Is it him?
The green-haired boy raised his head and saw the man beneath the moon. The latter wasn't murderous, nor aggressive, and didn't say a word. Yet no one dared treat him like a puppet.
'So handsome. I wish I could be like him… but no, I don't want to be attacked by the organization.'
Since joining the Fire Moth, Kosma had participated in several battles. He took a light breath, his fingers trembling slightly as he resisted the urge to mimic the other man's posture. He nodded lightly.
"Yeah."
Not just him—none of the hundreds of people present dared take it lightly. Ryan remained still, and no one dared to move. The sound of the tide grew louder, and the atmosphere slowly became tense.
This guy is really useless. He's the commander here, yet he doesn't dare make a move.
Anna rolled her eyes at Coleman, feeling that continuing the stalemate wasn't a solution. The orders on her communicator kept coming, so she stepped forward, her leather boots clicking on the ground.
"Dr. Ryan, please disarm and don't make this difficult for us."
Her voice was crisp, immediately catching Ryan's attention. He glanced at them indifferently, narrowing his eyes slightly. It was the twins. He hadn't expected them to be tasked with this. He had read the intelligence from Mobius—Anna and Isa were two people he needed to keep an eye on. But at this moment, he didn't care who they were. Not even Kosma, the last hero.
"Reason?"
"You killed a lot of people."
"Shouldn't they have been killed?"
The bluntness of Ryan's question stunned her for a moment, but she quickly shook her head. "It's not our task to judge their crimes, and it's certainly not your responsibility."
Ryan gave a small nod. "Well said. Then what happens if I disarm?"
"According to the special treatment order for fusion warriors, Article 3, Section 52, you'll be temporarily placed in the deepest holding area and released once it's confirmed you're no longer a threat."
This was the standard procedure—reasonable and logical. Ryan even saw the hint of pleading in Coleman's eyes.
This was a temporary escape from the sharp edge. They could complete the reform with the cleverest means, pretend to be victims, and gain the support of most fusion warriors in their struggle against the parliament. Just like the three in front of him—none of them were bloodthirsty enough to fully believe in the whole situation.
A plan automatically formed in Ryan's mind. He raised his head to the bright moon above, and when he lowered it again, his expression was firm.
"Too much trouble. I'm tired of playing games with these insects. As for this proposal—"
He raised his hand, took off his glasses, pinched them gently, and crushed them into powder that vanished with the wind. He then ran his hand through his dark hair, the bangs neatly falling back behind his head. The man no longer appeared gentle or elegant. A new aura of arrogance surrounded him—a disdain for everything.
"I refuse."
Boom!
Thunder exploded, and the sky was instantly lit up by lightning. Gloomy clouds appeared, blocking the bright moon.
Everyone's eyes widened. Although they didn't understand what was happening, the looming presence of death made them instinctively react.
Woo woo woo...
A fusion warrior's fingers trembled as the machine gun began to spin, spraying a field of red bullets.
Da da da...
Honkai energy shells rained down like a storm. No one had heard the order, but someone had acted. Under the pressure, no one knew what to do, so they followed their instincts and vented all their fear.
Bullets filled the air, and the night sky was torn apart by hundreds of missile trails. Ryan glanced at the chaos and felt his blood boil. The irony wasn't lost on him.
So far, the Fire Moth's strongest forces had to be used on him, so—
"Just rely on your ability to not die!"
Storm and thunder!
Dozens of lightning bolts flashed through the air, strong winds disintegrating the warehouse ahead. The light beams vanished, and the missiles, now uncontrolled, spiraled back as the wind blew them off course.
Boom boom boom!
A series of fireballs erupted simultaneously, mingling with crystal-clear energy shields, as the shout rang out from Coleman and others that something was wrong.
The hurricane-like lightning disabled various detectors, causing them to temporarily lose track of Ryan's position.
"Quick, switch to optical search."
"No, he's coming!"
Ryan tiptoed lightly, and the strong wind swept across the area like a field. The arc of electricity flashed.
Purple lightning flashed.
Boom!!
The building behind Ryan was struck by a meteor hammer. The force was so intense that the entire structure was reduced to rubble, leaving a deep crater in its place. From the dust emerged the girl with red eyes, her pupils contracting in the wake of the impact.
So fast.
The sudden attack left no trace, just a loud bang in the distance. A ten-meter-high heavy mecha shield was pierced, and as the pieces flew off, the mecha was split in half at the waist.
The residual electricity surged, and Ryan emerged from the arc, his eyes scanning rapidly.
All the people present were fusion warriors, their reactions far faster than normal humans. Guns—both long and short—aimed at him, but just as the barrage came into play, the divination halberd swung upward, piercing the heavy mecha. The entire scene felt like a dance.
Bang bang bang bang...
