The Global Guardians Annihilated (5000 words)

The next day, Mark walked out of his room with two dark circles under his eyes.

"Hey! Madam, and big bro..."

Mark looked at Deborah and Jupiter, who were eating breakfast at the dining table, forcing his eyes wide open.

"My god, Mark, your dark circles are so heavy. Did you not sleep well last night? Is something bothering you?!"

Deborah stared at Mark's undeniable dark circles, her expression anxious.

"No, no, no, not at all. I'm fine."

Mark shook his head repeatedly at her words, trying his best to look energetic.

"Don't worry, Mom! Mark's just too excited!"

"It's like when we were in elementary school, and Mark couldn't sleep before every spring outing. He's just too thrilled about getting his own Battle Suit, that's all..."

Jupiter crossed his legs, sipping his coffee while eyeing Mark's drowsy face.

"Enough, big bro. I'm not an elementary school kid before a spring trip anymore."

Mark felt his pride take a hit after Jupiter exposed his secret.

"Heh heh..."

"Look at the time. You're going to be late, Mark."

"I'm out, Mom..."

Jupiter ignored Mark's embarrassment, stood up, grabbed his school bag, and left Mark with a cool silhouette.

"Stay safe on the road, Jupiter."

Deborah watched Jupiter push the door and leave, a faint smile on her face.

"Oh, sh*t, how is it already this late?!"

After hearing Jupiter's words, Mark glanced at the time and widened his eyes, because Jupiter was right—he was about to be late...

"Mark, watch your language."

Deborah's eyes flashed with anger when she heard Mark utter that unspeakable word, glaring at him.

"Sorry, Mom."

"I can't stall any longer. I'm going to be late. Oh, Mom, have you seen my clothes?!"

Mark raised an eyebrow at Deborah and asked.

"Find your own clothes yourself..."

Deborah crossed her arms at Mark's question, her expression a bit displeased.

"Today, we'll continue with what we didn't finish last class..."

The old teacher, with barely any hair on his head, stood at the podium, spittle flying everywhere...

Jupiter looked listless, though not because he was too excited and couldn't sleep like Mark—he simply had no interest in the knowledge being taught in class.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Jupiter was resting his eyes to prepare for the afternoon's battle, a whistling sound suddenly reached his ears.

Jupiter instinctively looked out the window and happened to see a figure "sneaking" down from the sky.

It was Mark, who had just finished washing up.

"My foolish little brother, late after all."

Jupiter shook his head helplessly at the descending figure. Even after gaining divine power, he was still so reckless—it was unbecoming...

In the afternoon, while everyone was enjoying the joy of their lunch break, Jupiter slipped out of school through the bathroom under the pretense of using the restroom...

Jupiter first picked up his clothes, and then...

At the same time, an emergency meeting summoning the entire Global Guardians was being called worldwide...

On a beautiful hill, a stunningly lovely woman was on a date with a sunny, ambitious man. The two were cozy, drinking beer and chatting...

But just as the woman turned her head, the man suddenly changed his clothes, swapping his plaid shirt, shorts, and casual shoes for a set of crimson leather gear.

"Good heavens! Can't you even give me a single minute?!"

The woman glared at the man's outfit, furious, seeing it as a sign of disrespect.

"Oh, sorry..."

The man's expression shifted as he looked at his own clothes—he'd forgotten to change back. That was his mistake. In just that one minute, he'd not only switched outfits but also taken down a group of armed thugs five kilometers away. Unfortunately, he'd been too rushed and forgot to change back...

"We need to talk..."

The woman was angry; she needed to have a serious conversation with her boyfriend. She hoped he understood that she could accept him being a Superhero, and she unconditionally supported him, but she wanted him to realize that he was first a woman's boyfriend, future husband, and father, before being a so-called Superhero.

"Beep beep beep..."

Just as the woman was about to say something, the watch on the man's wrist suddenly went off.

