As the explosions spread farther and farther, countless Kree fled desperately toward the outskirts.
At that moment, whether they were researchers, ordinary citizens, or elite soldiers, all of them had only one thought left beneath the bombardment that rivaled the wrath of heaven.
Run!
Run for your lives!
Run as far away as possible!
Fortunately, the Kree Empire's civilization had advanced fairly quickly. Even civilian Land Flyers were just a little faster than the spreading explosions.
But now that they had lost the Supreme Intelligence, they could never have imagined that, in truth, they were unlikely to be safe as long as they remained on this planet.
The barrels of the phantom Gatling gun behind him began to glow red, and the skin on Brad's arms began splitting open in response.
With the muscles and skin of his arms no longer able to withstand the strain, Brad had no choice but to stop firing. The Gatling gun's barrels slowly stopped spinning before vanishing in a haze of heat.
Blood dripped down his arms.
Soon, however, the nanomachines still operating inside his body emerged from the wounds, rapidly repairing the damaged cells.
But using this move had inflicted far too much damage to repair anytime soon.
Meanwhile, Carol lay at the bottom of a vast crater stretching several kilometers across. She violently coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and golden light rose from her body again, rapidly repairing her injuries.
Brad frowned and spent two seconds estimating her recovery rate. Then one eyebrow shot up.
"She's healing more than three times faster than me?!"
He finally remembered what he had thought on the day he first obtained the Moonstone.
His memories returned to his initial physical examination after the Moonstone enhanced him-*I can now easily snatch-lift anything weighing up to fifty