"Lydia Specialty: Wind of Doom!"
"Lydia Specialty: Aurora of Death!"
"Lydia Specialty: Wind Predator!"
"Lydia Specialty: Gaze of Death!"
Bzzz!
For a long ti, Hunter Master Lydia tried to analyze the activities of the Clown Society to deduce the real motive of Newton's student. As a veteran warrior, during the years, she already constructed most of her ideals.
To her, there was no complete villain nor hero, people change.
She wanted to deduce Norman's real motivation to see if she could end everything amicably, she believed that every warrior had a 2nd chance.
She always tried to look at the most extre of humans even a genocidal terrorist like Clown from an objective point, but now, she confird that she was wrong. Clown was a maniac, a maniacal murderer who was beyond redemption.
While Core Protector Shanks planned on how to raid the Hellfire Mountains, her own preference was for Clown to surrender to end everything without violence.
Originally, she believed that once Clown saw the number of Grade C Superhumans that ca after him, he would he shocked into surrender.
Oh how she was wrong, she never expected the psychopath to create more monstrosities that already exceeded the Grade C realm, she underestimated him.
To her, this was not just a stunt to impress his master.
To her now, Norman was really a psychopath who simply deserves death.
Seeing 3 of the Grade C Superhumans that they spent much ti and effort convincing to join this effort die so aninglessly to the beasts, she lost it. Even a pacifist could get angry at tis and when they do, they are scary.
Lydia was a Wind Elentalist, a veteran who had toured the underworld and hunted for centuries before founding the Hunter Union.
Fueled by fury now, this Elentalist channeled all the accumulation of her powers throughout all those years to obliterate this terrorist.
To this warrior, the Wind Elent was just an extension of her body. She had mastered control over the Wind Elent to such a horrifying degree that at her peak state, she could seamlessly fuse with it and beco wind itself.
Under her control, the lethal Wind Elent was tad before being unleashed as it went on a rampage like raging fire in a dry harmattan.
She was not alone, the other angry Grade C Superhumans helped her as they drenched this research lab in their fury, the attacks were nurous and deadly.
Just 1 Grade C Superhuman could already deal significant damage to anything that they attacked, when so many of them attacked together, it was a disaster that few could live through and survive.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The research lab could not withstand it, the concentrated bombardnt from so many Grade C Superhumans overloaded it's endurance limits.
This research lab caved in and disappeared completely, what was left in its wake was simply a ruin. When the dust and bright lights died down, the enemies were still intact, only the Undying Cockroach had its mouth open.
It was from the mouth of this Cockroach that a gigantic shield with 3 different lights lit up that protected them all from the lethal attacks.
"Hahaha…!" Clown's laughter reverberated from inside the ch suit.
"Behold my greatest defensive creation, I call it the 3-Energy Shield".
"A combination of Psionic Energy, Super Energy, and raw core energy from the planet core to create this shield, it's unbreakable by the likes of you".
"Now, witness what real power is!"
Hum!!!
The chanical suit humd for a few seconds like it was recharging, the next mont, the chanical suit turned into a literal war fortress.
From different parts of its body, gun muzzles ca out as they unleashed their loads. Not just that, it also had missile modules and Norman did not hesitate to activate it as lethal missile warheads were launched at the enemies.
BOOM!
The impact and explosions were unlike anything that these Grade C Superhumans had experienced before, they were damaged and injured.
And still, that was not all, amid the explosions, the machine humd again as from its hand, a long extrely hot plasma sword was brought out.
"Face death!"
"Embrace death!"
"Feel it's cold embrace".
"Experience what it feels like to be helpless before death!"
Even as he got prepared to ditch death, Clown never lost his charisma of craziness, it felt like he was a Priest preaching the goodnews to lost sheep.
"My children, join , help turn the Hellfire Mountains into Hell!"
"Help turn our ho into our slaughterhouse!"
The 3 Bio-chanic Monstrosities led the counterattack against the Grade C Superhuman alliance and it was deadly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Still integrated with Akela, Legolas watched this battlefield like a hawk as he processed all the shocks of this vital encounter with the Clown Society's core.
Unlike the others, he was not pushed by his emotions to the extent where he threw his life away by confronting these monstrosities head-on.
Like he always emphasized, Summoners used their head.
His eyes showed pure amazent as he looked at the beast monstrosities.
'So, this is the power that can be harnessed when you decide to be psychotic? Powerful…!'
…
BOOM!
Core Protector Shanks was horrified as he saw the battlefield at the other side through the lens of his powerful Queen Bee contracted beast.
Seeing Grade C Superhumans die with such casualty, this Core Protector was horrified. Originally, he thought that while the majority of them held the Giant, the others would be able to corner Norman and eliminate him.
He never expected this psychopath to hide such a trump card though.
Everything was happening so fast, he barely had ti to think.
In just a few minutes after Clown revealed his trump card, 9 Grade C Superhumans were already dead. To put this into context, in Shanks' centuries of living, he had witnessed and heard of only 6 Grade C Superhuman deaths.
The fact that 9 died today alone overturned this warrior's overview of life, he felt confused, he felt in disbelief. 'Is this even possible?'
"The others are dying!"
"We can't watch while they die!"
Originally, when they were called, most of the Grade C Superhumans decided to join because they were persuaded. Most of them still saw the threat that Norman posed as trivial, it was till now that they saw the real thing.
Seeing their equals dying like chicken today, their survival instincts kicked in, they definitely could not let this Clown live to see another day.
They would do everything in their power to end this threat today.
Core Protector Shanks made a decision. "Yes, we can't watch them die".
"Grog, Blood Hunter, Emak, you will go and broadcast the news of what is happening here. Tell every Grade C Superhuman in our planet of the threat to their life, if they don't want to end up like the dead, they should co and fight for their survival".
"It's not just about the survival of the civilians that they look down on anymore, it is about the survival of Grade C Superhumans now".
"Go now!"
The 3 Grade C Superhumans did not hesitate, they teleported away.
As for the remaining, even as they kept on holding the Giant, Core Protector Shanks gave new orders. "As for us, we join the others and fight".
"Together, we stand a better chance against these beast monstrosities".
"This is no longer a trivial terrorist attack".
"This is a threat against our existence".
"Fight like there is no tomorrow, we'll fight for our survival!"
Core Protector Shanks led the charge towards Clown's location even as the Giant chased behind them, the battle was about to beco a lot hotter!
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