"Sorry, honey, I have to go! The Guardians are calling me!"

The man looked at his watch, his expression grave.

"Ah..."

The woman let out a helpless sigh.

"You go..."

Before the woman's words could finish, the man, now back in his rubber suit, had already vanished from where he stood.

"Sh*t!"

The woman stared at the empty space beside her and cursed in fury. She was angry but helpless, because her boyfriend was the fastest man on this planet—the renowned Crimson Speed!

Elsewhere, in the endless deep sea...

A figure sat on a throne, gripping a trident, nodding off...

He was a fish-man—the kind drawn by one of the two police officers in Stephen Chow's Mermaid: upper body fish, lower body human! He had a head exactly like a fish's!

At this moment, he was incredibly irritable, because he was too bored...

This man was no ordinary fish-man; he was the ruler of this vast ocean, the king of Atlantis! Known as the King of the Sea!

"Beep beep beep..."

Just as the King of the Sea yawned, the watch on his wrist finally rang.

"Hahaha..."

"Great! A mission's here!"

The King of the Sea laughed, blowing a bubble from his mouth, and shot through the water like an arrow, racing toward the Guardians' Hall.

Besides Crimson Speed and the King of the Sea...

Darkwing—publicly the richest man in the Lighthouse Free Nation, but secretly a masked vigilante in the freest city of that nation—had just finished off his enemies when he too received the summons to the Global Guardians.

War Woman, a world-renowned businesswoman and Demigod who constantly contributed to the world, had already risen into the air upon receiving the news.

Martian Man, who had been playing with his children; the young woman who posed as a photographer but was actually Green Ghost...

All the Guardians members, who transformed into Superheroes in times of crisis, had their own daily lives. They blended into society, living alongside the people they protected on this blue planet...

When they received the summons to assemble, they dropped everything and headed to the Guardians' Hall—including Immortal Man, who usually flew in the sky, flew in the sky when danger came, and basically never stopped flying...

"Whoosh!"

As a piercing sound reached everyone's ears, Darkwing—whose superpower was "rich"—leapt from his aircraft and landed before the assembled Guardians.

"Darkwing, what exactly is this about? Why did you call us together?"

The superpowered Guardians members had already been waiting in the hall for some time. They'd discussed it among themselves—none of them had issued the summons. That meant the only one who could have triggered the Global Guardians' assembly was Darkwing, who couldn't fly and had to come by jet.

"I didn't..."

But then, a moment that made everyone's hearts skip a beat occurred. The first words out of Darkwing's mouth, as he stepped off the jet and faced them, were a denial that he had called them together.

"Hmm? Then who summoned us?"

Immortal Man furrowed his brow, his gaze puzzled as he looked at the others, wondering who had gathered the world's strongest Superhero team.

At this point, Immortal Man still didn't grasp the severity of the situation. In his millennia-spanning understanding, he was the strongest being on this planet, and when the Guardians assembled, they were invincible! No enemy on Earth would dare strike when they were all together, let alone deliberately summon them with the intent to wipe them out in one fell swoop...

"Whoosh!"

Just as Immortal Man was feeling confused, a roaring sound came from behind him!

A figure radiating terrifying pressure was flying through the air at high speed, heading straight for Immortal Man.

"Watch out..."

Crimson Speed's sharp senses instantly detected the fast-moving figure. In a flash, he grabbed Immortal Man and dodged away, saving him from what would have been a crushed skull.

"Omni-Man!"

At the same time, everyone noticed the figure who had ambushed Immortal Man. Their eyes went wide with disbelief, because the one now charging at them with murderous intent and swinging fists was none other than the strongest existence on this planet, the world's greatest Superhero—Omni-Man, Nolan.

"What's wrong with him?"

Green Ghost felt her legs go weak at the sight of Omni-Man. Only a teammate of Omni-Man could truly understand how powerful he was. The same presence that had always made her feel so safe when he was on their side now filled her with terror as an enemy.

