Destruction noticed An Liya's arrival as well.
The genetic monster at her side was simply too conspicuous. Its unstable, violent aura was impossible to conceal, like a work of art sculpted from explosives. Its strength was enough to make Destruction take it seriously. He didn't dare let his guard down for a moment.
"Is this her ability? It's bizarre."
Reilo said, "You probably mean flashy. After all, to you, the simpler, purer, and more brutal something is, the more beautiful it is."
"Heh, heh, heh."
Destruction laughed through his nose.
He liked this powerful creature from an alien civilization more and more.
And to return that affection, as a Destroyer, he would express himself with even more brutal fists.
Rumble!
Another violent collision sent visible shock waves spreading through the sky. It was a magnificent sight.
The people below, however, suffered for it. It felt as if a heavy hammer had struck their hearts. The pressure was unbearable, their faces grew pale, and they instinctively fled farther away to escape the impact.
"Hahahahaha..."
The Destroyer, now reduced to a single fist and foot, roared with delight. "That's the stuff!"
By contrast,
Rage had been suppressed by Mother Bean for a day and a night while in his sixth Potential Overdraft state, and from beginning to end, he had been acting out a mindless rampage.
He had concealed his true nature from others for a thousand years and had long since grown used to the loneliness of being understood by no one. But now, watching Destruction revel in each clash with Reilo, he felt as if countless claws were tearing at his heart.
It was like a drunk seeing a vintage wine, or a lecher laying eyes on a peerless beauty.
The torment of that unbearable loneliness left him so oppressed