Superman's End Manual

The D-rank skill "Calamity Dice" has been released. The six events drawn from the event database this time are as follows:

Number 1: A minor earthquake occurred within MixC shopping mall;

Number 2: A group of untouchable ghostly Indian dancers will appear in the theater;

Number 3: In 20 seconds, a green train will pass by at full speed on the ceiling of the theater;

Number 4: In 5 seconds, a light drizzle will fall in the theater;

Number 5: Conduct an indiscriminate barrage of bullets into the theater;

Number 6: An elephant immediately appears in the theater.

The dice came to a stop on the ground, and the result of the first roll was "⑤";

Immediately after coming to a standstill, it inexplicably generated an upward kinetic energy, bounced upwards again, and finally barely landed.

The result of the second throw was "③".

[Please choose one of events, ③ or ⑤, within three seconds. If no choice is made, the dice will automatically select one of the events and make it happen in reality.]

The strange thing tilted its head and uttered a number without hesitation.

"three."

[Event #3 has been selected: In 20 seconds, a green train will travel at full speed across the ceiling of the theater.]

"Be careful……"

Haldon remained expressionless, slowly raising his gleaming white bone sword and whispering a warning to the five ninjas around him.

However, nothing happened the next moment.

The blood-red die simply vanished, as if it had never existed.

"A bluff?" he said.

The strange thing said mockingly, "You can take this as me bluffing, but from now on, I'm going to predict your death. In 20 seconds, you will be crushed into tomato sauce by a train."

"Trains appearing in movie theaters? That's utter nonsense."

Haldon responded dismissively, then lowered his head to look at the Calamity Dragon struggling to its feet, while giving orders to the five ninjas beside him.

"Use the ancient bell to shake it out, then report to the sect leader that there are at least three unidentified superhumans in this shopping mall, on the second and fifth floors respectively, and ask him to send people to provide support."

As soon as he finished speaking, the five ninjas leaped into the air and worked together to push the giant bell that was suspended in mid-air.

Ke Yongzhu had just gotten up from the ground when he was hit by the oncoming mad bell and slammed into the shattered screen, shattering his newly healed skull once again.

"Oh, you dare push my baby dragon? Did you ask for my permission?"

The strange thing leaped forward and landed on a red chair, while lowering its right hand and shooting a spider silk towards Ke Yongzhu.

But before the spider silk could touch his figure, it was cleaved in two by the sharp blade light.

With a deafening roar, Ke Yongzhu's body crashed through the already riddled wall and flew out through the crack.

Immediately afterwards, the resounding sound of the Dragon Ancestor's horn echoed from the streets.

As if receiving a command, the five ninjas pushed the giant bell toward the edge of the theater, sat on the bronze bell and fell from the sky with it, covering Ke Yongzhu, who was about to transform into a dragon on the Luo Dehua Commercial Street.

Seeing this, Haldon slowly raised his eyes to look at the magical girl Little Red Riding Hood and the strange thing, and spoke.

"Now... it's just me and you guys."

At this moment, Little Red Riding Hood had created a perfectly sealed snowflake barrier around herself. She had been accumulating snow in preparation for this barrier.

"You don't want me to get close to her? Then so be it."

Haldon stared at Little Red Riding Hood, the magical girl, and said something.

The next instant, his figure vanished into the shadows beneath his feet, transforming into a tiny, weasel-like shadow that darted through the pitch-black movie theater.

In such a dimly lit environment, finding his shadow was even more difficult.

In a flash, Haldon had already darted behind the strange creature, rising from its shadow. With the aim of severing it at the waist, he swung his pale white bone blade at the creature.

But at the same time, as if anticipating this, the strange thing stretched out its hand, clad in an electromagnetic pulse glove, and blocked Haldon's longsword with perfect precision.

A deep blue arc of electricity streaked across the screen, enveloping every corner of the glove. It spread from the fingertips, rubbing against the blade and creating intense sparks that instantly illuminated the dimly lit theater.

"It actually realized what was happening?"

Hardon stared at the scene with surprise in his eyes.

“You know what,” the strange thing said sarcastically, “there was a fool named Ke Xiaomo who used the same methods you used to disgust me. So I can guess what you’re going to do even with my toes... You two are truly from the same school, even the way you draw your swords and the place you slash are exactly the same.”

Even so, our strengths are not on the same level.

As he spoke, Hardon exerted force with both hands, pushing forward with the bone knife despite the numbing sensation from the electromagnetic field. The blade penetrated deep into the metal glove, showing signs of cracking.

