I'm sorry, Old Kong. I wronged you before, buddy!
Chen Kong: I may not be a genius, but I'm no coward either!
Old Kong, you're a real man!
A reversal. A massive reversal.
When the Dimensional Audience saw that youth they had once branded a "coward,"
and saw that, at this critical moment between life and death, his first instinct was to protect a group of complete strangers, the image of Chen Kong as a self-conscious, introverted coward instantly shattered in their hearts.
In its place stood someone just as self-conscious and introverted, yet a brave warrior who dared face death head-on.
And at that very moment, the Dimensional Audience suddenly understood something.
What they had always despised was never true kindness, but those hypocrites who spouted righteousness and morality while doing nothing but morally blackmailing others.
You could hide in a corner and choose silence, but please do not mock or even slander those braver than you.
Because the light they fought for with their lives would shine upon you as well.
Bang!
The pitch-black Mark of the Void bullet tore through the blazing fire and thick smoke and, beneath the expectant gazes of countless Dimensional Audience members, struck Molten Mountain squarely between the brows.
But an unexpected scene unfolded.
Though the Mark of the Void bullet hit "Molten Mountain," it passed straight through his forehead and struck the empty checkout counter behind him.
The Molten Mountain who had appeared behind Chen Kong had not been real at all, but an illusion realistic enough to pass for the real thing!
"What a pity. You were this close to killing me."
Chen Kong whipped around and was just about to raise his gun and fire toward the voice.
But a fierce gust from a fist struck his abdomen before he