Under the special guidance of Erik, Arale's already fanatical belief became even stronger. Then she couldn't wait to ask Erik how to purify the evil person Stryker.
Erik, who had already had an idea, was very satisfied with Arale's attitude and started to talk about it bit by bit.
Arale's expression ranged from surprise to confusion, and from thoughtful to enlightened.
In this sacred hall, preparations began for an action destined to shock the world.
But will things really go so smoothly?
Just in State of Mexico, there is an inconspicuous remote city. Its size is medium at most, and its population is not large, only a few hundred thousand.
The supposedly peaceful life here was broken just a few days ago.
A group of people, not many, about a hundred or so, carried out a fierce armed operation to seize control of the city.
This group of people are all Transcendent ers. Most of them can control one element, and their leader can control the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.
Although there are many Transcendent ers in this city, there are also many armed personnel who can control an element.
However, this group of people obviously cooperated with each other and attacked fiercely. With the powerful leader as the main force, they constantly harassed, divided, and defeated each one. Although the gap in the number of people was relatively large, they just arrested all the armed personnel bit by bit.
Yes, catch them!
In other words, although the conflict was fierce, there were not many casualties in the end, and the city fell into the hands of this group of people.
Although the armed personnel are rich in weapons and equipment, the power of Transcendent obviously disqualifies the originally powerful thermal weapons from showing off their power.
Their powerful body, keen sensitivity, millisecond-level reaction speed, Transcendent's self-healing power, unpredictable elemental abilities, and sufficient numbers and tacit understanding allow them to ignore most thermal weapons.
Unless it's a machine gun or sniper rifle that hits the target, it will be difficult to hurt them.
Pass--!
"Kingpin, this is the last resister. I really don't know why you don't let me kill them directly!"
A tall man with a reflective head stood quietly on the edge of the square. He was wearing a white suit that was stretched tight by strong muscles. He looked stronger than four or five people tied up.
Hearing the unruly voice behind him, he slowly turned around, with an amiable smile on his sinister face, and looked at the complaining man quietly.
Bullseye, who had a target tattoo on his forehead, looked at Kingpin's smile, but his heart tightened, and he unconsciously avoided his gaze.
Kingpin's eyes only stayed on Bullseye's face for a second, then he looked past his figure and towards the hundreds of armed men who were tightly tied up in the square. They were looking around nervously, and dozens of strong men with tough faces were staring at them with bright eyes.
"Bullseye... You want to know why I didn't kill them?"
Kingpin's voice was a little low. Although he was asking Bullseye, his eyes were not looking at him, but at the brand new sculpture in the center of the square.
Bullseye looked at it, and it was the miniature bronze statue of Golden Body Dharma Idol that Li Ge had revealed to the world.
"The world has changed and become more interesting than before!"
"Before... as long as you had a little bit of Transcendent power, you could put on a mask and a ridiculous tights and become a superhero or a bad guy."
"And now... there are owners of Transcendent power everywhere. The power of Captain America is worthless. Only the power of the elements can stand firm."
"Nine Heavens... This is just Second Heaven. Maybe someone has already boarded Third Heaven... How powerful must the power there be?"
"Bullseye... you tell me... in this increasingly dangerous world... what should people like us do?"
Bullseye listened to Kingpin's unhurried words, and his unruly eyes were suffocated.
He has a deep understanding of the existence of more and more Transcendent.
Not long after Battle of New York, after First Heaven gained power, Bullseye was in a good mood and wanted to kill a few people and have fun.
As a result, when he was about to attack a stranger who was alone, the man keenly discovered Bullseye's murderous intention, struck first, and left him in a state of embarrassment with a flurry of punches.
After the angry Bullseye reacted, he wanted to take out the throwing knife on his body and kill him directly, but the man forcibly hugged his arm to prevent him from moving. Then he shouted and attracted several tall and powerful men who were obviously eager to try.
Although Bullseye relied on his strong fighting ability to successfully get rid of the restraint, he heard the man who hugged him just now shout, "Hey... brothers, this guy should also be Perfect Body Realm, he actually wants to kill me, come help, give him some color to see!"
Bullseye was dumbfounded on the spot. He didn't expect that these people were all from the Perfect Body Realm. He only learned the name of this realm after he succeeded in the trial.
Seeing that several big men were about to surround him, Bullseye quickly looked for an opportunity to escape.
Joke... Perfect Body Realm doesn't know how powerful his body is. Even if he throws away the things that can be used as hidden weapons, he may not be able to successfully keep a few people behind. It would be weird if he doesn't run away.
Later, Bullseye discovered that even while walking on the road, he could easily spot several people from the Perfect Body Realm, and even Transcendent Realm, that is, Second Heaven, could even see people as time went by.
At the end of the memory, Bullseye's expression was a little gloomy, but also a little excited. His violent gene liked this dangerous world so much.
"Church of Divine Revelation... the sect of immortals, that miraculous temple, was built out of thin air by that little girl named Arale right under our noses."
"At that time, I understood that New York, this prosperous city, no longer has my place, Kingpin. It belongs to immortals... it also belongs to Avengers... it can also belong to the endless stream of superheroes and super villains... but it does not belong to me!"
Kingpin's huge palm gently pressed on Bullseye's shoulders, and the strong force made Bullseye's waist tremble.
"I, Kingpin, have never been content with being ordinary. Since New York no longer has my place, then I will re-establish an empire that is entirely my own!"
He looked at the sculpture in the center of the square and grinned in an exaggerated arc.
"I should thank Xian. If he hadn't spread the power of Transcendent all over the world, when would I have understood... In this world, positions are determined with fists!"
"And here, the remote city of State of Mexico, is the starting point for me to build my own empire... Since it is an empire... how can it not have soldiers and civilians?"
Kingpin had a confident smile on his face, scanning the vigilant, doubtful, solemn faces in the square one by one.