"Omni-Man, what's the matter?"

War Woman looked at him with confusion.

"Omni-Man wouldn't attack me. He's probably been mind-controlled. Damn it..."

Immortal Man swore he hated this man who was stronger than him and always stole the spotlight, but he had to admit that Omni-Man was the noblest person on this planet. He would never turn on the Global Guardians. So Immortal Man concluded that Omni-Man must have been mentally controlled—it was a common occurrence; he'd been controlled himself before...

"No matter what happened, we have to find a way to stop him. A rampaging Omni-Man... my god, just imagining it makes my blood run cold!"

Crimson Speed shook his head. He couldn't fathom the scale of destruction a crazed Omni-Man could unleash on Earth—would he instantly wipe out the surface and annihilate all of humanity?!

"Alright!"

Hearing Crimson Speed's words, the others grew serious. They decided to join forces and defeat the strongest being on Blue Star.

"Whoosh!"

Yet just as everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound, all on high alert before Omni-Man, a whistling sound rang out behind their ears.

"Surprise, motherf*cker!"

A burly man with a large F printed on his chest came straight for War Woman's head.

"Shit!"

Crimson Speed, the first to react, spun around instantly and lunged, tackling War Woman—who gripped her divine hammer—to the ground.

The fist of the man flying in from behind them struck nothing but air.

"What?!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the figure who had suddenly appeared behind them—a man in a white suit with a red cape, a large F emblazoned on his chest. They saw a shadow of Omni-Man Nolan in this young man, but he looked younger and... perhaps even more muscular?!

"Two Omni-Men?"

Immortal Man turned his head to look at the burly man with the large F on his chest, completely dumbfounded. One Omni-Man was enough to force the entire Global Guardians to go all out. As for two Omni-Men? Hah, at this point, what the hell was there even to fight for?!

The moment Immortal Man turned, his vision suddenly blurred. By the time he realized what was happening, he saw his own body spraying out endless tomato sauce...

"I... I'm fucking dead?"

Immortal Man froze. His brain, deprived of oxygen, quickly gave up on thinking...

Yes, the moment Immortal Man turned back, he forgot that the strongest man in the world was standing behind him. The consequence of turning his back on Omni-Man was having his neck severed in an instant by a hand clad in a white glove...

"Immortal Man!"

Crimson Speed's eyes turned icy as he watched Immortal Man fall. He set War Woman down and swung his fists, relentlessly attacking Omni-Man.

"Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!..."

Facing Crimson Speed's absolute velocity, even Omni-Man found himself struggling to keep up for a moment...

But the strongest man in the world was not so easily bested. After taking hundreds of punches from Crimson Speed, Omni-Man Nolan seized an opening. In an instant, he predicted Crimson Speed's attack and clamped his hands around Crimson Speed's head...

He was going to crush Crimson Speed's skull alive...

"Ah..."

Crimson Speed was not the type to give up resisting. His arms accelerated, hammering against Nolan's chest.

"Crimson Speed!"

The Global Guardians' reaction nerves couldn't keep up with the battle before them. All they felt was a blur—Immortal Man was dead, and Crimson Speed was caught by Omni-Man.

But just because they couldn't keep up with the rhythm of this fight didn't mean no one could!

"Pfft!"

A white streak flashed by. A fist punched straight through Crimson Speed's chest...

"Gush..."

Endless crimson poured from Crimson Speed's mouth. Then his eyes dimmed, and he became a corpse...

"Shlick..."

The man with the large F on his chest waited until Crimson Speed's life signs vanished before pulling his hand out of Crimson Speed's chest. Right in front of everyone, he crushed Crimson Speed's bright red blood-pumping organ.

"Tch~" The man looked at his stained white glove with a flicker of disgust on his face. He turned back to Omni-Man. "Should I switch to red gloves?"

