Sigh, one with Charles-like strength, another with a spear and extreme speed...and I don't even know what the third guy does. To think that super soldiers would be this annoying...

In a burst of speed, Nailhead charged towards Jack. Narrowly avoiding a jab thrown by him, Jack continued to move.

I can't afford to get hit by that guy anymore.

Suddenly, Jack was intercepted by Lancer, who swung his spear in an attempt to slash his face. Jack barely weaved but as if anticipating that, Lancer spun his weapon around quickly, smacking Jack's face with the blunt end of the spear and knocking him several feet away.

After rolling on the ground for a few moments, Jack regained his composure and continued the only thing he could do at this point, running. He had sustained a large bruise on his right cheek from Lancer's attack.

Well shite...I'm at a disadvantage here...

From the sheaths on his belt, Zombie pulled out two tactical knives. The blades were slightly curved and were grey. Supporting his comrades, he charged at Jack.

Much to Jack's surprise, Zombie was quickly catching up to him.

What? He's basically as fast as the guy with the spear?

Stopping Jack in his tracks, Zombie began swinging the bladed weapons at high speeds, aiming for his face and upper body mostly. Although Jack was weaving them, he had a hard time keeping up with Zombie's speed, especially with how injured he currently was.

Blood started surfacing as cuts appeared on Jack's face and chest. Zombie was successfully cutting Jack. Not deep, but he was still being slashed.

Dammit, haha...I need my arms for this!

Suddenly, Jack felt a sharp pain in his back.

"UGH!" Jack uttered in pain. While he was focused on avoiding Zombie, Lancer approached from behind and struck Jack in his upper back with his spear. Lancer then followed by slashing him across the back of his right knee.

"UGH! RRRAAAHHH!!!!"

With a shout, Jack pulled off an extremely quick spin kick to Lancer's head, however, he reacted and blocked with his spear in time. Jack followed up with a high kick, which was just as fast, to Zombie, who also blocked in time. They were both knocked away by Jack's kicks, however.

Ugh...I'm getting too injured...Even if I use 'that', I can't win against these guys with my current strength...I need to kill some more buggers--

After Jack knocked both his comrades away, Nailhead suddenly rushed at Jack and appeared in front of him.

Shit!

Not being able to react in time, Jack received a straight punch directly to his jaw from Nailhead, which created massive gusts of wind. With loud thuds, he violently bounced many times on the ground, as he was sent across multiple city blocks.

"Good job on that follow-up," Lancer said as both he and Zombie approached him. They had sustained no injuries from Jack's kick.

"Let's slaughter him now!" Nailhead ordered.

After taking that attack, Jack lay on the ground, with his stomach facing down. His jaw was heavily bruised and seemed crooked as if it was broken.

Ah...damn. This is quite unfortunate.

"That kick of yours, the speed and power weren't bad." Lancer suddenly said. They had already caught up and approached Jack. "Still, I'm better. You're going to die because we three have been made to be better than you."

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What's he talking about now?

"This big guy here, Nailhead. He's a result of experiencing the most intense strength modifications in one instance...making him ruthless. My slender frame is a result of going through many modifications for my speed, so I use this spear here. If you couldn't keep up with us two, you especially have no chance against the walking corpse that is Zombie." Lancer monologued.

"That's rude," Zombie interjected.

These guys...honestly think I care, don't they?

"That's enough!" Nailhead exclaimed. "I want to keep my promise about ripping this guy limb from limb!"

"Sure, why not," Zombie said as he gave Nailhead one of his knives. With a twisted smile, Nailhead stopped down beside Jack, with Zombie standing on the opposite side.

What are they going to do--

Suddenly, they grabbed Jack's contorted arms.

"Ugh!!!" Jack uttered as he felt intense pain. Suddenly, they both jammed the knives in both of Jack's hands. They stabbed right through his arms, and it stuck into the ground.

"AAAHHHHH!!!!!" Jack yelled in pain.

"Hold down your side!" Nailhead ordered as he kept his hand on the knife that was now through Jack's hand.

