Now was The Deep's time to die. This time, no one would come to save him. As for his soul, it had long belonged to Andrew, which meant he did not even have a chance to be resurrected.
At this point, both Xenomorph Deep and Xenomorph Iron Block were dead. Only Jason continued charging forward to fight Andrew.
"Wow, Cycho is incredible, isn't he?"
The college students erupted in cheers. Andrew's methods were simply unbelievable. In just a few exchanges, he had successfully slain two powerful superhero Xenomorphs. Oh, and he had even turned Freddy against them.
Even the guards were deeply impressed. A Disaster Countermeasures Bureau employee even suggested to Director Newman, "Director, Cycho is perfect for our Disaster Countermeasures Bureau. We have to recruit him."
Director Newman grumbled inwardly, I'd love to, but how could a tiny Disaster Countermeasures Bureau possibly hold someone like him?
"Actually, it's not Cycho who's amazing. It's my Magic Battle Suit."
Dave said sourly. The Magic Battle Suit was so powerful in Andrew's hands that Dave felt proud by association, but he was also a little jealous. Andrew was simply stealing too much of the spotlight.
Andrew's current performance was practically that of a protagonist turning the tide in a novel.
"Damn it."
Grim Reaper nearly crushed his teeth. This Cycho truly was his nemesis. He had finally gained an overwhelming advantage in strength, only for Cycho to ruin it again.
"Freddy, get back here."
Grim Reaper cursed, but Freddy turned a deaf ear and helped Andrew fight Jason. Under the two men's assault, Jason was covered in wounds. Fortunately, he possessed an Immortal Body and would not die.
Grim Reaper grew even angrier, yet he had no way to call Freddy back. He was not the Monster Queen. Only the Monster Queen