Today, One of Us Dies

"What are you looking at? Get moving already."

Du Mu glanced back. Daniel and the others were still standing there stupidly, so he immediately urged them on.

After the angelic hymn from Angel's halo drowned out the screams, the superheroes affected by the psychic attack gradually came back to their senses.

They had witnessed Black Sky's strength and knew the gap between themselves and Black Sky was far too great. Staying behind would not only be useless, but would also hold Du Mu back.

Though they were unwilling to accept it, no one wanted to be dead weight. They hurriedly supported their injured companions and retreated at a brisk pace.

"Did I say you could leave?"

How could Black Sky possibly watch this group slip away right under his nose? Especially that human named Elektra—she was the perfect vessel he had long had his eye on.

The next moment, the black energy that had been swirling around him swept toward the retreating group.

Anything touched by the black mist let out a sizzling sound, its surface immediately pitted with corrosion marks.

Illumination!

Seeing this, Du Mu immediately activated his skill, and a bright white light burst from his entire body.

The white radiance spread outward from him, colliding with the incoming black energy.

The instant the two forces met, they erupted with a violent hiss, like cold water splashing onto red-hot iron.

The white light and black mist canceled each other out at their boundary, neither yielding to the other. A distinct dividing line formed between them—dazzling white on the left, dense black on the right.

When Black Sky saw that he had failed to stop the superheroes, his gaze toward Du Mu brimmed with killing intent. "Troublesome human! It seems you're determined to die!"

Du Mu's face was full