? Why do you insist on protecting ordinary humans? Our leader has a lot of respect for you—come with us, and you'll be second-in-command at Fanghold."Ray raised an eyebrow. Over seventy years ago, there'd already been a Fanghold, and now the Jayzepanese still hadn't learned—they'd brought it back. Just the name said everything about their greedy, scheming nature.Travis barely glanced at her and let out another scoff. "You wanna fight? Fine by me. Save the speeches."Clearly, the guy had a short fuse. Without hes
Jaime spoke rapidly, words tumbling out like a torrent. "Below Gunnr and his two lieutenants are his ten personally appointed captains. Their power varies slightly, but not by much. According to our intel, at least half of them have gone missing—we don't know where."'Probably roaming neighboring cities to level up,' Ray thought, recalling Alexander—sure enough, he must have been one of those ten captains, slaughtering his way from Orlaspen City to Senna City and sneaking in to take out Agatha. One strike, gluttony satisfied!Good thing Ray killed him in time.Truly a traitorous dog—swearing loyalty to the enemy while betraying his own. A proper countryman, and yet he worshipped these Jayzepanese as if they were his ancestors.Actually, Alexander's betrayal wasn't just a product of the apocalypse. He had turned on his country back when he worked at the company. People with eyes only for profit—what's the point of talking patriotism to them? Whoever gives them more benefits becomes
Jaime paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "You want to take them out?"Ray didn't deny it. "Killing the Jayzepanese now… that doesn't count as sabotaging relations between the two countries, right?""No, haha, of course not!" Jaime laughed heartily, admiration shining across his face, all traces of his earlier disappointment gone. "Those bastards are truly vile. They scour the city for our people, forcibly evolve them, and if they succeed, they kill them to steal their abilities. The pretty women… they get tortured and violated until they're near death, and only then are they forced to evolve.""If we didn't have so many civilians here, I'd have gone all out against them long ago."Ray nodded. "Still, you guys are impressive. With so few ability users, you can still hold off the Jayzepanese."Jaime's expression grew serious. "It's not that we overestimate ourselves. Those bastards are brutal even to their own. Back when the apocalypse first hit, they all evolved simultaneou
"This must be worth quite a lot," Austin muttered, suddenly uneasy. "If we eat it… will we be in trouble?"Fantasia thought for a moment, then brushed the worry aside. "What could happen? It can't be more than 100 dollars. What's he going to do—call the police on us? A child accidentally took it.
Ray bought a Mercedes G-Class.It wasn't cheap—over 200 thousand dollars—but that wasn't the real expense. He hired specialists to modify it, spending another half a million.The windows had to be replaced with bulletproof glass, and the tires had to be swapped out as well. In short, the vehicle n
"Fine. I'll wait for your good news," Lauren said, then hung up the phone.Whatever her moral failures might be, one thing was clear to her—Ray's money was still marital property. Even if he hired a hundred lawyers, a thousand lawyers, it wouldn't change the fact that he'd have to hand over what wa
The Cameron family erupted in outrage."Eight thousand for a meal? That's ridiculous!" Austin's son barked. "He might as well go rob a bank!""You can't let that brute charge whatever he wants," he told the officers. "Tell him to stop gouging us."Officer Blaise had to admit, he'd laughed the fir







