I am a hero of the former civilization.

"Retreat is no longer an option; we must find a way to kill him outright."

The starting points were different, but the results were surprisingly the same. The Herrscher raised her palm, and a spiral of air formed the Spear of the Sky. Ryan pointed the tip of his sword forward and stood on tiptoe.

boom! !

The shockwaves exploded, using different powers, but all at speeds exceeding the limits of human vision; they were not simply colliding mindlessly.

The Herrscher of Wind was very agile, and Ryan's sudden stops and changes of direction were also his specialty. Only two trails, one blue and one purple, darted around the city and then went on a rampage, destroying everything around them.

The building was uprooted and shattered by lightning; the ground was split open, cars were overturned, and metal and bricks were no different from pieces of paper.

Intersecting, slashing, climbing, diving.

One after another, the air rings lingered in the air, from the sky to the ground, from the ground back to the sky, and then from the residential area to the factory.

You're like a mudfish, aren't you?

Ryan gritted his teeth, unleashing his energy without reservation. He severed the chimney with a single sword strike, then used magnetism to pull it into his palm. He sprinted forward, charging towards the Herrscher like a battering ram.

Hua Hua Hua...

The red bricks turned to dust. Ryan turned to the side and watched as an invisible blade swept past his body, leaving a trench several meters deep in the ground that stretched into the distance.

suck.

With a clench of his left hand, he pulled a block of iron weighing several tons towards him, then planted his front foot in the ground and swept his leg back.

Electromagnetic scattering.

Woo, woo.

The sound of air being torn apart echoed in their ears as these steel projectiles shot out of the barrel at several times the speed of sound, only to be bounced into the air by an invisible wall.

The defense is strong while the offense is weak; it all comes down to whether the spear or the shield will prevail!

Ryan had already calculated all the conditions, and he refused to believe that he would lose by playing to his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses.

If we apply Honkai energy to speed, we can go even faster.

The electromagnetic track extended forward, propelling my body forward. I instantly felt like I had crashed into a wall; the pressure made my breath catch and my bones crack.

After a moment's hesitation, he rushed in, stomping his feet hard on the ground. The immense force of gravity caused ripples to spread across the earth, and the concrete surface slammed outwards like a tsunami.

Ryan clenched his teeth even tighter, because the recoil from using most of the Honkai energy for offense almost made him spit out blood, which he forced down.

Empty University.

Ryan was getting used to it. This Wind Herrscher wasn't as fast as him, but she was quite agile, like a fish in water.

Ten minutes to go.

The longsword shone even brighter, like a roaring lightning bolt, and with a flick of the wrist, it shot out.

The dust that was kicked up was instantly pierced through, and the Herrscher of Wind, who was retreating backward, suddenly sank down, dodging the lightning just as it pierced through the dust.

The wind is her water, as well as her eyes and hands, and its detection range is very large. She sensed it the moment Ryan threw out the Crimson Sky.

'Next is the straight-line sprint.' The Herrscher narrowed her eyes, already 'seeing' Ryan turn around and assume a sprinting stance.

The air wall slows down, then moves laterally to the right.

The next step had already automatically appeared in my mind, based on the experience of the vessel, but at that moment, lightning surged in the sky.

The straight sword had just grazed the top of her head when Ryan clenched his fist. Just now, he had activated the self-destruct program in the prototype.

Crimson Sky is essentially a nanorobot with built-in programs, a scientific weapon. When it explodes into fragments, Ryan controls the Honkai energy on it.

Remote control —

Thunderstorm of shattered iron!

Like a remotely controlled electromagnetic cannon, shrapnel was scattered in all directions. This was soul steel, strong enough to withstand the terrifying acceleration, and even the smallest fragments were as sharp as steel needles.

However, because there was no 'cannon barrel', the fragments of Crimson Sky were scattering haphazardly, which was exactly the effect Ryan wanted.

Suddenly, secretly, covered up!

Boo hoo hoo...

The ground was instantly filled with dust and smoke. As Ryan's strongest ranged attack, coupled with precious soul steel, its penetrating power was naturally astonishing. The Herrscher of Wind reacted extremely quickly, and while the dust exploded, it also gathered an invisible wall.

The fragments were slowing down, getting slower and slower, until they finally stopped less than an inch from her palm. But she didn't relax. From calmly dodging to desperately defending, she had stopped.

Can't hide!

The ground trembled slightly. When she turned around, she saw a tiger, its body still crackling with electricity, roaring as it pounced on her. In an instant, she was unable to gather the storm and could only sweep it away with her cane.

Holding hands.

Ryan leaned forward, lifted the short staff, felt the air pressure expand, continued to lunge forward, and unleashed his right hand hidden under his ribs.

A sudden burst of power. A landslide.

The Honkai energy had a crushing effect; the hastily assembled pressure bombs were annihilated before they could even explode.

Faster, faster.

When Ryan saw the Herrscher floating backward, he sprang up, turned around on the spot, and his long legs whipped around.

Burst forth! Thunderous roar!

boom! !

