Ants

"Ha..."

Ba Di let out a deep, horrifying rasp from his throat, gritting his teeth as his pupils narrowed. Threads of blood surfaced in the whites of his eyes.

The deep scar on his face writhed. His savage expression resembled an enraged giant emerging from lava.

The current coursing through his hand numbed his body, abruptly reminding him of when he had first arrived on Earth—when his spaceship exploded, and he was captured and imprisoned after landing.

If he had not used Jenny, willingly accepted paralysis, and threatened death to win a chance to bask in the sun, he would probably still have been treated like a living corpse, his knowledge drained from his mind.

The current numbing Ba Di's body felt somewhat like when anesthetics had paralyzed him before, and it filled him with fury from the depths of his heart.

His eyes were bloodshot, his expression terrifyingly savage. In an instant, his hard muscles bulged, blood surged violently through his veins, and azure currents ran from his hand across his body, flickering over his skin. For a moment, Ba Di's powerful physique and vital energy broke free of the paralysis, allowing him to control his movements.

Against ordinary people, this current would undoubtedly electrocute them into charred corpses. But against a vicious man with a body as formidable as Ba Di's, it was insufficient.

At that moment.

Countless bullets streaked toward Ba Di's eyes in scorching red trails.

For a moment, it was like ten thousand arrows raining down from the sky, enough to turn a person into a beehive.

Fury crossed Ba Di's face. He stomped his foot, and a burst of white air suddenly erupted around him, as though an invisible barrier was desperately trying to restrain his movements.

The arm holding the metal net moved with his forward step. In an instant, he lunged ahead, his stride crashing down like a colossal statue stomping the earth, leaving spiderweb-like craters in the ground.

As bullets rang out in an unending barrage of bang bang bang bang bang, a blast of air exploded outward, scattering the smoke grenade's haze.

Ba Di was like a savage beast emerging from the mist, unleashing a powerful shockwave.

His body charged through the hail of bullets, using the muscles of his arms to shield vital areas. Bullets drilled straight into his arms, but after piercing the skin and entering only one or two centimeters into the fibrous muscle, they were stopped by muscles as solid as thick mountains.

Even bullets could not halt his berserk strength.

With an explosive bang, Ba Di appeared before a soldier, savage red light flashing in his eyes.

The soldier's pupils had only enough time to register the massive figure before him before Ba Di's fist struck his head, smashing the gas mask into his skull. His brains burst out, and he flew more than ten meters away, his body still twitching instinctively in death.

The metal net lay over him like a burial shroud, covering half his body and leaving only his mangled head exposed.

The sound of gunfire suddenly stopped.

Slade, lying on the ground, and all the soldiers froze for a moment.

Wisps of gunpowder smoke rose from every gun, spreading through the area in an instant.

Ba Di shook his right arm. The numerous bullets lodged in his pores like sesame seeds fell away with a single shake, their crisp clattering sounds leaving them stunned.

Before their very eyes, the bullet holes one or two centimeters deep revealed white fibers and flesh beneath. Yet only a few drops of blood trickled from between his fingers to the ground.

Ba Di immediately felt flesh buds sprouting from the bullet wounds, itching so badly that he wanted to scratch them. Before their eyes, his arm slowly healed at a visible rate.

"Not bad."

Ba Di smirked coldly. He had not expected that although he did not possess a Body of Steel as powerful as Superman's, bullets still could not harm him.

At the moment the bullets drilled into his arm, Ba Di clearly felt the scorching kinetic force generated by their spin. Yet his cells possessed their own force field. When attacked from outside, the cells in his arm naturally released force fields. Each cell blended together, then combined into blood, and when they formed powerful muscles, his own muscles forcibly wore away the bullets' kinetic force.

He had originally thought that, because of his genes, he was weaker than ordinary Kryptonians. That was why he had never dared to take bullets head-on, afraid of being injured.

But now, it seemed.

He really was weaker than ordinary Kryptonians.

But even so, these firearms could not hurt him.

Now this was interesting!

The moment they saw Ba Di block bullets with his arm and completely regenerate without a trace of injury before their eyes, the smell of gunpowder in the space became so thick it was suffocatingly terrifying.

"So bullets don't hurt me as much as I thought!"

"I underestimated myself."

Ba Di smiled, his mouth stretching into an abnormally wide, crazed curve.

He suddenly threw the M16 Automatic Rifle, the M8 Pistol, and several magazines onto the ground.

At last, he understood how Kryptonians fought.

Carrying these firearms was simply a burden! The atmosphere immediately became strange. The smell of gunpowder mixed with the cold air, smoke, and wisps of poisonous fog blown apart by the shockwaves from Ba Di's steps, making the soldiers present and Slade break out in cold sweat.

He had no weapon in his hands, yet he inspired even greater fear in the surrounding soldiers.

"What kind of monster are you?"

"What kind of monster?"

"An alien monster!"

"An alien monster!"

Some soldiers collapsed onto the ground, disbelief written across their faces.

They had never seen anything like this.

What kind of creature could withstand bullets? On Earth, without hesitation, even dinosaurs would be destroyed by bullets.

With the dense, scalp-numbing barrage that had struck Ba Di's arm just now, even a Tyrannosaurus rex would have been crippled, gravely wounded, and left dying.

Ba Di... merely shook his hand, and the bullets fell out. Then he recovered.

This was not yet the later era when heroes and villains emerged in endless numbers, when blocking bullets was as easy as eating. In this era, no one had ever heard of anything as terrifying as someone blocking bullets.

Ba Di's ability to withstand bullets was unimaginably powerful.

He was already an invincible weapon of destruction in the human world.

Without missiles, they could not even eliminate Ba Di! The guns clutched in the soldiers' hands began to tremble. What kind of monster had muscles that even bullets could not penetrate?

Was there... any point in fighting? Slade stared wide-eyed at Ba Di, unable to believe it.

Human firearms truly had no effect on him whatsoever.

Bullet after bullet lay at Ba Di's feet, having drawn only a few drops of his blood. It was especially ironic.

His instincts made every hair on his body stand on end. His body tensed beyond measure, his heart raced, his pulse accelerated, and his adrenaline rose to a terrifying level that made it feel as if his body were about to explode.

"I grant you true fear."

"I like it when the world fears me, dreads me, and looks up at me!"

Ba Di's lips curved upward into a smile. Even amid the coldness in his eyes, there was still amusement.

Like... crushing ants to death with a casual pinch. How delightful!

He took one step, leaving a spiderweb-like crater in the ground, and instantly appeared before a soldier who had been frightened senseless and collapsed on the floor. With a flick of his right hand, he clamped the soldier's neck in the crook between thumb and forefinger and lifted him up.

"Devil!!"

Under everyone's horrified gazes.

Light shone down from behind the despairing soldier hanging in the air.

Shadow covered Ba Di's face, but they could vaguely see his extraordinarily cruel smile and his neat, snowy-white teeth. His demonic figure stood tall enough to shake the heavens.

He gripped the soldier's neck with one hand, held him high, and squeezed hard.