Chapter 733: Skull’s path
Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation
Events unfolded very naturally as the tals Professor and company wreaked havoc at the cafe. A search transpired into a series of vile behavior, which incited a massive and unruly riot; flocks of humans ca pouring out of the area in an unprecedented panic, while many busy-body passersby crowded the surroundings as they attempted to peep and add oil to the commotion.
This scene coincidentally fit the description of 'wanting to enter but unable to, wanting to leave but failing to'. Multitudes of desperate individuals were shoving around, jumping over masonry borders of shrubs and flowers, or blatantly splashing through decorative fountains and ponds to escape. Fortunately, Target Cafe was located at basent two and people couldn't jump down through the windows……
However, amidst the chaos, one could noticeably observe a few individuals blatantly shuffling through the crowd. They squeezed through the crowd as though the human obstacles weren't worth ntioning, and appeared like a heated knife cutting through butter.
anwhile, Sheyan suddenly asked Zi.
"What is the degree of Zeus' current prowess? Zi?"
Zi paused for a while before unenthusiastically responding.
"He should've already broken through the boundary of a Growth-Hunter."
Sheyan squinted his eyes and inquired again.
"Wouldn't this an……the Skull Party is destined for a massive defeat?"
Zi shook her head in response.
"The commander of Skull Party, Skull, is a mystifying and unknown card. I've crossed hands with him before, hmph hmph, he took my 'Force Wall' as though it was a gentle brush."
Speaking till here, Zi glanced at Sheyan with a look of amusent. Evidently, she just rembered the first ti she encountered Sheyan, where a single 'Force Collision Wall' struck him to half dead state.
Sheyan's lips twitched slightly as he recalled that scene, in contrast to Zi's sneering looking.
She gracefully lifted her coffee mug and took another sip, while her eyes flickered with anticipation.
"A clash between Zeus and Skull…that should aid you and Reef greatly right. By watching them battle, it'll aid you in making a conclusive decision for your future path. Ah, strictly speaking, the benefits of spectating this battle is not inferior to a silver storyline grade equipnt."
"That…should be Skull."
On a main road leading to the plaza's exterior, a Harley-Davidson motorbike zood in with a thunderous rumbling that brimd with rampant arrogance. Large clouds of black fog puffed out of its exhaust, as the Harley-Davidson motorbike accelerated bombastically before executing a drift and halting in the middle of the plaza.
A brawny male hopped off the motorbike. Every movent he made carried a taste of steel and blood, as his feet trampled deep into the concrete road. Fragnts of tar sprayed out from the impact and struck against unlucky passerbys, wounding them gravely and even causing fatal casualties on the spot!
This man of steel and blood then sauntered into the building and towards the cafe, while scanning across with a chilling gaze of explosive fury.
Several mbers of Skull Party started assembling behind him as they awaited Skull's callous command.
"Since so foolish Glory Party lackeys have decided to scare our prey, they shall replace them. Their lives and honor will suffice to compensate us."
Although Sheyan and his group were pretty distanced from the plaza, as the schers behind this conspiracy, they had long prepared the plaza and placed spyware equipnt around the vicinity of the cafe.
Hence, they could safely survey the scene while lowering the chances of being discovered by enemies with outstanding perceptive sense.
At this mont, the tals Professor marched out from the Target Cafe. She released a sharp laughter and scoffed.
"What shaless boasting!"
In response, Skull laughed crazily with his head looking towards the sky. Then, he abruptly cut his laughter and bood awe-inspiringly.
"Splendid, simply marvellous. Judas! Where's Zeus?"
A short old man proceeded to fish out a clock looking object and observed it for a while.
"Currently still around the outskirts of Jurassic Park."
Skull sinisterly continued.
"So, I'm afraid even retrieving your corpses would be an extravagant hope for Zeus after he rushes here."
Upon completing his statent, Skull produced a pair of tallic boots that shimred with a deep blue brilliance from his personal storage. Evidently, its value wasn't just an ordinary dark-blue grade equipnt.
Following that, a flabbergasting scene occured.
Kacha! Kacha! This male unexpectedly enlarged his mouth and devoured the tallic boots with a few chomps! His expression didn't appear as though he was eating a pair of boots, but a jam biscuit.
After devouring the boots, the nightmare imprint in the middle of Skull's brows emitted an incomparably glaring shine!
In a flash, Skull's body mass amplified by several folds and his feet sunk further into the solid concrete ground with crackling sounds; sinking all the way till knee deep!
