Over to Nathan, he continued to hide in the building that Charles had left him in. Curiously, he decided to peek out the window to observe his surroundings. Just as he expected, he spotted many soldiers in the area. They seemed preoccupied with locating and lending aid to injured civilians.
Damn...why did Charles leave me in the middle of these guys?
Changing his view, Nathan checked on Charles. He noticed the trio of blessed hunters confronting his 'ally'.
What the hell...those super soldiers look quite different from the others. One wielding a spear, another even taller than Charles, and another that straight up looks like a rotting corpse...Yeah, I think I'll stay here for the time being...
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"Haha! I'm all healed up, so you three will be the perfect warm-up for the fight against the blessed slaughterer!" Charles declared, much to the trio's annoyance. "C'mon, guys! We've reached the final stretch!!!"
"Warm up...us?" Lancer asked as he began to do spear tricks. "You must be crazy. We've taken out numerous blessed criminals like you before, and you won't be any different, so hurry up and die!"
Suddenly, Lancer tossed his spear at Charles. As it cut through the air, the spear came close to Charles's cranium. Charles weaved just in time, but that was when Nailhead rushed him from the side. Immediately, Nailhead delivered a sequence of jabs, forcing Charles on the defensive.
The spear penetrated a building before becoming stuck in the wall of another.
With every punch Nailhead delivered, gusts of winds and loud bangs resulted.
"Haha! Your punches pack a lot of power to them!" Charles commended as he continued to block. "Out of all the super soldiers I've faced in this war, you're the strongest physically!"
"SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!" Nailhead exclaimed as he quickly lost his temper. Seeing an opening, Charles decided to counter with a straight punch to Nailhead's jaw, but it was unsuccessful as Nailhead grabbed his arm before his fist connected.
"You dumbass!" Nailhead insulted as he used his other arm to palm Charles's face. With a good grip on him, Nailhead lifted Charles before slamming him into the ground.
Immediately tagging in, Lancer quickly grabbed his spear from the building and attempted to stab Charles in the face while he lay on the ground. Although it connected, the spear was unable to impale Charles.
Tsk! Why is this bastard so tough!?
Lancer tried harder to impale Charles's face, but Charles suddenly grabbed the staff of the spear. Much to Lancer's annoyance, he could not continue piercing Charles's face.
"Tsk! This bastard's strength is ridiculous!" Lancer yelled.
"Can't you do any better than that!" Nailhead angrily asked as he tried to stomp Charles in the stomach. Showing off his tenacity and battle prowess, Charles bent his right foot, causing Nailhead to stomp his shin and create wind gusts.
"What--" Before the super soldiers could follow up, Charles threw the spear, resulting in Lancer (who still held it) slamming into Nailhead. Nailhead and Lancer crashed into a nearby multi-story building.
"Haha! Lovely!" Charles excitedly commended as he kickflipped to get himself back up. A stream of blood fell down the right side of his face due to being stabbed by Lancer, but the wound wasn't much more than superficial.
"You guys call yourselves blessed hunters?" Zombie asked as he rushed forth and engaged Charles in close-quarters combat. They stalemated for the first couple of blows as they avoided each other, but Zombie was the first to deliver a blow.
Charles attempted to deliver a strike to Zombie's side, but he expertly deflected and then countered with a right horizontal jab to Charles's face, bruising it somewhat.
Wow! This guy's strong too...nearly as strong as the big guy!
Zombie then followed up with a hard strike to Charles's liver, which caused him to flinch.
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Nailhead and Lancer had crashed into the building. While lying on the ground, they noticed the eyes of frightened civilians trying to hide.
"Get the hell off of me!" Nailhead ordered as Lancer laid on him, with his foot resting on Nailhead's face. Obliging, Lancer removed himself and stood up.
"Damn...when the blessed slaughterer fought him, he was just slightly better than the usual blessed criminal," Lancer stated. "How much stronger did that bastard get?"
"GET THE HELL OUT, NOW!!!" Nailhead yelled at the civilians. In fear, the civilians listened and ran out.
"What the hell are you doing!?" Lancer asked with a confused expression.
"Shut the hell up and go back to fighting!" Nailhead yelled.
* * *
Charles and Zombie continued their 1v1.
"Good job on keeping up this much even though I'm using my adrenaline at maximum!" Charles commended.
"Do you criminals love talking so much?" Zombie asked.
Seeing an opening in Zombie, Charles immediately delivered a right hook to his face. It was so powerful that it literally twisted Zombie's face 180 degrees.
