"What... did you say?"
Nolan's expression froze. What did he mean by stealing oxygen from someone's mouth?
That was fucking... fucking kissing!
In that instant, someone's earth-shattering eloquence shattered the steel plate.
All the mental preparation Nolan had just built collapsed. He forgot that Leon was an aid in conquering Earth,
forgot that Leon could help deal with the Guardians more effectively,
forgot that Leon could better persuade Marcia.
They'd only known each other for a few days and they were already kissing. I don't even dare imagine what they'll do next!
Killing. Only killing.
At that moment, Nolan's Intelligent Atoms reached a unanimous decision, colliding and fusing at their limit.
Nolan's aura surged! Increased! Exploded!
The subtle force field of a Viltrumite took shape around him, tearing apart the flowing wind and scattering the red dust.
This was his father-in-law...
No, who the fuck was your father-in-law?
This was Nolan. Today, let's see whether my fists or that naturally evil blond Viltrumite's face were tougher.
Father-in-Law and Son-in-Law Battle, Round Two!
Damn it, it seemed like he'd made him stronger.
Could it be that my talent wasn't stand-up comedy, but being a bard?
Whatever. Let's see whether the codename Invincible really came with a debuff.
Leon symbolically loosened the collar of his battle suit, meeting Nolan's rising momentum with his own.
When Viltrumites locked eyes, disengaging was no longer an option.
Now came the pre-battle trash talk!
"Sorry, sir. I think I forgot that mouth-to-mouth contact has a special meaning on Earth."
That was also the truth.
When stealing oxygen, the other party would inevitably struggle. In the end, their lips, tongue, and even jaw would all be torn off together.
There was no innocent fluttering of the heart.
His only memories of that word were the taste of