LOGINOf course, Emmett wasn't about to walk in unprepared. He found a nearby spot to rest and recover first.Half an hour later, night had just fallen. Dense fog rapidly swallowed the world, and with his strength fully restored, he set out for Fanghold's base.He was a wind-type ability user—and stronger than Fanghold's wind captain. If that man could disperse the fog, then so could he.But Emmett didn't clear it. Instead, he used the wind as his sensory extension, quietly approaching Fanghold.He flew straight in.Before he could even identify himself—Ding, ding, ding!A sharp alarm rang out.Figures burst from the buildings, and searchlights swept wildly before locking onto him."Channing—die!"A barrage of attacks followed instantly.'Damn it, you idiots got the wrong guy! I'm not Channing!'Emmett didn't even have time to explain. He turned into a gust of wind—attacks tore through his intangible form. Then he reformed, his expression dark.While in wind form, he could nega
Emmett's weakness was his cowardice—he lacked the bold, domineering aura of a true leader. But that same flaw was also his strength: he was cautious to a fault. Unless he was absolutely certain of success, he would never make a move.Even when Ray stole the woman he had set his sights on, even when Ray ambushed him, the moment he realized his ultimate move couldn't touch Ray, he made a decisive choice—he fled.His plan was already forming. After joining forces with Rupert, he would cooperate with the Jayzepanese. Then he would make a comeback. Once Travis and Ray were dead, he and Rupert would split the spoils—each taking one of their abilities. Or better yet, he would seize both for himself.After all, he was a wind-type ability user. With explosive bursts of speed, even body-enhancement specialists of the same level would be left eating dust.It might look like bargaining with a tiger for its skin, but in truth, his chances of winning were high.When the time came, he would stan
"Damn you, Travis… you brought this on yourself!" Emmett gritted his teeth, resolve hardening. "If Rupert can cooperate with them, why can't I? If I secretly ally with him, maybe we can turn the tables and devour them in the end."His eyes lit up.Negotiating with a tiger was dangerous, but he wasn't some helpless prey. Maybe not a lion, but at least a leopard.Suddenly—A sharp sense of danger surged through him.His instincts reacted faster than his thoughts. His body dissolved into a gust of wind.Then, in the next instant, he reformed."Who's there?!" he roared.No one appeared.Instead, an overwhelming force shoved him in a certain direction—and that direction only intensified his sense of danger.He immediately transformed into wind again, scattering in all directions. This time, he didn't bother reforming into a human shape; instead, he activated another ability.Countless faint currents of air began to circulate within a five-hundred-meter radius. Using them as exten
Emmett's expression darkened with fury."Travis, what the hell? She's my cousin's wife—am I not allowed to take her?" he said coldly. "Or are you looking to be surrounded and attacked by the three major factions?"The threat was unmistakable.Refuse him today, and Travis would be facing pressure from three sides—the Jayzepanese, Rupert, and Emmett himself.Even with that mysterious and powerful ally, could he really withstand the addition of another major force?So what would it be? Protect one woman—or protect the entire settlement?Travis's gaze turned icy.Was there truly nothing in Emmett's mind but self-interest? Not even a shred of national or moral conviction? Internal power struggles were one thing—you could fight each other to the bitter end—but when facing a foreign enemy, shouldn't unity come first?Did Emmett really think he could coexist with the enemy?They might not yet have the strength to sweep through Guillory City, but the moment they broke the balance and o
The leaders of the other three major factions in Guillory City had come over for a meeting. Ray technically had the right to attend, but meetings were the one thing he hated most.Back when he had a job, he had no choice. But now? Why bother?If he wanted to listen, all he had to do was sweep the area with his spatial perception.That was exactly why he had no interest in building his own faction. Too much trouble.Instead of scheming and probing each other, he'd rather spend his time teasing Paige.Still, he was a little distracted. Part of his attention was focused elsewhere, "watching" Travis's negotiations with the three leaders.All three were extremely curious about the powerful figure who had suddenly appeared on Travis's side. They kept pressing him for an introduction, but Travis firmly refused. Even so, they didn't let it go, pestering him endlessly.Ray observed them one by one.Emmett of Bunker's End—he had met him before. A wind-type ability user.The leader of Gr
Ray hadn't withdrawn Exile—he wasn't even in the same spatial dimension. No matter how strange Kirk's curse was, it simply couldn't affect him. Not in the slightest.At that moment, the five captains charged in together. Clearly, they intended to pool their strength to eliminate Ray first, then turn and assist Gunnr in finishing off Travis. The previous encounters had all taken place at night, limiting their full strength. But now, in broad daylight, everything was different.Ray remained calm and composed.The only real difference between day and night was the fog. But in truth, Gunnr's side had a wind-type ability user who could disperse the mist during battle. So in practical terms, there wasn't much difference at all.The only change was that Gunnr had been swapped out for Rupert.Both were beast-types—though Rupert couldn't fly.Ray mocked Rupert inwardly as he launched a full counterattack.The spatial portal opened, and a torrent of attacks poured out.Some were ability-
It looked as if someone had cleared the road in advance.Molly wasn't foolish. Her gaze drifted toward Ray.He said he needed three days to prepare. Had he spent the first two days clearing the road?No. Impossible. How could one person clear an entire route?Even if he used the G-Class to shove
Ray quietly pushed the door open and pressed forward. Whoosh—the quilt blocking the doorway vanished. He pushed again until a gap wide enough for one person appeared. Slipping inside, he quickly shut the door behind him and placed the quilt back where it had been.Silence.He looked ahead. About t
Ray opened the garage door and had Amanda carry out a box of instant noodles and a box of water. Once the items were outside, he closed the door and asked, "What's the exact location?"Ron began to explain.Of course, the military base was hidden deep in the mountains; there was no way to give a p
If some other person came here—even if they were ability-users—they could at most carry off a few weapons.The more people there were, the more they could take.But Ray? He could clear out the entire camp alone.A tank? Piece of cake!He climbed in, pulled out his laptop, connected the portable






