Azazel's pupils contracted sharply. Even with his lightning-fast reactions, he could not track Darwin's movements at all.
The next instant, a dark blur swept past him at close quarters. Darwin used his extreme speed to circle behind Azazel, abandoning punches and kicks to coil his tail tightly around Azazel's torso, wrapping it around in overlapping layers and completely immobilizing his limbs and body.
Then Darwin unleashed a barrage of super-speed strikes!
Bang, bang, bang-!
The incredibly dense impacts merged into a continuous roar, like peals of thunder.
Countless super-speed punches struck the weak points all over Azazel's body with precision, each carrying the terrifying kinetic force of ten times the speed of sound. Even with his immensely resilient body enhanced by Compound V, Azazel shook all over under the blows, his blood churning.
In mere fractions of a second, over a hundred super-speed strikes landed.
Azazel had no time to react. Agony shot through his muscles and bones as his defenses were instantly broken. His massive body lost its balance and crashed heavily onto the ruined cabin floor, leaving him unable to get up for the moment.
Darwin did not hesitate. He knew full well that the jet's cabin had already been pushed beyond its limits by the intense close-quarters combat.
The high-speed exchanges and kinetic impacts had already torn apart the cabin's structure. Spiderweb cracks covered the outer hull, pipes burst, flames darted everywhere, and thick smoke poured into the cabin. The entire jet teetered on the brink of destruction and could explode in midair at any moment.
If they stayed another second, Charles and the others would all perish in the flames.
He bent down and seized the fallen Azazel, while his other hand instantly grabbed Charles, the still-shaken Moira beside him, and the pilot. His mental power