"Oh...that doesn't look good," Charles said dejectedly. "Well...I guess that's one do--"
CRACK! POP!
With bone-cracking sounds, Zombie twisted his head back in place, shocking Charles. Seeing Charles's bewilderment, Zombie smirked.
"What, something wrong?" Zombie mocked. "Why did you think I got the codename Zombie?"
"W-Wow!" Charles responded with renewed excitement.
'HAHAHA! YOU BETTER WATCH OUT, ZOMBIE!" Nailhead suddenly yelled, garnering their attention. Much to their surprise, Nailhead lifted the multi-story building he was tossed into. The foundation was being uprooted from its bearings.
"So, that's why you ordered the civilians out..." Lancer muttered.
Nailhead managed to remove a significant portion of the building, and without hesitation, he tossed that same chunk at Charles. The battle-crazed killer moved away, causing the chunk to hurl into another building, destroying it in the process.
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"What the hell..." Nathan uttered as he was spectating. He began to sweat from a slight onset of fear over him. "These guys are...chucking buildings now? Sigh...give me strength, Lilith..."
* * *
"This is why we aren't allowed to go out with regular people..." Zombie muttered as he saw the property destruction. Wasting no time, Lancer rushed Charles and unleashed a flurry of spear thrusts. After taking a few, Charles moved away.
Wow, that guy is so very fast, huh...if I used blood doping maximum, I could consistently react to his speed, but that would reduce my durability. Oh, I love having to try in fights!
Having enough of Charles, the trio decided to attack him simultaneously.
"YES! GOOD!" Charles happily exclaimed.
Jabs, hooks, uppercuts, roundhouse kicks, spinning kicks, side kicks, and even the use of the spear; they took all the moves they had and used them on Charles, which granted them the upper hand quickly. Charles was unable to keep up with the three of them, although he used the maximum output of his adrenaline doping.
Ah...this is what I adore. A fight where the enemy is using everything to devour me. It's the greatest...
"Time to go for the kill!" Nailhead declared as both he and Zombie took knives from holders on their legs. Seeing this momentary opening, Charles immediately grabbed Lancer.
"Let me--" Before Lancer could finish, Charles tossed him into Zombie, knocking them away and surprising Nailhead.
"You can still fight!?" Nailhead asked.
"I told you! This is a good warm-up for the blessed slaughterer!" Charles reminded him before delivering a full-strength uppercut to Nailhead's chin.
"UGH!" Nailhead yelled before being sent numerous meters in the air. Charles wasn't finished, as he did a mighty leap, catching up to him in the air.
"Good warm-up, boys!" Charles said before spiking Nailhead right into another large building, severely damaging it upon impact.
"AAAHHHHH!!!" Civilians screamed as Nailhead crashed into their hiding place. Some were also unfortunately killed by debris as the building was falling in on itself.
"Freaking hell...this bastard is a monster," Lancer stated. "I'm starting to think we need the blessed slaughterer for this--"
"No, we are enough." Zombie corrected. "We are some of the strongest, and the battle-crazed killer has no way of killing me, the second strongest super soldier."
"But..."
"We just have to wear him down--"
"Seems you guys are having trouble with Charles." A voice interjected, grasping everyone's attention, especially Charles, who heard the voice behind him.
That voice...!!!
His suspicions about who the voice belonged to were correct, as the blessed slaughterer was behind him, clenching his strangely glowing metallic fist. Reflexively, Charles defended in advance, and the blessed slaughterer struck.
BOOM!!!
Upon impact, the blessed slaughterer's punch released a massive explosion, which tore through the area, ravaging property nearby and even sending Charles across the city block.
"Sigh, our savior's here, huh?" Zombie stated with sarcasm dripping from his words.
"I'll take care of this one." The blessed slaughterer advised. "Focus your efforts on finding and eliminating the other criminals."
"What...?"
Simultaneously, as they were talking, Charles approached the blessed slaughterer after being knocked away. His arms got scorched from the explosion, but his battle-crazed smile was brighter than ever.
"FINALLY! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR SO LONG!!!" Charles exclaimed.
"You lost the first time we fought, yet you dare show your face again?" The blessed slaughterer asked.
"Haha! Our battle never finished. You didn't kill me, so I never lost!" Charles corrected.
"I see, well in a way, you're right." The blessed slaughterer said as he went in his battle stance. "I'll make sure to finish this battle...so there will be a clear winner and loser."