"Listen, son. When we're fighting, it's best not to talk, so we don't miss the perfect moment to strike."

Omni-Man Nolan seemed to relax now that Crimson Speed was dealt with, since the only one who could have sent word was already dead.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Tears welled in War Woman's eyes. In less than a second, they had lost two members at lightning speed, while the enemy's clothes were barely dirty. She knew in her heart that she probably wouldn't survive either, but for the sake of her comrades, she was willing to fight to the last breath.

"Didn't you hear? He just called me his son! If you didn't catch it, let me repeat myself: actually, I'm your daddy..."

The tall, burly man with the large F on his chest was none other than Jupiter, now wearing his Battle Suit.

"Zzzzzzt..."

"Boom!"

Just as Jupiter faced War Woman, several Batarangs flew toward him and then suddenly exploded!

"Hm?"

Omni-Man saw Jupiter under attack and moved to help, but a stream of water blocked his path—it was King of the Sea, who could create high-pressure water jets strong enough to cut steel with his bare hands.

"We take them out with everything we've got!"

Darkwing's face was cold. Even with Immortal Man and Crimson Speed fallen in succession, he remained calm.

"You've pissed me off!"

Jupiter waved his hand lightly through the air, and the dust on his body vanished completely. With one giant leap, he appeared directly in front of Darkwing.

"Listen, kid. I'm proficient in over a hundred martial arts from around the world—the top fighting master on the planet. I don't want to bully you..."

Darkwing's expression shifted as he saw Jupiter suddenly before him. The enemy was too fast—faster than his reflexes. He hoped he could talk the enemy down, since this opponent looked young and probably immature at heart...

"Pfft!"

With a burst of noise, Darkwing's upper body vanished, scattering a mess of pixels that were unsuitable for minors—no, unsuitable for any normal person...

"Your technique means nothing in the face of absolute power..."

If Darkwing, this combat master, had been a Viltrumite, Jupiter might truly have been no match for him with his wealth of fighting experience. But unfortunately, Darkwing was just an ordinary Blue Star human; even with all his strength, he could only muster a few hundred kilograms of force...

"..."

Jupiter looked at the sea of red on the floor, shook his head, and turned around.

In the tens of seconds it took Jupiter to deal with Darkwing, the King of the Sea was left with only half a fish head, the Martian Man's body had been torn into several pieces with his core destroyed, the Green Ghost's body was pierced through, and only War Woman was still struggling to hold on.

As War Woman swung her hammer against Nolan, Jupiter quietly crept up behind her.

"Slap!"

Nolan grabbed War Woman's wrist as she swung the hammer, while Jupiter locked onto her neck.

"Crack~"

With a soft sound, Jupiter cleanly finished off War Woman.

"Auntie War Woman, actually, you were my favorite in the Global Guardians..."

Jupiter looked at War Woman, whose neck was completely twisted, and shook his head. His fondness was limited to within the Global Guardians.

"Whew..."

Jupiter let out a breath, checked his watch—two minutes and eleven seconds had passed. The world's strongest superhero team, the Global Guardians, was wiped out...

"Now knock me out and escape. Go back to school and attend class as planned!"

Nolan looked at the blood-soaked floor, dropped the hammer in his hand, and said to Jupiter.

"...Nice hammer. I really am missing a suitable weapon. Maybe I could..."

Jupiter, lost in thought, gave a slight nod upon hearing Nolan's words.

"Then I'll see you at the hospital tonight!"

Jupiter faced Nolan with a faint smile.

"See you at the hospital tonight, my child..."

"Now don't hold back. Hit me hard."

Nolan patted Jupiter on the shoulder, offering him encouragement.

"Pfft..."

And then Nolan hit the ground under a flurry of Jupiter's combo punches...

"This little bastard's fists... are a bit heavy!"

Nolan's last thought before losing consciousness was that he had underestimated his son—those punches were heavier than he had imagined.

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