Bang!
A burst of blazing fire erupted from the broken second-floor window like an enraged fire dragon.
A Parademon falling from the sky was swallowed directly by the flames, sent flying more than ten meters before smashing into the ground as a heap of scrap metal.
Miao Mu carried an enchanted shotgun to the window and immediately opened fire on the Parademons below that were about to rush into the house.
The chamber jolted violently as flames flared up. Bullets gathered with magical energy and surged out—boom!
The intense blaze was like the sun had risen.
It illuminated the surroundings, even making the inside of the house as bright as day and lighting up the places where the power had gone out.
In the living room, Barry and Deathstroke were swinging greatswords together, running a Parademon clean through. Deathstroke twisted his weapon in his hand.
With a crunch, the greatsword cleaved the Parademon in half at the waist.
Barry flashed forward, appearing instantly in front of the Parademon's face. He drove down a punch, and the ground boomed as cracks spread everywhere.
The Parademon's solid skull split open from the blow.
"I need to eat something..."
Barry spat out a pork rib from his mouth. He had eaten some leftovers by the dining table earlier, but there hadn't been any pizza he liked.
It was not enough for him to digest in one go.
Deathstroke, who had slumped onto the floor, turned to look at the cabinets. He raised his arm and smashed it into the wooden cupboard.
With a thud from Deathstroke's strike, the cabinet doors and drawers all sprang open.
A heap of snacks spilled out of the cabinets.
There were large quantities of instant meals, along with canned biscuits and prepared dishes. Each was printed with a