Kill Every Last Damn One of Them!

--Bzz! Bzz!

An armed helicopter emblazoned with the letters FBI flew through the night sky.

Several powerful beams locked onto that figure.

He hovered in midair, his entire body erupting with astonishing arcs of electricity.

Like a primordial beast awakening, he swore to tear every one of these people to pieces!

--Boom!

A punch brimming with fury.

Wrapped in surging electric current, it directly blasted apart the nearest armed helicopter.

The flaming wreckage fell from the sky.

On the streets below, terrified civilians scattered in every direction.

Yet some unlucky people were still knocked to the ground by the falling debris.

"Bear the wrath of the Top Predator!--Yaaah!!"

Andrew had completely broken free of the reins.

Nothing could bind him anymore.

There was only one word in his mind.

That word was—kill!!!

Kill every last one of these bastards!!!

--Rat-a-tat-tat!!

--Rat-a-tat-tat!!

Large numbers of armed forces gathered in the area, while more armed helicopters arrived amid roaring engines.

The helicopters' cannons let out furious roars, their bullets forming a Metal Storm.

They swept madly toward Andrew.

"Is that all you've got!? Is that all you fucking got!!"

--Boom! Boom! Boom!

Andrew was too fast.

His power had now reached Two Hundred Thousand Volts!

If he only possessed Current Propulsion, perhaps it would not have been enough to stand against the encirclement of so many armed forces.

But he also possessed powerful Telekinesis!

Leaving aside everything else, merely using Telekinesis to wrap his body and fly gave him enough mobility to fear no encirclement by armed helicopters!

His body seemed to become a bolt of lightning, tearing through Seattle's dark night.

Wherever he passed, none of the armed helicopters escaped unscathed.

Every one of them exploded violently before plunging from the sky in flames.

After only a brief clash, the F.B.I.'s losses had already exceeded tens of millions!

On the ground, Osmond's expression was exceptionally grim.

The strength Andrew displayed had surpassed his expectations.

It seemed even more terrifying than the power he had shown last time!

--Bang!

At the critical moment, a figure rushed in from afar.

While Andrew was slaughtering to his heart's content, the figure landed a vicious punch on his back.

Andrew was immediately sent flying. After smashing through a corner of a building, he fell onto the street amid a mass of shattered reinforced concrete.

As the smoke and dust cleared, large numbers of armed F.B.I. personnel cautiously approached the center with guns in hand.

A massive crater had formed there.

Spiderweb-like cracks covered the surrounding ground.

A figure lay facedown in the crater.

It was Andrew!

Just as they were preparing to step forward, assess the situation, and arrest Andrew.

He stood up again!

His outer clothes had burst apart, leaving only a tank top stretched tight over his swollen muscles.

With just one glance, the overwhelming pressure he exuded made even these professional armed personnel tremble in fear!

"Annoying flies, die!"

Andrew spread his five fingers, and blazing electric currents erupted.

"Ah!!"

"Yah!!"

"Wah!!"

Wherever the current passed, large numbers of armed FBI personnel were killed.

The insulated protective gear they had specially equipped did not serve any purpose at all.

The firearms in their hands—killing weapons specially developed by mankind—were just as laughable as toys!

A bolt of lightning struck down from above.

That lightning did not belong to Andrew.

It belonged to someone else!

—Steve Montgomery!

"Stop!!"

—BOOM!

A violent explosion rang out.

A figure was blasted away.

But it was not Andrew.

It was Steve!

Bang!

Steve smashed through the second-floor wall of a nearby building.

He crashed into the room inside.

Andrew snorted. "I didn't expect you to have improved this much after not seeing you for a while.

"But what a pity! You're still nowhere near good enough to defeat me!!"

In truth.

Over the past month, Steve's progress had been slow.

Current Propulsion had only risen to one hundred thousand volts.

But just now.

When he had felt that his life was shrouded in darkness, when there had seemed to be no path ahead.

That flame had risen.

It illuminated his body and ignited his rage!

"Andrew Detmer! If you had been willing to follow the rules and not done so many stupid things, things would never have reached this point!!"

Steve flew out through the hole.

Gathering all his strength, he struck at Andrew once more.

"Hmph! Enough nonsense! I already told you, don't mention rules to me again! Fuck your rules! I'll do whatever I want!!"

Andrew could now push the power of Current Propulsion to Two Hundred Thousand Volts.

Steve was no match for him at all.

After fighting for only a moment, he was completely driven onto the defensive.

The two fought through the streets, locked in a frenzied battle. Whether it was paving stones or vehicles along the way.

All of it was blasted into powder by the aftershocks.

—Whoosh!

A missile trailing flames blasted in from the distance.

"Not good!"

Both of them instantly sensed an extreme threat.

They both stopped fighting and retreated.

Andrew was still in good condition, but Steve was covered in blood and injuries.

He looked rather bedraggled!

"Those fucking FBI bastards actually used missiles in the middle of the city!"

—BOOM!!

Surging flames exploded outward, and a Havok wrapped in fire swept out like a tidal wave.

All the glass within several hundred meters was shattered by the blast.

Andrew shot into the air at the critical moment, suffering only some aftershock tremors.

But Steve had it rough—he was blasted straight into the air.

He crashed hard onto the roof of a car a hundred meters away.

The entire car was crushed into a dent.

He, too, sank into the shattered metal, his fate unknown!

—Whoosh!

There was more than one missile!

Andrew forcibly drew upon his own power, firing out currents of electricity.

He wrapped the missile in electricity, the current seeping inside and destroying its electronic components.

Turning it into a dud that fell to the ground.

"Heh heh, humanity became the dominant species on Earth by relying on weapons like these, yet before true power, they are nothing—pathetically fragile!

Bow before the newly born predator! Perhaps I might grant you a shred of mercy!"

—Crackle, crackle!

"Screw your predator! Current Propulsion, Two Hundred Thousand Volts!!"

"Hm?!"

At some unknown moment, Steve had arrived behind Andrew, carrying an overwhelming, violent presence.

He drove down a vicious punch, its force reaching as high as Two Hundred Thousand Volts!

—Yah!!