Rumble!
The ground trembled, and several areas of the Smallville District began to collapse.
The collapses caused both sides in the battle to pause slightly, while the justice-aligned Transcendents who had been at a disadvantage revealed smiles.
The supercriminals, on the other hand, became hesitant.
Because they knew very well what the collapsed areas represented.
Food!
Water!
And electricity!
Although Transcendents were powerful, they would still weaken if they went without food and water.
In fact, to maintain their abilities, most Transcendents needed to consume even more food.
Now, the resources they depended on for survival had been destroyed!
Unless they could wipe out the opponents before them, they had no hope of winning at all.
But when they thought of Justice Fist, Barrel, and Gluttony King, who had yet to appear, these supercriminals lost all hope.
They knew perfectly well what level those three were at, and what level they themselves were at.
Bullying the weak had always been the proud tradition of these supercriminals.
As for challenging the strong?
What a joke!
That simply did not exist!
If the supercriminals before them had been outstanding, disciplined soldiers, or ordinary people with a stronger sense of collective responsibility, then under such circumstances, they would surely have united as one, burned their bridges, and created a miracle.
Unfortunately, they were not.
Not only did they lack any so-called discipline, they had even less of a collective consciousness.
They had gathered here only because they had no choice.
Some had simply come to vent their frustrations.
They were selfish and self-serving.
They slaughtered without restraint.
Even when facing friends, they preferred to trust only themselves.
Everything had been destined from the start, hadn't it?
"Time to counterattack!"
Knight shouted loudly.
In truth, the justice-aligned Transcendents had already acted without needing Knight's