Various projectiles hammered against the alloy, creating dazzling sparks, and iron shrapnel flew everywhere. The death windmill spun rapidly, flattening everything in its path.
Everything was destroyed!
Several unlucky soldiers vomited blood and were sent flying. The heavy exoskeletons were crushed, and more soldiers quickly evaded, jumping into the air. They saw the "giant sword" expand, shatter, and then become wrapped in a storm of electricity.
Ryan paused for a moment, surveying the enemies in the port area. He snapped his fingers crisply.
Electromagnetic scattering.
Without aiming, dozens of projectiles—large and small—were accelerated to supersonic speeds and fired in all directions.
Each shot was an electromagnetic railgun. The reinforced concrete shattered like tofu, and even with the double protection of the honkai energy shield and the heavy exoskeleton, the soldiers were sent flying like paper.
They crashed into the ground, spitting blood and unable to get up.
An iron rain fell under the night sky. Houses were flattened, and the sea surged in violent columns of water, swept into the air by the powerful wind.
"Not bad. No wonder ordinary fusion warriors can participate in the Herrscher crusade. At least they can make the Herrscher burn some energy."
Ryan remained expressionless, holding the halberd in one hand and sweeping it backward.
Ding!!
The chainsaw collided with the halberd, the violent force sending Ryan several meters away. He frowned, already knowing who it was.
CM008, codenamed 'Twins', fused with the super-mutation factor of the judgment-level Honkai beast Asibo. Because of the half-dose, it mutated, manifesting as bioelectric stimulation, generating super explosive force.
Strange power!
Ding-bang!!
The chainsaw swung toward him, the roar from its acceleration piercing his ears. The force made Ryan's knees bend slightly, and the cement beneath him cracked into dust.
Ryan stared at the purple pupils before him, the halberd pointed at the ground. He unloaded the power, and his entire body became enveloped in a thick ice ball.
The twins' second trait was their seamless cooperation.
Boom!!
A meteor hammer swept across, striking the ice, shattering a layer far stronger than steel. Anna seized the opportunity, her chainsaw glowing with an overloaded red light as the sound of cutting erupted.
Overload mode. A powerful critical hit.
The cutting ability of the soul-steel weapon increased several times, slicing through the remaining ice and Ryan himself in the center, leaving the astonishment on his face barely visible.
This is the victory? No way!
Before they could even feel the joy of their success, the ice in front of them shattered, and the twins looked up at Ryan, who was now standing above them in the dark sky.
"It's not good to be dragged around by you and besieged by fusion warriors, so—"
Ryan pressed his palm down, causing the rolling sea water to surge upward. As the water fell, it turned into ice, forming a deadly "rain."
"Eat it bite by bite."
Rain of Ice.
Thousands of ice cones fell, blanketing the port area. The incoming bullets destroyed some of the ice mid-air, but the fragments continued to fall, condensing rapidly as they hit the ground.
Fusion warriors attacked frantically, some dodging, others pierced by the ice cones. But no matter what they did, as long as they remained within the coverage area, the ice fragments expanded rapidly, eventually encasing their bodies.
From a single point to an entire body, movement slowed, and they were unable to escape.
"Damn it!"
Isa watched the ice mist swirl through the air, her meteor hammer ready. Like natural selection, the weaker fusion warriors were eliminated first, and it became harder to pinpoint Ryan's location. They had no choice but to attack aimlessly.
But Isa didn't throw the hammer; her sister pulled her back, urging a retreat.
Woo—
A wave taller than ten meters surged from the sea, crashing against the shore. The waves were harmless, but the ice melted by the rain had a much more dangerous effect.
Crash.
The waves hit the dock, and as she expected, the submerged areas froze instantly. The tsunami spread quickly, but fusion warriors had a chance to avoid it.
However, after being drenched by the ice rain, from ordinary fusion warriors to heavy mechas, a layer of ice rapidly formed on their bodies. Their muscles stiffened, and they couldn't move.
Can't avoid it.
It's over.
I fused with a mutated fire-type collapse beast, how could I be frozen?
Whether it was fear or confusion, as they were swallowed by the waves, their minds froze along with them. The survivors, who barely escaped, looked back to see nothing but a natural disaster.
The entire port area had turned ice-blue, surrounded by thick white fog. Ice sculptures and ruins lay scattered, looking almost lifelike, with a cigar-shaped submarine frozen in the center like a work of art.
They all looked up at the sky and swallowed hard. This wasn't just extreme danger.
Rather than a fusion warrior, he seemed more like a Herrscher. No, as the Ryan arc spread through the air, sucking up the dense ice particles, it felt like hundreds of swords were pointing at them.
Kosma's eyes were filled with both fear and awe, reflecting the wind, thunder, and frost on the earth. Putting aside the destructive power, when these elements combined into one— "Is this... the so-called power of God?"