"This is a melee weapon from the interstellar age? Interesting!"
Looking at the mangled corpse on the ground and the hammer in his hand that could release an Energy Impact when attacking, Allen showed an interested expression.
Melee weapons had not been completely eliminated with the advancement of technology, as many people imagined. On the contrary, they had enjoyed a second spring with the help of technology.
Take this power hammer, for example. Aside from being able to smash an opponent's skull and bones when swung, it could also release a shockwave many times stronger than its own weight at the moment of impact, much like an energy weapon.
As everyone knew, whether it was a body or armor, both generally had some degree of shock absorption.
But with this sort of two consecutive violent impacts within a second, each one stronger than the last, any shock-absorbing structure would be useless.
If there was still a chance of surviving an energy weapon hit, then getting struck by this thing meant almost certain death.
Even super soldiers injected with serum, such as Captain America and Winter Soldier, were no exception.
Of course, thick-skinned fellows like Thunder God and Hulk were exceptions.
And this was merely a weapon used by one of the warden's personal bodyguards. Ronan the Accuser's hammer was surely even better.
"Y-you actually killed Gross?!"
The other bodyguard beside him spoke with a tremor in his voice. You must know, the man who had just died was unquestionably the strongest among the four of them.
Moreover, he had undergone a series of bodily modifications. Otherwise, he would not have been able to wield such a powerful melee weapon as an Energy Impact hammer.
But what had happened?
After just one exchange, Allen had easily seized his weapon and smashed