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A silver hook struck his cheek, and even with his divine power enhancing him, he felt as if his jawbone had been shattered. He roared and instinctively swung his fist in the direction from which the punch had come. But halfway through the punch, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder blade; a powerful chop had almost dislocated his arm.

He tried to kick, but before he could even exert any force, he felt a sudden, sharp kick to his shin. The excruciating pain, as if his leg bone were breaking, neutralized his flying kick before it could even take shape.

The two fought fiercely while flying at high speed, flitting among the towering buildings like butterflies among flowers. Shen You controlled the pace of the battle, intentionally avoiding buildings and busy areas while unleashing his combos. In an instant, the two had flown out of the city and into the suburbs.

Avoiding civilians and disaster control are equally essential lessons, fundamental principles ingrained in the DNA of every citizen of the Land of Light. Otherwise, who knows when some guy might suddenly appear on a rooftop and deliver a classic "What have you been protecting?.JPG" message.

A knee strike that nearly made the doctor vomit his bile was followed by a 360-degree aerial spin and a single-leg whirlwind. Dr. Sivana plummeted downwards with a transparent impact that exploded in mid-air, crashing thousands of meters into a forest.

The shattered air was compressed into a massive sonic boom, a deafening impact that uprooted trees under an invisible force. Countless birds took flight in panic, and tattered branches and torn bark flew everywhere.

Dr. Sivana shook his bald head and staggered to his feet from the crater he had fallen into.

"He's too strong, I can't beat him!" the doctor said in a panic.

"Don't be nervous, you're immortal now!" arrogance whispered in his ear. "But be careful to protect your eyes and don't let him get close."

A deafening roar drowned out all other sounds; it was the explosion of Ultraman landing after chasing him from the sky, the shockwave like a tsunami.

The alternating red and silver colors were stretched into a blurry afterimage by the ultra-high-speed movement, breaking through the dust waves and rushing towards the doctor's location!

Dr. Sivana hurriedly extended his right palm, and lightning shot out from his palm to meet the afterimage. But the afterimage suddenly changed direction, and in a flash it had already flashed to the right flank, continuing to charge forward without slowing down.

Dr. Sivana's reaction was extremely fast, enhanced by divine power. He unleashed a flurry of palm strikes, his divine power flowing wildly as if it were free, and bolts of lightning shot out from his hands one after another.

Trees were snapped in half, lawns were charred black, and debris flew wildly among the interwoven electric grid. For a moment, lightning crackled through the forest, but the red and silver afterimages flickered and danced between the flashes, never quite reaching the edge.

"No, he's too fast, I can't keep up."

"You can do it!"

The arrogant voice continued to ring in his ears.

Everyone looked down on you, everyone thought you couldn't do it, but we discovered your potential!

"Think about those who bullied you and looked down on you! You are destined for greatness, Thaddeus Sivana, become the person you want to be!"

After being given a dose of chicken soup, Dr. Sivana's face began to twitch violently.

His life was a failure; countless images flashed through his mind, and hateful faces passed before his eyes.

For example, his older brother who bullied him since childhood, and his father who never respected him.

“I agree with you.” Dr. Sivana’s expression gradually turned sinister, and the electric light in his eyes intensified.

"I want them to know, I want them all to see my power!"

"I will be the god of this world!!!"

As he roared, his magic seemed to surge, and lightning radiated from his entire body, like a magical frenzy.

Until the red and silver whirlwind suddenly swept past him.

The lightning stopped abruptly.

Dr. Sivana remained standing in place with his arms outstretched, looking up at the sky in a childish pose, and a perverted smile on his face.

Half a second later, I realized something was wrong and instinctively tried to blink.

Only then did he realize with shock—

—Damn it! Where are my eyes?!

Turning his head in horror, he discovered that his magical right eye had turned into a ball of light, which was being held in the hand of Ultraman who was passing by him at supersonic speed.

"Such a show-off." Shen You pinched the magic orb he had successfully obtained. "He's not even the main character, yet he wants to unleash his full power?"

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Chapter 108 The Black-Robed Crowd

In a dark dimension, a pair of evil eyes quietly opened.

Belial furtively looked up, glancing left and right before meeting his brother Saraca's disdainful gaze.

"How come you're dead again?" Saraka asked coldly.

Belial hesitated for a moment, then said sullenly, "I was careless."

“Careless? I think the problem lies in your thinking,” Saraca said coldly. “Do you have some kind of problem with our great father?”

"Don't make false accusations!" Belial's face flushed red. "They're just a few clones."

"You've already given away three. Your strength wasn't great to begin with, so you're probably even less useful now," Saraca sneered.

That's the truth. Defeating the clone won't harm the main body, but it's impossible to say it has no impact whatsoever. Losing three clones will inevitably deplete your energy and significantly affect your strength and condition.

"It's not my fault, I'm being targeted!" Belial shouted. "It's that wretched creature of light again! It's always there wherever I go! This guy's got some issues!"

Wherever I go, the moment I step out the door, a blinding flash of light hits me. What can I do?

Belial spread his paws, once again expressing his helplessness.

