Brad, who practiced Magnetic Field Rotation, battled relentlessly against Carol in her Binary form.
They gradually forgot everything else and threw themselves completely into the fight. Carol's repeated, absurd surges of power even drove Brad to the brink of death at one point.
Their battling figures flashed through the sky, the ocean, and the land. After another surge of power, Carol clenched her fists, weathered Brad's punches and kicks, and hammered him thousands of meters underground.
But Brad's talent for martial arts was simply terrifying. Even with his head split open and every bone shattered, he always managed to break through to a higher realm at the final, critical moment.
A mangled humanoid figure flew out of the soil, blood dripping from all over his body.
His breakthrough had healed some of Brad's wounds. Ignoring the blood spraying from his mouth, he raised his fists once more at the charging Carol.
"Magnetic Field Rotation, two hundred thousand horsepower!"
"Simulated Firearms!"
"Metal Storm!"
Having entered the immensely powerful realm of two hundred thousand horsepower, Brad no longer needed any external energy replenishment. His body could draw energy directly from space, so he immediately unleashed a more energy-intensive move.
Metal Storm was a superweapon developed by twentieth-century humanity, something utterly pointless yet more ferocious than anything else.
It could pour out a million bullets in a single minute, making it a notorious money pit.
Even running it for just one minute incurred astronomical costs comparable to the losses of a localized war.
As a result, although humanity had built the weapon, it had never even seen actual combat outside of testing.
And now, the Metal Storm Brad had simulated possessed power beyond imagination.
Wisps of scalding steam rose from Brad's crimson skin. His entire body gave off a deep hum, like a