Zone Zero: I'm invincible now that the heavenly fire has killed Nineveh!

"This is really unexpected."

Lycahn took a deep breath and finally forced himself to accept the scene of Bomb beating up the butcher.

“This Bomb is special,” Lina said thoughtfully. “It looks like a special model of anthropomorphic design, and it also has advanced combat intelligence that ordinary Bombs don’t have.”

"Is this a new product from the Marcel Group?" Ellen asked longingly, a lollipop in her mouth. "If I had a 'Bomb' like this, I guess I'd have far fewer troubles."

“My master has close ties with the Marsel Group, and I haven’t heard of any similar model of Bomb.” Lykan shook his head and guessed, “However, judging from the current situation, this Bomb has a close relationship with the Rabbit House.”

"Perhaps this is the patronage of that Lord Su Chen. We will have to add another person to our list of key observers."

The appearance of a Bomb with the strength of a Void Hunter is far more terrifying than the appearance of a Void Hunter.

Where did this cloth come from? To whom does it belong? Can it be mass-produced? These are all very important questions.

Lycaon stared intently at the battlefield, unwilling to miss a single frame or second of detail.

Everything you see before you becomes intelligence.

A few minutes later, the Dead End Butcher collapsed to the ground, seemingly lifeless.

Ellen stroked her chin and analyzed, "The Dead End Butcher is extremely destructive, but the surrounding buildings haven't suffered extensive damage, so it seems this battle hasn't been going on for very long."

"Miss Ellen, your analysis is amazing!"

"That Miss Bomb is amazing! She killed the Dead Road Butcher in no time!"

Colleen exclaimed with longing and a touch of amazement.

Neither of them can compare to her.

“No, little Colleen.” Lina explained with a smile, “The Dead End Butcher usually keeps his enormous etheric energy within his body and only fights in his initial form.”

"Although it has reached the level 5 standard in the initial stage, it is still far from its true form after releasing energy [food form]."

As they spoke, the reading on the ether activity indicator loaded by Butler Bu Butler skyrocketed, issuing a red warning.

"Look, the Dead End Butcher's etheric activity is starting to rise rapidly," Lina exclaimed. "The Dead End Butcher, revealing its true form, is probably the strongest ethereal being one can encounter in the Companion Void."

"So, can Miss Bomb still defeat the Dead End Butcher in [Meal Form]?"

Colleen asked with some concern.

“With Lord Bomb’s abilities, defeating the Dead End Butcher shouldn’t be a problem,” Lycaon said, keeping a close eye on the battlefield. “However, it probably won’t be as easy as the first form.”

He stared intently at the battlefield, where the butcher of the dead road, who had already fallen miserably, was undergoing an astonishing transformation.

A large amount of dark-colored etheric energy surged within its body, and its already powerful green muscles expanded even further.

The limbs that had been severed by Baal's sword were rapidly reconstructed under the abundant etheric energy, and within just a few seconds, strong, dark green muscular arms could be seen.

The most terrifying thing is that its muscular back, which resembles a demon's face, has two fleshy sacs protruding from it.

The fleshy sac continued to swell, with violent etheric energy surging within it.

Nicole shouted at Baal, "Watch out! When Dead End Butcher unleashes his full power, he'll grow two energy arms. He's very troublesome!"

"understood."

Barr nodded calmly.

She had seen many monsters with a second stage, and some special Hilichurls also had a second stage, so it wasn't anything to be surprised about.

However, this monster has a transformation time, which gives her enough time to gather her strength and strike it down.

With this thought in mind, Baal sheathed his katana at his waist and placed his fair hand on the hilt.

With mind and intention in harmony, enter into sincere meditation.

Even more intense golden lightning surged around her, the powerful current and voltage causing the air to crackle and pop, and tree-like lightning appeared and disappeared intermittently.

The lightning was controlled and compressed by the electromagnetic field, slowly concentrating on the blade of the katana, causing its power to increase exponentially.

"Roar!"

The butcher on the dead end got up first, roaring angrily at the sky.

Two thick energy arms swung wildly behind him, whipping up a whistling sound in the air.

Ambi, who was watching from the sidelines, was startled by the commotion. His pupils contracted, and he instinctively tightened his grip on the hilt of his knife.

Lykan's gaze was serious as he carefully observed how Baal would respond.

Baal remained meditating with his eyes closed, as if he were unaware of anything.

But Lycahn knew that Lord Bomb was prepared.

Without dodging or avoiding, are they going to fight the Butcher of the Dead End head-on?

The four-armed Dead End Butcher charged toward Baal, each stomp causing the ground to tremble and small pebbles to bounce and dance on the ground.

Four ferocious hands slammed down on Baal at the same time. Baal's body, which was less than half a meter tall, was not even as big as the palm of a Dead Road Butcher.

"Your fate is sealed; you will bloom into death."

A cold, clear voice rang out, seemingly announcing fate.

Baal opened his purple eyes, his gaze as majestic and cold as thunder.

"This moment, the time of death!"

Visual inspection! Breathing in and out! Straight cut through the carp's mouth!

Pay up! Cut it off!

The most standard Iaijutsu sword strike is executed; this is the pinnacle of skill!

Golden lightning shot into the sky, and even the hollow barrier could not block its majesty.

The knife slashed from his waist, carrying boundless thunder, as if all life would be annihilated by this single strike.

Nicole, Anby, Lycahn... everyone's eyes were filled with the dazzling golden light, and their breaths stopped.

They seemed to see a desolate hell, with nothing but deathly silence.

Naturally, everyone's attention was drawn to the most dazzling purple figure.

Majestic, pure, and flawless!

The world seemed to fall silent; all noise vanished at that moment.

All that could be heard was the sound of a knife cutting into flesh, a sound more beautiful than the ringing of pearls.

The skin and flesh were cut, the tendons and bones were broken, and the etheric energy was evaporated by the lightning before it could dissipate.

The Butcher of the Dead End, having entered his [Food Form], didn't even have time to display his fury before the world. He was cleaved in two with a single stroke, his horrifying yet perfectly clean body crashing to the ground, raising clouds of dust!

Cut in two.

The ravine began with the purple deity, and the Butcher of the Dead End could not let it stop for even a moment, stretching forward for a thousand meters.

"..."

Looking at the two halves of the Dead Road Butcher lying on the ground, the deep ravine a kilometer long, and the little purple Bangbu holding the knife, everyone was speechless for a moment.

Is this really something a human can do?

No, is this really something Bomb can do?