Hearing the voice behind them, everyone from the World Destruction Society jolted in alarm, then slowly turned their stiff necks.
When they saw Shinji standing leisurely not far behind them, the Black Robe Leader stared in disbelief. "H-How is this possible!?"
The traps they had set had all been calculated with the aid of supercomputers. Once a target fell into one, their chance of survival was only 0.001%.
And that was just the chance of survival. Even if the target somehow lived, they'd be gravely injured at best!
But Shinji looked completely unharmed. Forget injuries—even his robe showed no sign of a fight.
"Hmph!"
Shinji scoffed.
Every last one of these so-called "World Destruction" fellows was a bunch of gutless thugs. Their courage and temperament couldn't hold a candle to Ryuhei Ubuyashiki, whom Shinji had encountered before.
Then again, what could he expect from a bunch of lackeys who wagged their tails at the Overlord? They certainly weren't brave. Shinji had no interest in chatting with them, so he used the Body Flicker Technique to appear in front of one of them. Just as he had when dealing with Battle Axe, he reached toward the man's waist, grabbed his lamp, and crushed it with a firm squeeze.
Crack!
A crisp snap rang out!
"No!"
Seeing his lamp crushed, the World Destruction Society member let out a terrified roar. But his cry soon cut off as countless Black Rods pinned him firmly to the ground, leaving him unable to move.
The Black Robe Leader was both shocked and frightened. He retreated rapidly, warning his companions, "Everyone, protect your lamps!"
Without their lamps to open a Space Rift, they couldn't even leave this world.
At the Black Robe Leader's warning, the three remaining members of the World Destruction Society hurriedly vanished the