Yet they waited for quite a while, and the catastrophe never came.
Puzzled, they couldn't help opening their eyes.
When they did, they saw a figure drenched in blood standing tall before them.
His hands were braced overhead, and above them loomed disaster.
With nothing but his flesh and blood, he stood between them and disaster, between them and death.
The soldiers' pupils trembled.
If someone had asked them then what a miracle was, they would have pointed to the figure before them!
That figure wasn't particularly muscular, yet in their eyes, he towered higher than the heavens!
A miracle—he had brought them a miracle!
He had saved their lives!
In an utterly impossible way!
From a catastrophe that should have crushed them all!
"Stop standing around! Get out of here!"
Randall gritted his back teeth and barely managed to force the words out.
Speaking let some of the strength drain from him, and Super Bullet's foot pressed down a little farther.
Randall grunted and forced it back up.
At the same time, the light blazing from the combat wings on his back flared again, providing upward thrust.
Only then did the soldiers snap out of their daze.
They scrambled to their feet and fled, stumbling and crawling as they went.
Just then, another rumble rang out.
Bullet had realized that his stomp had actually been blocked. Shocked, he exerted himself again.
Randall grunted once more and spat out a mouthful of blood.
His knees buckled despite himself, but remembering that the soldiers hadn't finished evacuating, he immediately increased his output. The light blazing behind him burned even more fiercely.
With that thrust, he actually forced himself upright again.
At last, Sengoku reacted.
He hurried in front of Super Bullet and unleashed a powerful shock wave.
**"Immovable Wisdom King: Vajra