"Oh, so all three heads were given to the same person." Saraca was even more disdainful. "I remember there's a saying among humans, 'Even a donkey won't fall into the same hole twice,' right?"

Belial roared, "What did you say?"

"I said you're zero-three."

"I really was trying to hold them off, but that creature of light had a strange set of armor and kept chasing and bombarding me. I couldn't beat it, and I couldn't run away either. You can go and see the afterimages left behind by my clone if you don't believe me!"

"Zero-3, shut up."

Belial: "."

Having taken down five of the seven heads of the Seven Deadly Sins, and even received an additional bonus, Shen You was in high spirits after another successful raid. He returned to his armor and began the return journey.

The battle armor was set to be managed by a third party, allowing Pal to fly back along the planned return route. During this time, Shen You continued his study and research using the built-in interface.

He's recently acquired quite a few alien gadgets, and there's so much knowledge about different star systems waiting for him to digest. Even with his brain's processing speed, time is still very tight; there's just too much knowledge and content for him to learn.

Lately, it seems that the super brain of the little Kryptonian I raised at home has been developed to a considerable extent. Shen You has thought more than once that he can start to consider having Kara as his research assistant.

Anyway, she says she goes to school every day, but she definitely doesn't actually go to learn anything. On one hand, it's to experience life and integrate into human society, but on the other hand, it's really just because she thinks it's fun.

Anyway, she has a lot of free time every day, and it's a waste of resources for her super brain to be running around all day. Shen You planned to find her some work to do when he got back today, to help him out and share some of the research pressure.

"Drip drop~"

A notification sound from inside the armor interrupted his thoughts.

"Pal, what's going on?"

"That's a notification that the negative phase fluctuation radar has been triggered, sir."

“Show me the mark.”

Shen You glanced at the display on the interface; the intensity wasn't low—even by Gotham's standards.

Moreover, it was basically on the same route as his return journey. After a moment's thought, Shen You took over the piloting from Pal and turned to fly towards the radar coordinates.

An old-fashioned warehouse.

The night wind blew through the old buildings, sounding like a low groan, or the unwilling howl of forgotten souls. Dark red bricks were exposed through cracked walls, and intricate magic circles were drawn everywhere on the walls and floors. Ancient and strange characters were engraved with mysterious runes, emitting a faint glow.

A certain religious sect?

Shen You frowned, and the armor silently landed in stealth mode. He stood silently on the roof, peering into the room through the cobweb-covered skylight.

The figures in black robes moved through the room, their forms appearing grotesque and terrifying in the dim candlelight. They were silent, not a sound uttered in the vast room, like ghosts emerging from the abyss. Their faces were shrouded in darkness beneath their hoods, and their eyes gleamed with an eerie light.

At the far end of the room, Shen You saw something that resembled an altar.

Looking deeper through the wall, one could see a space resembling a storage room. Inside were corpses.

The nameless dead were covered in strange and intricate patterns etched in blood, each one dying a gruesome death with a grotesque face.

The figures in black robes surrounded the altar, motionless like statues. The one at the head, who appeared to be a leader, stepped forward, dagger in hand. He slowly extended his left hand, revealing dry, pale skin beneath his black sleeve. The dagger grazed the dry skin, leaving a thin line of blood.

Blood flowed from his hands onto the altar. Then, strangely, bubbles began to rise from the altar, and the thick, black blood seemed to emanate from within, quickly forming a pool of blood until it overflowed and dripped down the edges.

"Almighty and great Lord. If you can hear me, please send down divine pronouncements to guide the lost sheep."

Clang!

The skylight shattered, and the steel body descended from the sky, landing steadily in the center of the room among a group of believers.

All the men in black robes froze, staring wide-eyed at the suddenly appearing steel body.

Huh? The oracle really came?

Is it really that effective?

Instead, the black-robed man who appeared to be the leader and was holding the dagger suddenly changed his expression, realizing something was wrong: "No, this isn't the Oracle Intruder! Take him down!"

All the men in black robes changed their expressions and drew their weapons.

Some brandished machetes, some sickles, some chain hammers, and others carried crossbows.

The scene looked rather primitive, reminiscent of a tribal conflict in the African jungle. But when Shen You looked around, his sensors actually detected some peculiar energy reactions on these people.

Some strange frequencies, though not strong, lingered around all the black-robed men and their weapons, like some kind of energy field, simultaneously enhancing their weapons and physical attributes.

A magical fluctuation.

So this group isn't just some random charlatan; judging by their appearance, they might actually be related to some kind of evil god.

Of course, it made no difference to Shen You, since it was all experience anyway.

We're fighting an evil god.

"Take him!"

The leader, a man in black robes, brandished a crossbow with burning arrows and shouted fiercely.

"For the supreme Lord!"

As he spoke, the man in black robes pulled the trigger, and arrows shot out.

At the same moment, Shen You also moved.

The mobile armor swayed slightly, its form appearing to flicker only briefly. To an ordinary person, it might even seem like an illusion; it hadn't actually left its spot.

He then reached out and caught the flying magic arrow with a snap.

The entire room was filled with men in black robes lying haphazardly on the floor.