The power of a Class C superhuman is not on the same level as that of a Class E superhuman; it's like a dimensional reduction attack.

Knowing it couldn't fight head-on, the strange thing unleashed the first skill of its pulse gauntlet amidst the mournful groans of metal.

Immediately afterwards, the lines on his palm glowed with a dark blue light, followed by a pulse of electromagnetic energy shooting out from it.

At the same time, Little Red Riding Hood waved her wand, and fine snowflakes formed around Haldon's arm, clinging to his palm and dissipating his force.

The pulse shot out directly from the palm, unleashing a torrent of violent kinetic energy onto the pale white bone knife.

The next instant, the blade and the electric arc collided, sparking dazzling flames.

Bang!

Haldon's body was thrown back more than five meters in an instant, his feet carving a dark trench in the ground before he was sent flying backward and landed on the wall behind him.

The electromagnetic pulse glove is, after all, a Class C piece of equipment, and its performance at full power should not be underestimated.

After using the skills of two gloves in succession, and with Little Red Riding Hood's assistance, the monster barely managed to block Haldon's attack. This is the difference between two levels.

"Oh...it seems that what's written in novels is all fake. Challenging opponents of higher levels isn't as easy as I imagined."

The strange thing lowered its gaze, glanced at the cracked pulse glove, and muttered to itself, "So the countdown continues... You have about eight more seconds to live, struggle as much as you want."

“You clown, I also predict... you'll live for another second.”

With that, Haldon pushed off the wall behind him with both feet, using the momentum to propel himself forward. His crimson figure shot towards the strange thing, moving so fast that it was like a blur.

In a mere fraction of a second, he thrust his katana forward, effortlessly piercing the monster's heart. Then, he swiftly twisted the hilt.

The blade, forged from dragon bones, churned inside the strange creature, shredding its chest and heart to pieces, leaving not even a fragment.

Won.

Just as Haldon made this conclusion in his mind, he looked up and his face immediately showed a look of astonishment.

Even with a gaping hole in its chest, the strange creature's lips still maintained a grotesque curve.

Her empty eyes were lowered, scrutinizing him with pity.

"Quiz with prize! Answer one: My heart isn't over there."

"Answer two: I can still live a lively life even without a heart."

While mocking his opponent, the strange creature took out a pirate musket from its baggage, held it in its left hand, swiftly raised the silver muzzle, aimed it at Haldon's head, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

The deafening gunshots subsided, and flames spurted from the muskets.

But Haldon reacted swiftly, crouching down instantly and simultaneously trying to press down on the hilt with both hands, slashing the bone-forged longsword downwards. In this way, he was able to make an incision in the doll's abdomen.

However, his idea did not succeed.

The force applied to the hilt of the knife weakened slightly as fine snow dust covered Haldon's hands at that moment.

Damn it... it's that magical girl.

Haldon's pupils contracted slightly. He then forcefully released the hilt of his knife. His drooping hands and the top of his head grazed the gunpowder, leaving a gruesome gash on his wrist, a burn mark.

Two or three hairs were burned off by the musket fire, and a loud buzzing sound came from his ears, causing him to lose his hearing temporarily.

The next moment, before the strange thing could fire a second shot at him, Haldon exerted force with one hand, slapping its left wrist and using internal energy to knock the pirate musket out of its hand.

Immediately afterwards, Haldon used his other hand to slap away the metal pulse glove that the strange thing was grabbing at him, then drew his knife from its chest, stomped his feet on the ground, and bounced away a great distance.

The pirate musket slipped from the strange object's hand and fell onto the floor of the theater.

"The countdown is still going on. You have five seconds left to live."

As the eerie words fell, the strange thing shot a spider silk towards the ceiling, pushed off the chair beneath its feet, grabbed the spider silk, and swung towards the ceiling.

Then, it lowered its right hand and shot two more spider silks towards the ceiling, using the webs to stick its palms to the ceiling to ensure it wouldn't fall.

But... just as it reached the ceiling, Haldon's upper body emerged from the shadows of the ceiling and slashed its neck from behind with a dagger.

hiss!

With its neck broken, the monster's head fell from the sky, crashing onto the theater floor and bouncing two or three times in the air.

Haldon landed and breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the lifeless head.

"In the end, he's just a clown..."

He muttered to himself, turned to look at the magical girl hiding in the snowflake barrier, pulled the bone knife stuck in the ground, and walked towards her.

"Next... it's your turn."