The winged black man beat his wings and slid back to the cloaked woman's side. His face twisted with shock and fury, and his body staggered several times, nearly dropping to one knee.
"Damn it..."
He gritted his teeth and looked down at his chest.
Drip... drip...
Thin streams of blood trickled down from his chest. His Nonhuman Rank physique had been slashed open by a blade wound deep enough to expose bone, staining the ground red.
The sight made the cloaked woman's pupils constrict as dark green energy surged wildly across her body.
"Are you really going to wipe us out?"
she asked in a trembling voice, her eyes filled with hysterical madness.
As Nonhuman Rank powerhouses, each of them had their own trump cards.
If they went all out regardless of the cost, they did not believe the man before them could escape unscathed.
"What do you think?"
Ji Linxian spoke calmly, blade in his right hand as he blocked the two of them.
The cloaked woman gritted her teeth. The dark green energy around her spread like mist as she prepared for one last desperate attempt.
Hoffman and the other man, who were being suppressed by Gray Feather, also wore ugly expressions. They erupted with their powers and auras, briefly blocking Gray Feather's strike as they tried to counterattack.
For a time, all four Nonhuman Rank powerhouses from the Mega-Corporations were suppressed and unable to spare attention elsewhere.
Meanwhile—
"You're courting death."
Fitz's expression darkened. He withdrew his sidelong glance and looked forward once more.
Lu Chao, dressed in a black trench coat, stood in his path. Brown aura flowed endlessly around him, as though he had become rock itself.
As their eyes met—
Fitz made no effort to hide his killing intent. He stared at Lu