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Not to mention, it seemed like he was badly injured. As for Lucas, the expression on his stunning face did not change. It was as if nothing had happened. His Domineering Demonic Punch was a Celestial Ranked Skill! On the other hand, Grag's Mighty Thunder Punch was at most only a Grade SSS skill. If Grag had not trained himself well, perhaps he would have suffered more serious injuries. Lucas activated his Hundred Heavenly Steps. Then, he vanished from the scene along with the Apocalyptic Legion. Ding!

“What is going on?” “We are being attacked by gunmen with silver bullets,” Evander tells me, putting on a vest. He hands me one. “I’m immune to Silver, Marcella too,” I tell him, I notice him inhale and exhale deeply. “Aries and I will go out to attack.” Aries- I’m ready. Me- If we can save Evander, let's make sure we do. Aries- Yeah, Fran would want that. Aries takes over and runs out. There are wounded everywhere. I hear blast of bombs going off, but Aries is beheading humans left and right. They start shooting me, but thankfully my body rejects the sliver as it does the regular ammunition. I keep killing.

"How can you be so evil? This is my brother we're talking about! Have you no heart at all? Is it only when my family is completely destroyed that you'll finally be satisfied?" "I'll give the money back. I'll return all of it! Just drop the charges. Hurry up and drop them!" I scrolled through the messages impassively, then typed a reply. "Give the money back? With what? The money in the account has already been turned into game data. As for the other shared assets, I'll assert my rights according to the law. "And let me remind you—it's illegal to interfere with a legal investigation." The other end fell dead silent.

Although he was angry and wants to tear her apart for her unaffected posture but at the same time was also curious to know everything about her. “I didn’t target you in any form. Last time I checked Rina is their daughter and you are not even blood related to the Brown family. So, I am thoughtful what could be your reason to jump in the battlefield and be a sacrifice.” He hissed out. “I’m also a part of the Brown’s family and targeting him means you are targeting me. And next time if you do that, I won’t stop with just ruining couple of your dollars through the laptop. I will burn you alive.” She glares head on.

Despite the odds stacked against him, his spirit remained unyielding, his determination unwavering. In a final, desperate attempt to strike down Sasha, Thorne mustered his remaining strength, summoning a surge of adrenaline-fueled courage. With a primal roar, he lunged towards her, weapon raised high, his heart set on avenging Miguel's memory. But fate, relentless in its indifference, had a different plan. Sasha, recognizing the opportunity, exploited Thorne's momentary vulnerability, seizing the chance to deliver a fatal blow. The clash of their weapons echoed through the air, the sound mingling with Thorne's anguished cry of defiance.

He slumped to the ground, blood coughing from his mouth. "Lucian!" Phineas screamed. He didn't think. He charged. He ignored the heat, ignored the Nullifier gas still burning his lungs. He jumped onto Ignatius’s back, digging his fingers into the gaps in the cybernetic armor. He jammed the barrel of his revolver into the base of Ignatius’s neck. "Die! Just fucking die!" Phineas pulled the trigger. The hammer clicked. Empty. Ignatius grabbed Phineas by the throat with his human hand, his grip a vice. He slammed Phineas against the wall, pinning him there. Phineas kicked, his boots drumming uselessly against the metal chest-piece.

I screamed. Thorne stepped over Kael’s body. He walked toward the table. "Come out little pup," Thorne cooed. "Uncle Thorne has a treat for you." I fired the gun. The bullet hit Thorne in the chest. He did not fall. He looked down at the hole in his coat. There was no blood. "Silver bullets?" Thorne tutted. "How quaint. I am immune to silver, my dear. I have bathed in dark magic for a century."

He grinned evilly as he pulled out a file from his inner suit pocket with his free hand, "Yes, you didn't have any perceptible influence on my precious fiancée's flailing, but I did find a reason." "How did you get in?" I questioned meekly, seeming to find my voice again. "Oh she speaks!" He widened his eyes in mock astonishment, "It's none of your concern, chaton, for now, you have much more pressing matter in your hands." "I didn't kill her!" I bellowed, tears now falling freely. He let go of my lower lips and raised an eyebrow. "You didn't?" He questioned calmly, too calmly. "No!" I defended, "I was there to give her earrings back!"

Having that as precedent gave Thunder's quartet the confidence to attack Frank. But to Thunder's shock, Frank's breathing was regular and his speech composed. Forget being hurt—he was not even breathing heavily, while Galen and Blaze were killed. "Boss, you're finally here… H-Help!" In the distance, Bolt was panting even as he dashed toward Thunder, still carrying his explosives with him. The lady in white silk continued chasing after him and stopped to level a cool glare at Thunder. "Hmm. So you're his boss?"

Fueled by the micro-burst of stolen energy, he twisted his hips, using his pinned body as a fulcrum, and drove both of his boots directly into the Infiltrator’s knee joint. SNAP. The man screamed, his leg bending backward at a horrific angle. As he collapsed, the frozen, dead weight of his own augmented arm dragged him down awkwardly. Tristan surged upward, driving his elbow into the base of the man’s skull. The Infiltrator went limp, unconscious before he hit the floor. Tristan stumbled backward, falling against a pillar. He slammed the door in his mind shut, throwing every mental padlock he possessed onto the cage. He stared at his hands. For a fleeting second, the veins beneath his skin p