Chapter 295

Chapter 295: The End of a Mighty Bow

Lin Qingliu’s guess was not wrong. As the pillar force responsible for handling the majority of emergencies in Hope City, every action of the superhero team was meticulously recorded.

When Wang Xiao and Ink Drench teamed up to kill that Fourth Level Extraordinary Beast, he completely emerged from the list of low-level talents.

In a database accessible only to a select few, his importance had become vastly different from before.

In human research, the divide between the Third Level and Fourth Level marked the line between strength and weakness.

Before reaching this level, even the Avian Creatures flying in the sky would hardly cause much panic.

But Fourth Level Extraordinary Beasts were different; they seemed to have surpassed the realm of reasonable anomalies, truly embodying the title of "extraordinary beasts," which carried a simple yet profound sense of awe.

Whether it was the Giant Snake that once appeared at the edge of the plains or the recently deceased alligator, their characteristics had drawn special attention from Hope City.

Unbeknownst to Wang Xiao, he thought he was no different from others, simply there to beat up the extraordinary beasts.

Thus, the strength in his iron fist held no pretense.

With the heavy blow of the “Punch to the Boss,” Lin Qingliu did not feel much impact.

After all, with Wang Xiao’s current size and strength, he was more adept at utilizing his recovery abilities in battles that balanced out with his opponents.

But right after came the feeling of life force being drained away.

To avoid revealing his identity, Lin Qingliu chose not to restrain his life force.

As Wang Xiao’s heavy punch fell, his Biological Armor seemed to burst like a bubble, and life force began to surge towards Wang Xiao’s body.

Are you really enjoying this?

Lin Qingliu felt a moment of amusement but decided to continue this performance.

As the writer and main actor, he had waited for the opportunity he wanted.

As a rare moment for him, the hidden mastermind, to step into the spotlight, he had designed three main segments for himself.

The sudden appearance was the first act, the heated battle was the second act, and the perfect exit was the final curtain call.

Seeing the human reinforcements landing behind him, Lin Qingliu felt the timing was right and tossed Wang Xiao away with a flick of his head.

Then, he flapped his wings and soared into the sky, unsure whether to flee or to launch a charged attack once more.

A translucent boundary appeared above the extraordinary beast, blocking its path, but unexpectedly collided with a thick fog that was not actually there.

Moments later, the extraordinary beast emerged beneath the rain-drenched dark clouds; in the flash of lightning, it appeared as a black sun that absorbed all light.

The roar combined with thunder seemed to tear open a hole in the sky.

In the next instant, several superpowered individuals with insufficient abilities immediately collapsed to the ground.

They bore no visible injuries; their sleep state was solely due to Lin Qingliu’s abilities, forcefully initiating a beautiful dream for them.

But the other superpowered individuals were unaware of this and a few chose to assist their teammates in checking for signs of breathing, while others showed expressions of disgust and hatred.

The griffin circled above, then transformed into a penetrating bullet diving downwards for another charge.

Yet this time, the “Blood Puppet” on the ground did not evade; it pushed off the ground with great force and soared up to collide with it.

Lin Qingliu’s scaled Biological Armor shell was spinning rapidly as he observed this unfamiliar superpowered individual through the gaps.

This guy was indeed strong, so strong that if Lin Qingliu did not know the composition of the first team, he would surely categorize him among them.

Meanwhile, at this moment, the “Blood Puppet,” or rather the blood that shared a connection with his mind yet had its own thoughts, was also observing the unseen extraordinary beast above.

It seemed to want to penetrate that humanoid body and touch its true essence.

In that moment, Lin Qingliu and the ruby-clear blood exchanged glances through a thick barrier.

But that gaze lasted only for an instant, as the crash sounds and shockwaves, spreading outward, quickly separated Lin Qingliu and the opposite “Blood Puppet,” and both began a real aerial battle.

This fight was clearly unfair, as more and more superpowered individuals joined the fray. Those who could still fly started acting as the “Blood Puppet’s” wingmen, while those unable to ascend targeted the griffin above like anti-aircraft gunners.

Various types of attacks mixed in with the rain began to repeatedly hit the griffin.

And this extraordinary beast seemed to have finally ended its rampant state of attacking anyone in sight, gradually exhibiting signs of exhaustion.

Soon, a superpowered individual noticed the griffin’s strange behavior and joyfully announced his discovery, only to receive a broadside attack from the sky in return.

Despite the protective efforts of other superpowered individuals, several feathers still embedded into him.

This was unavoidable. Even though Lin Qingliu intentionally held back, for a Fifth Level extraordinary beast to achieve victory without any casualties was clearly unreasonable.

To make this scene more realistically portrayed, he needed to intentionally create some injuries.

But without malice, how should he select them?

The answer was to be cheeky.

If everyone else is silent and you’re the only one speaking, who else would they hit? This fit perfectly with the behavior logic of extraordinary beasts.

In the blink of an eye, a superpowered individual suffered several penetrating wounds.

He fell backward, swiftly assisted by another capable superpowered individual towards the spire behind them.

Previously, deaths often resulted from the inability to receive timely treatment, but now, the central spire, representing the culmination of human wisdom, stood right behind them. If someone were to die from serious injuries now, that would indeed be too embarrassing.

Seeing their companion in such a state, the other superpowered individuals, though their voices lowered significantly, unleashed even more ferocious attacks.

Prompted by the recent victim’s reminder, they recognized that the situation might indeed be real.

Many faces revealed a mixture of fear and excitement.

On one hand, they worried about becoming the next unfortunate souls, but on the other, they wished to leave their names in the record of defeating a Fifth Level extraordinary beast.

More and more attacks struck the griffin in the sky; its long beak lost its sharpness, its feathers became dull, and that once thunderous Roar, which had resounded every few seconds, gradually turned weak and weary.

Undeniably, it was the “Blood Puppet,” bearing the brunt of the majority of the attacks on the front lines, along with the strongest wingmen from the first team, who felt this change the most.