Chapter 183: Soaring Green Fla and the Wits Outside the Battlefield
Confronting Parallax
In terms of sheer arrogance and domineering presence, Luke at this mont was second to none.
The Green Fla burned fiercely, transforming into a towering torch.
"Fire Fist!"
With a roar, Luke drew his right fist back and swung it forward, carrying a massive amount of green fire. The fla ford a punch that traveled dozens of ters, smashing heavily into Hector's protective barrier.
Bang!
The fla scattered and parted to the sides.
Hector's lips curled in disdain. The next second, his expression froze. The telekinetic field protecting his body was visibly shrinking.
The green fla could actually erode telekinetic power!
"Peculiar humanoid!"
Hector scoffed, raising his segnted, insect-like claw and lightly pointing.
Boom!
The invisible force transford into a fierce gale, blowing the green fla backward.
Hector raised his hand again. An invisible shockwave slamd through the air, hitting Luke so hard that his legs sank into the ground, plowing back over ten ters before he stopped.
Such potent telekinesis!
Compared to before, it was at least ten tis stronger.
Luke narrowed his eyes, pushed off the ground, and charged forward. His speed rapidly increased. Two cannons erged from his shoulders. The muzzles were wrapped in green fla, continuously firing energy blasts enveloped in the sa green fire.
Hector simply pointed a finger. Four air walls appeared in front, behind, to the left, and to the right of Luke, cutting off all his escape routes.
At the sa ti, a giant hand made of telekinetic energy materialized in the air.
The giant hand was two stories tall. Its five fingers clenched into a fist, descending with a deafening roar.
The air seed to be sucked away, creating countless ripples.
The energy giant hand was directly overhead. Luke had no chance to dodge, nor did he intend to.
"Fla Sun!"
The protective green fla surged, forming a towering column of fire that collided with the energy giant hand.
At that mont, ti seed to stand still.
The shockwave created by the two forces annihilated everything within a hundred-ter radius. White light and green fla rubbed, clashed, and tore at each other, sending out huge energy ripples.
The killing intent boiled in Luke's eyes.
"Great Fla Sun!"
Boom!
The fla surged dramatically, sweeping over the energy giant hand like a tsunami. The telekinetic power was eroded and consud, quickly dissolving into nothingness. The green fla then condensed in the air, forming a massive fireball over fifty ters in diater.
The fireball hovered in mid-air, blazing like a sun.
"Die, you piece of trash!"
Luke shot into the air, lifted the fireball with his right hand, and smashed it downward with full force.
The fifty-ter fireball blotted out the sun, descending from the sky with a destructive aura that penetrated the soul.
Before it even arrived, the soul felt a burning pain, as if being scorched by fire.
Hector's face was solemn and incredibly serious.
Normally, he wouldn't care about an attack like this, but things were different now. After being bombarded by the Green Lantern Corps and nearly reverting to his primitive state, he had used his last bit of energy to co to Earth, only to find a host so weak that it not only failed to enhance him but also sowhat limited his performance.
"Hector Hammond, you truly are a failure!"
Hector cursed inwardly. He raised all six claws simultaneously. Telekinetic power twisted and coiled, forming a gigantic shield dozens of ters thick.
The fireball slamd into the shield.
There were no tricks or techniques, only the most primal clash of raw energy.
Shockwaves burst from the central impact, radiating outwards. Green fla surged, and white light exploded, scattering across all parts of the island. Hurricanes rose from the ground, bending trees and plants. The seawater turned into a great swell, rising higher and higher into multi-ter waves.
The sky was split into two distinct worlds by the white and green energies.
The Duel of the Won
In the sky nearby, Linda, who had been watching the fight, was full of disbelief.
"That bastard actually has such powerful tahuman abilities!"
"Why didn't he use them before?"
"But... the Green Fla feels so eerie. Even from this far away, it gives the illusion that my soul is being consud."
"What an evil power. It's like a demon from hell. Could that guy be the devil's child?"
Recalling Luke's various behaviors, the girl nodded seriously.
"That's right. He definitely has demonic blood."
Carol was also watching the situation on the island, but the distance was too great, and she lacked super-vision, so she couldn't clearly see what was happening. She diverted so of her attention to the girl beside her.
When two rival won are together, appraisal is mandatory, and comparison is essential:
Age: Younger than herself, around eighteen.Height: 1.7 ters. Not as tall as her.The corners of her mouth occasionally curled up. Clearly, poorly brought up.Her chest was flat, nowhere near as ample as her own.
As for fashion sense...
Carol glanced at the tracksuit Linda was wearing and curled her lip in distaste.
A tracksuit?
As a woman, daring to leave the house in a tracksuit, and a grey one at that? Heh! Clearly, she was used to being sloppy and lacked even the most basic manners.
In just a few glances, Carol ntally gave Linda a disastrously low score.
"A ssy girl from so backwater. Rebellious and volatile. Except for her sweet looks and tahuman ability, she's useless in every other regard. Extrely low threat. Can be ignored."
As a Kryptonian, Linda's senses were excellent. None of Carol's appraisals escaped her notice. At first, she didn't mind. They were both won; a look was no big deal. But she never expected the other woman to show a look of mockery.
What does that an?
Mocking ? An Earth native looking down on a Kryptonian from a superior civilization?
Linda was enraged. She turned her head, glaring fiercely.
"Who are you, and what's your na?"
Carol smiled subtly, knowledgeable, beautiful, and slightly domineering.
"Carol Ferris, Executive Director of Ferris Aircraft, and Luke's girlfriend."
Linda scoffed. "Luke Shaw has a hundred girlfriends. Which number are you?"
Carol replied unhurriedly, "Those hundred girlfriends all refer to . I alone am worth a hundred."
As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, her imposing manner naturally erging.
Linda's expression froze, and her face grew even more hostile.
Carol said, "Little sister, who are you?"
"Don't call little sister. I'm older than you."
"Older than ?"
Carol smiled strangely, her gaze subtly sweeping over Linda's chest before resting on her own ample bosom. "I couldn't tell. Where are you bigger than ?"
"You..."
Linda's face flushed. She instinctively raised her fist.
"Do you want to fight?"
Carol turned her head. "I don't resort to violence with vulgar won. It would make look uncultured."
Linda felt her blood pressure rapidly rising. This damned woman is deliberately provoking ! Then, she suddenly rembered sothing. Her eyes darted, and she grinned cunningly.
"You're Luke Shaw's girlfriend. Does that an you two will get married soday?"
"That is natural."
"Then do you know who I am?"
"I'm listening."
Linda coughed and spoke with a pretense of profound knowledge. "Listen carefully. By seniority, I am his little aunt. When you marry him, you beco my niece. Co on, call 'Auntie'!"
Carol: "?"
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