(Although the later chapters are also quite cringeworthy)
(This chapter features Gohan off; you can skip it if you don't like it.)
As night falls, the nightlife in West City is just beginning. The streets are bustling with traffic, and the neon lights along the streets bring a touch of warmth and Light to the cold night.
At the top of the West City Century Tower, Gohan stretched out his arms, looked up at the night sky, admired the full moon, and felt the wind blowing against him from high above.
The dark purple robes fluttered in the wind.
How much evil lurks beneath this darkness? And how many are already on the path of crime?
Gohan slowly lowered his head and gazed at the city below, beginning to use his spiritual power to perceive it.
He believed it would happen.
"Hmm? I sensed it. This is drug trafficking?" Gohan's face showed disgust.
It's time for him to make his appearance. He's mastered the Instant Transmission his father taught him a year ago.
In a dilapidated alley on the outskirts of West City, a group of a dozen people and another group of a few people were making a deal.
The goods they traded were, of course, drugs, and some of them even carried firearms.
"Haha, it's been a pleasure doing business with you! Feel free to contact us again if you need anything else." Two slightly overweight men with receding hairlines were shaking hands and laughing.
Perhaps it was a mutual appreciation, the two found each other very pleasing to the eye, but to put it bluntly, it was simply a matter of making money, and both of them were capable of doing so.
"Hey, are you dealing drugs?"
A young man's voice reached everyone's ears.
"Who?"
More than 20 people looked around in panic, searching for the direction of the sound, but they couldn't find it no matter what they did.
The sound just now seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to determine its location.
Stop looking, I'm above you.
Everyone looked up and saw a man dressed in a purplish-black robe squatting on a dilapidated street lamp.
The brim of the hat covered most of the man's face, and while the moonlight behind him couldn't reach his face, it did give it a layer of pale moonlight.
In the already dark environment, a sense of mystery and fear enveloped everyone's hearts.
"Who... who are you?" The Mediterranean-looking man leading the group asked, somewhat flustered.
Several armed men aimed at Gohan, seemingly about to pull the trigger at any moment.
"Who I am?"
Gohan smirked, his robes billowing as he somersaulted through the air and landed on his knees.
boom!!
The dust on the ground was blown away in all directions by the wind generated by the falling dust.
Gohan slowly rose to his feet, his lips moving slightly as he uttered each word.
The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed so clear in this situation where you could hear a pin drop.
My name Shadow!
"Lying in the shadows, hunting down the wicked!"
" Black Heart!"
"Arm up!"
"Armor Combination!" A heavy, mechanical voice reached everyone's ears.
One by one, the black parts were assembled onto Gohan's body, and in just a moment, the fusion was complete.
He looked at the crowd in front of him through scarlet goggles, and streaks of blood-red light flowed across his scales.
Like a black knight returned from Hell.
"Wha... what the hell? Shoot... shoot him!"
Mediterranean swallowed hard, feeling cold sweat soaking his back. He immediately yelled at the men with guns.
Suddenly, several tongues of fire appeared in the darkness and shot towards Gohan.
"Bullets? They're so slow!"
Gohan strolled leisurely through the hail of bullets, walking calmly towards the crowd.
When everyone's magazines were empty, not a single bullet Gohan.
"A monster... a monster!"
Everyone turned and fled. As for the money and drugs?
What's the use of all this when you're about to lose your life?
In their eyes, the armored man before them was like a legendary martial artist, someone no ordinary person could possibly contend with.
Run away; running away might offer a glimmer of hope.
Gohan deflected the last bullet aimed at him with his fingers and slowly looked at the fleeing crowd.
"Run? Can you escape?"
"My power is enough to tear the earth apart and pierce the sky!"
"Any struggle is futile!"
The somber yet melodramatic speech echoed throughout the alley.
Gohan stomped his right foot on the ground, and the concrete pavement instantly shattered, sending countless stones flying into the air.
Gohan scanned the rocks that appeared before him, and in his eyes, the rocks seemed to be suspended in mid-air.
He slowly extended two fingers and casually tapped the stone.
Gohan's seemingly casual click caused the stone to burst forth with a force that seemed to pierce through the air.
The stones, imbued with immense kinetic energy, sliced through the air of the alley, their high-speed rotation and friction with the air generating heat that even caused them to glow with faint red light.
streaks of blood streaked across the sky and fell to the ground.
"A ghost... a ghost!"
Mediterranean wiped the warm, crimson liquid from his face; he knew the blood belonged to the person in front of him.
That person had collapsed to the ground, never to open their eyes again, and was now in Hell repenting for their past mistakes.
As he watched people fall one after another in front of him, some even collapsing right next to him, an overwhelming sense of fear gripped his heart.
The pebbles grazed his chest, a splash of blood blooming in the air. He gradually felt weaker and weaker, his legs feeling like they were filled with lead, growing heavier and heavier...
His consciousness grew increasingly blurred until his legs could no longer move forward, and he collapsed to the ground, losing his breath.
Before he died, he turned his head and saw a black figure moving further and further away in his blurred vision.
"Click, click..."
With a flick of his dark purple robe, Gohan deactivated his transformation and slowly walked out of the alley with his hands in the pockets of his robe.
He went to the roadside and found a phone booth that looked usable, so he went over and dialed a three-digit number.
Beep beep beep...
"Hello, this is the police station. May I ask...?"
"In the abandoned residential area No. 003 in the West City suburbs, there are two drug trafficking gangs."
After saying Gohan hung up the phone. The reason he had to tell the police was because there were still some people among those people who weren't serious enough to die.
He could judge the degree of evil of a person by their ki and spirit, and for those who had committed crimes punishable by death, Gohan showed no mercy by piercing their chests.
As for those less evil, Gohan's control only knocked them unconscious; the rest would have to spend several years in the Dragon Realm to hone their skills, which would depend on the court.
After doing all this, Gohan couldn't help but pant heavily, feeling both excited and uneasy.
He understood that for ordinary people, these people were more useful dead than alive, and some of them would not be wrong to die several times.
But this was his first time killing someone; before, he had only killed animals, like chickens.
There will always be some aftereffects.
However, Gohan quickly recovered, because he knew clearly that he had made the right choices. He...
He's a hero!
Gradually, the story of two armored heroes began to circulate in the West City.
One is Shadow, the other Light.
Those cringeworthy pronouncements were very popular among youth groups, and those cringeworthy quotes were even considered their bible!
Tear the earth apart! Pierce the sky! I am the Shadow, lurking in the darkness, hunting down the wicked!
I am the Light, walking under the blazing sun, purifying the wicked!