At this moment, before the gates of Hazam's human organ and flesh factory.
Groman, the white-haired old warrior whose combat prowess remained astonishing, charged at the forefront like a mad dragon amid raging waves.
He unleashed the Sublimation Lineage - Mountain Range. Directly using spiritual energy, he activated the Extraordinary Characteristic: Rock of the Rioter. In an instant, layers upon layers of heavy stone shields formed around him, blocking the insufficiently powerful bullets fired from improvised rifles.
Yet Old Groman's fury did not subside because of this.
He knew all too well that these rioters, including those bloody industrial chains, were the source of the children's suffering—the obstacles they had to eliminate!
Thus, he once more stacked and unleashed the formidable power of the Emblem - Fictional Lock - Vengeance.
The flames of vengeance surged like monstrous waves in a raging tide, seemingly solidifying into substance as they drove him through the battle line and straight to the entrance.
The white-haired elder seemed to transform into an enraged war god!
He clenched both hands into fists,
Like two towering mountains, he instantly smashed the heads of two rioters into their chests!
"Die!"
Blood splattered everywhere. The scene was exceptionally gruesome, but this was not the end—it was the beginning of Old Groman's fury and resolve.
Led by Old Groman, the Resistors followed, unstoppable.
They fought the rioters in a desperate battle. To protect those innocent children, they were willing to pay with their lives.
Only,
Compared to their seemingly overwhelming sweep across the battlefield,
A chillingly cold voice quietly rang out in the command room of this flesh factory:
"Prepare the anesthetic injections. Subdue the 'beast' according to plan. Bring him back, or bring back his corpse.
If the Type I dosage is insufficient, switch directly to Type II.
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