"Okay..." Zombie agreed as he rested his foot on the other knife, pushing it down slightly. The palms of Jack's hands were quickly stained with red as blood seeped from the wound.

Suddenly, Nailhead grabbed the back of Jack's head and pulled him up a bit to stare right at him.

"Remember what I promised you!?" Nailhead asked with a sadistic smile.

Huh--

Suddenly, Nailhead began pulling Jack up harder.

Wait...is this bugger...trying to...

"AHHHH!!!" Jack yelled once again as Nailhead was pulling him up strongly, while he and Zombie kept the knives in Jack's hands. Suddenly, stretch marks could be seen in the middle of Jack's arms as his flesh was starting to break apart.

"HAHA!!!" Nailhead laughed as he kept going. Zombie, on the other hand, coldly watched as Jack's arms were tearing. Jack's right hand was being slowly sliced through by the knife.

"AAAHHHHH!!! STOP IT!!!" Jack exclaimed, but it was futile.

No longer withstanding the pressure, his arms gave way as they tore off. Nailhead held Jack high in the air and observed the injuries.

Jack's left arm was completely torn off up to his elbow, with veins and bone exposed. His right arm was also nearly torn off, but barely kept together by veins and exposed tissue. His right hand also had a split in the middle. With a pale expression and a pain-induced trembling, Jack stared at Nailhead as well.

"JACKPOT!" Nailhead ecstatically yelled before tossing Jack into a building wall, creating many cracks on impact.

Lancer proceeded to accurately throw his spear, deeply impaling Jack and the building wall after cutting through the air, from the sheer speed it was thrown at. Jack was left with a deadened expression.

"Years ago you were beaten by a group of super soldiers. Today, the same thing happened...disappointing." Lancer said.

"Hey! Why did you do that!?" Nailhead inquired. "I wanted to rip him limb from limb before killing him!"

"That's enough torture," Lancer said. "Our job is to eliminate these guys, not to put them in immense pain."

In their bickering, Jack slowly began to walk, with the spear passing through the other side of his body.

"Well, it doesn't hurt to have fun ya know!" Nailhead countered.

"He's not wrong," Zombie said. "Nothing wrong with having fun as long as you complete the mission."

Jack had powered through and got the spear out of his body. He immediately fell to the ground in a pool of blood, which the blessed hunters noticed.

Hehe...I got...it out...

"Sigh, this guy put up a fight, even up until the end, huh," Lancer said with an annoyed expression.

"Tch! If it weren't for you throwing your damn spear, I'd have gotten more fun!" Nailhead responded, still clearly annoyed.

"Are you still on that?"

"Well, the other S-Class criminals are probably still alive," Zombie said. "So there's that, at least."

"Tch...whatever."

Suddenly, the other super soldiers approached the blessed hunters.

"There you guys are. Did you kill Jack yet?" A super soldier asked.

"Yeah, he's done for now," Lancer responded. "That's one less S-Class criminal to worry about."

"That's good!" The super soldier happily said. "But...where is Jack, exactly?"

"What are you talking about?" Lancer asked with a look of confusion. "He's right there--"

Much to the blessed hunters' surprise, Jack wasn't anywhere to be seen. Only the large pool of blood he had left.

"What! He ran?" Zombie asked in surprise. "We didn't even notice him move, somehow..."

"H-He escaped?" The super soldier asked with a nervous expression.

"Apparently, but he's severely injured so he likely won't get far." Lancer deduced. "You guys should quickly track him down and finish him."

"A-Are you sure?"

"Yes, he doesn't have the ability to fight someone in his current state. You guys can kill him...that's if he doesn't succumb to his injuries before."

"Okay..." The super soldier agreed before him, and the rest moved off.

"While they are confirming Jack's death, we should go for the rest," Zombie suggested. "We can't sit by all idle."

"Sure...I better have fun next time!" Nailhead loudly said to which Lancer ignored. Lancer proceeded to remove his spear from the building wall.

I wonder what the blessed slaughterer is up to now. Has he found Charles yet?