Two deep blue tallic glows bead out from Skull's nightmare imprint before linking with two other mbers beside him!
The beams were seemingly channeling an unknown source incessantly to them, and instantaneously, two sets of deep blue tallic armour shockingly coated the peripheries of the two individuals. Both armours were laced with sharp spikes and one could imagine how indomitable their defenses were.
The two mbers imdiately charged towards the Target Cafe!
Simultaneously, a barrage of coordinated and incredibly powerful assaults struck them. These assaults were undoubtedly unleashed by the mbers of Glory Party. Similarly, one could imagine how deadly these assaults were.
However, the two Skull Party aggressors looked as if they didn't sustain much damages, and only the blue tal armour coating them was blasted into scattering fragnts. Nevertheless, the two deep blue beams from Skull's forehead continued linking to their bodies, and appeared to be restoring their tal armours.
Viewing this scene, both Sheyan and Reef were stunned! Under Skull's enhancent, those two Growth-Hunters could actually fight evenly the bunch of Glory Party mbers!
How terrifying was his buffing ability? Was this the true extent of an MT's capabilities? Also, what was Zi referring to when she ntioned the path of an MT?
anwhile, seeing that their comrades had created an opening, the other Skull Party mbers charged forth unanimously.
Encountering this predicant, the tals Professor released a sharp order, as they mbers of Glory Party quickly withdrew up to basent one of the building.
In this instant, Sheyan noticed that as the distance between Skull and the two mbers widened, the linking deep blue beam turned relatively thin as though it could break anyti. Furthermore, the tal armour coating the two contestants beca covered densely with cracks and looked to be disintegrating soon.
Observing that, Skull cumbersoly pulled out both feet and strode deeper into the building with a speed slower than average humans. Every step he made caused chunks of cent to disperse as his feet sank knee-deep into the ground.
As Skull closed in gap between his two comrades, the two connecting beams regained their usual state. Evidently, the beaming link between Skull and his subordinates didn't possess infinite distance, and was restricted to a fixed proximity.
Alas, the Glory Party mbers were like mouses in a mousehole without an exit. Although Skull's advancing pace was pathetically slow, it was akin to forcing them into their graves with every step.
All of a sudden, the air around Skull suddenly and strangely rippled like a passing heat wave!
Right now, his party mbers were all swarming the cafe building and not a single person remained around Skull. Thus, it represented that he would've to fend for himself for this short duration.
In the next second, an incomparably incisive dagger pierced out from nowhere, directly thrusting for Skull's throat.
With both his feet still rooted in the ground, Skull naturally couldn't dodge in ti.
Hence, he lazily reached out his hand to block. When the incisive dagger stabbed Skull's hand, it rely scraped out a streak of sparks against a sudden coat of tal over Skull's hand.
In spite of that, this randomly appearing assassin attacked with miraculously rapid pace, releasing another 5-6 stabs in a flash. The last stab even carved out a mirage of a twinkling ivory tooth as it drilled a deep wound into Skull's shoulder, causing blood to pour out instantly.
"Good move, relieving his allies by attacking the enemy's ho base." Brother Black praised and continued. "Zi, you must recognize him eh?"
Zi calmly replied.
"Of course, that is Demondream's master, Yake. Rumoured as a man who dances on sword tips, Demondream has never won against him. Hmph, but trying to reverse the situation with just him? Simply impossible. An MT exists for the sole reason of tanking damage for his team, regardless of how powerful Yake's assaults are, he cannot do much to Skull within such a short span of ti. On the contrary, he may slip up and die instead!"
Just as Zi's words faded, a 'corpse' lying not too far from Skull abruptly jolted up. Indeed, this 'corpse' was the voluptuous Patrice!
She actually possessed such a unique ability of disguise. Just monts prior to this, she resembled a dead corpse sprawled on the ground with no abnormalities.
Her lips curled into a cold sneer as her left finger flashed with a mournful streak. A 'High-Frequency Sliceray' swerved out from her scorpion tail like finger cot and headed straight for Yake!
Relying on her abrupt appearance, the angle and speed of Patrice's 'High-Frequency Sliceray' was extrely craftly and was simply unavoidable for Yake.
Concurrently, Skull punched forth viciously with his steel fist towards Yake! A dull glow condensed even condensed around his first, which either added an imasurable killing force to it, or an disastrously vile negative effect!
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