The kick slammed solidly into the air shield, and with the dust kicked up, the Herrscher vanished instantly, leaving only the distant factory building collapsing with a loud 'boom'.

The Herrscher of Wind's hand was twisted, and she staggered to her feet. According to the game, that whip kick had completely depleted her resilience bar, and she had no time to recover before the tiger was already in front of her.

No nonsense, no pauses, no end!

She paused for a moment, a blank expression on her face, as if waking from a dream.

"Dr. Ryan, what's wrong with me...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a hand pierced through his chest, and a pitiful expression appeared on his young face, his mouth just opening.

Fists, whip kicks, elbows, and knees rained down like a storm, turning the old factory site into a deep crater. The trembling ground caused dilapidated buildings within several kilometers to collapse.

Until a cyan core was firmly grasped, the tiger-like man revealed his menacing white teeth.

"For Lieutenant Rose's sake, I'll spare your body!"

Chapter 146 The Lawbringer, in My Hands!

The ground was blasted into a deep crater. Ryan kept his word; he said he would leave a complete corpse, and he did.

However, the girl's petite body had been flattened, her eyes were wide open, and blood was flowing from the corners of her eyes, as if she was shocked by the man's ruthlessness.

"Do you think I only kill women, or only people I know?"

Ryan spat. Showing mercy to a beautiful woman? Not at all. Or rather, the fact that the Herrscher was wearing Lieutenant Rose's face and had that expression only fueled his murderous intent.

He glanced down at the corpse, but felt no joy at the victory.

Firstly, the victory was hard-won; he had to use both his intelligence and strength to the fullest to find an opportunity to win. Secondly, killing someone he knew was never a pleasant experience, even though he knew Lieutenant Rose had long been replaced.

“Lieutenant.” Ryan froze for a moment, then bent down and wiped his wide-eyed eyes. “Rest in peace.”

He still remembered their first few meetings. Lieutenant Rose was a staunch fighter whose excellent skills caused him a lot of trouble. She had even carried his luggage for him at the Far East branch.

We wouldn't call ourselves friends, but we knew each other well.

"Why was it you who was chosen by the Honkai?"

Ryan took several steps back and sat on the broken wall, panting. Looking at the corpse in the pit, he thought of Himiko for a moment, but it was pointless. He couldn't eliminate her because she had a chance of becoming the Seventh Herrscher. The future had already changed, and he could only wait and see.

Even if she becomes a Herrscher again, it's just another one, and she still won't hesitate for a second.

The strength is far from enough.

He opened his palm and glanced at the gem-like core. As Ryan had expected, he didn't see anything strange this time. He felt a little regretful, but also a little relieved.

The Herrscher of Ice will arrive in five minutes.

The clock in his mind kept ticking forward. There was simply not enough time to recover his energy or wait for reinforcements to arrive. Facing another Herrscher with his broken body would be tantamount to suicide.

"No wonder you weren't panicking; you thought I was doomed. What a pity..."

Ryan looked up at the sky. The dark clouds had dispersed, and the sunset painted the sky with vibrant colors. A gentle breeze blew by, causing the stubborn weeds to shake their heads. He closed his eyes and used his authority to manipulate the energy.

He was lifted up and slowly flew into the air. Ryan had a strange feeling, as if he had become a fish and was living freely in the water.

"I've already figured out how to escape."

He opened his eyes, a hint of pride in them. Only after experiencing it firsthand did he realize how unique the power of the Wind Herald truly was.

All Herrschers can fly, but they are still within the realm of physics. Flight requires energy, even for Ryan's magnetic levitation. However, the Herrscher of Wind is different.

"Creating an ideal fluid is like an eagle flapping its wings, gliding a great distance with a single burst of power."

Ryan roughly understood, and he was far more advanced than birds, because under the influence of the power, there was no resistance in the air, and he used only a little energy to go from the ground to the sky.

Latin Castle is now in ruins, with collapsed houses and uprooted trees everywhere. From the sky, it looks like a garbage dump. A white line appears in the distance, and hail falls wherever it passes.

The Lawrence of Ice.

Ryan vaguely saw the gentlemanly figure. The other person also saw him and then accelerated continuously, as if to avenge their kind.

"So aggressive? Fine, I'll give you a chance."

Snapped.

He snapped his fingers, and the compressed air exploded, as if someone had given him a hard push from behind. Then he contained the energy and glided away.

The speed wasn't fast, but it consumed almost no energy. Ryan felt like he was ice skating, and the ice beneath his feet had no friction or resistance. With just a push of air pressure, who knows how far he could fly.

"Aren't you going to follow?" He turned around, only to see the figure stop. Although it was expected, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

The Herrscher of Ice seemed able to catch up with him, but Ryan kept accelerating, keeping everyone on the edge of their seats. The reason he stopped was quite simple.

The power of the wind...

The gentlemanly man hovered in the air, watching the black dot disappear into the distance. Fortunately, the Herrscher had no emotions, otherwise he would have been speechless with astonishment.

The moment one of their kind dies, power falls into the hands of another, and the target is immediately used in the battle.

That's terrifying; no wonder his value exceeds that of tens of millions of people in Britain.