Superman's End Manual

Her abilities are similar to those of the psychic "Ghost Tree." Both control thorns, but the witch Black Rose is clearly superior in the precision of her manipulation, unlike Ghost Tree, who is only skilled at modifying his own body.

Those thorns, though seemingly large and thick, moved with astonishing speed, slithering forward like pythons, and in the blink of an eye, they had already seized the bodies of the three.

Even Platinum Wings, who believed they had a great advantage in speed and mobility, had to be defeated by an A-class superhuman.

This is a blatant display of superior strength. If someone's average stat is 500, while yours is only 100, then even their weakest attribute is more than enough to surpass your most prized attribute.

White Wing frantically stretched out his wings in mid-air, but the sharp ends of thorns pierced his two pairs of wings, leaving him suspended in mid-air like prey stuck in a spider web.

Amidst the dripping blood, he let out a painful roar. Thorns were enveloping his wings more deeply, like a wild beast from the jungle slowly devouring a pure white dove.

Blue Owl's arms were bound by thorns and stretched to the left and right. He knelt on one knee and slowly raised his eyes to look at the witch Black Rose: "Who exactly are you?"

“A spirit,” Black Rose said, “a spirit longing to meet old friends…”

As soon as she finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed, and she looked up at the night sky.

In that instant, a figure dressed in a long, metallic silver and black trench coat suddenly descended from the sky, wielding a dark gold staff and bringing it down on her head, stirring up a foul, fishy wind.

The witch Black Rose's face darkened, and the thorny throne beneath her suddenly transformed into more than a dozen upward-extending thorn spears, which pierced towards the uninvited guest with unstoppable force.

If the opponent maintains her original attack posture, her body will be pierced through by these dozen or so thorny spears in an instant.

However, in the blink of an eye, the person who descended from the sky stopped the downward momentum of the black staff, and suddenly lifted the golden cudgel, the cold black iron hissing in the air.

The next moment, a crimson-gold flame, as surging as the Yangtze River, burst forth from the five fingers of her right hand, flowing towards the handle and tip of the golden cudgel.

In an instant, the surface of the golden cudgel burst forth with an unprecedented brilliance, and the entire staff trembled violently, buzzing as if a ghost or god had broken free from its cage.

Black Wukong used both hands to twist and spin the golden cudgel at high speed in mid-air, and the entire long staff swept around in the air like a phantom.

Immediately afterwards, the crimson flames attached to the staff roared forward like a tornado carrying fireworks, instantly crushing the dozen or so thorns that came towards them.

Dancing stick flower.

This is a move frequently used by Sun Wukong in Chinese mythology. When Black Wukong uses this move, he imbues his staff with Samadhi Fire, making the flourishes of the staff burn with scorching flames, enough to incinerate all evil spirits.

"Something capable."

The witch Black Rose slightly opened her beautiful eyes, watching this scene with great interest. Then she manipulated the thorns beneath her to transform again, instantly lifting her figure to the ground and creating some distance between herself and Black Wukong.

Black Wukong used her flower-wielding staff to deflect the thorns before landing on the ground. A dark cloud flew in from afar and caught her heels just before she touched the ground.

"Who are you?" the witch asked the uninvited guest, raising her chin with curiosity.

"That's the question I should be asking you."

A cold, neutral voice came from behind Black Wukong's monkey mask, making it impossible to discern any gender characteristics.

Then she raised her golden eyes and glanced out of the corner of her eye at the blue owl trapped on the thorns not far away.

Seeing this, she raised her left arm, and crimson-gold flames suddenly ignited, burning away the thorns that were entangled around the Blue Owl, White Wing, and the nun in just two seconds.

White Wings, riddled with holes from being pierced by thorns, instantly retracted and returned to his shoulder blades. He fell from mid-air in a daze, but the nun used her telekinesis to envelop him and send him into her arms.

"Is he alright?!"

Upon seeing this, the blue owl quickly came to the nun's side, its gaze falling on the dying white wing.

The nun said in a deep voice, "He's still alive. These injuries aren't actually that serious for him. With his self-healing abilities, he'll be fully recovered in a day or two."

"I'm saved." Bai Yi trembled slightly as he opened his eyes, turning his face away from the nun's embrace. His gaze, still hazy, fell on Hei Wukong's retreating figure. He murmured hoarsely, "It's Hei Wukong..."

"Black Goku?"

Blue Owl muttered to itself, its gaze also fixed on Black Wukong's figure.

“A communionant, a vigilant protector,” the nun said. “With him here, we should be safe.”

On the other side, the witch Black Rose ran her slender fingers across her lips, her eyes suddenly brightening, and she slightly curled the corners of her lips as she spoke.

"Oh, I remember now, the psychic... Black Goku."

Black Wukong did not reply, but silently raised his long staff, pointing the black iron-coated staff head at Black Rose's figure.

At that very moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the shadows. He was dressed in a black ninja outfit and wore a metal ninja mask, revealing only his dark and sharp eyes.

The ninja's gaze flickered with surprise the moment it met Black Goku's. He then quickly turned his head, casting his gaze toward the Blue Owl not far away.

"Who is this?" Blue Owl paused for two seconds, then turned to White Wing and the nun and asked.

“I don’t know him,” the nun said.

Bai Yi forced his eyelids open, observing the figure dressed in ninja attire, and murmured in a hoarse voice, "Judging from this outfit, he seems to be a ninja?"

The nun covered his eyes with her hands and said, "Stop struggling. Get some sleep, I'll take you to the hospital." With that, the nun used her telekinesis to lift the white-winged body and walk towards the end of the street.

She turned to look at the blue owl: "Aren't you leaving?"

"Let me see how it goes. You take Bai Yi to the hospital first, and while you're at it, request support from the association."

Blue Owl stared at the silhouettes of the ninja and Black Goku, speaking without turning his head.

"Alright then, even though Black Wukong is here, remember to run away as soon as there is danger."

"Ah."

After they finished speaking, the nun quickly led White Wing through the thickets of thorns and left the devastated street.

On the other side, the witch Black Rose tilted her head, staring disdainfully at the ninja who emerged from the shadows, and asked Black Goku, "And who is this, your friend?"

Black Wukong was equally puzzled, silently gazing at the silent ninja.

At this moment, Ke Xiaomo saw that the blue owl was still lively and jumping around, seemingly only suffering minor injuries, so she closed her eyelids and breathed a sigh of relief.

When he opened his eyes again, his pupils gleamed with a sharp, cold light that sent chills down one's spine.

Ke Xiaomo turned around and looked at Black Rose indifferently through the ninja mask, as if she were looking at a dead person.

He then slowly raised his right hand, and shadows flowed from his fingertips, instantly coalescing into a long sword.

At the same time, accompanied by a cry of an eagle that resounded through the sky, a dark bird of prey, cast in shadow, slowly rose from behind him, almost enveloping him.

Seeing this, Black Wukong subconsciously steered his somersault cloud backward a great distance, widening the gap between himself and Ke Xiaomo. At the same time, the flame in his Golden Eyes flickered in surprise.

"So powerful..." Bai Qiuwu murmured in a daze behind the monkey mask.

Even at such a great distance, she could still clearly feel the terrifying killing intent emanating from above the black bird of prey.

It was a resolute spirit that Bai Qiuwu had never seen before, like a raging volcano or a boundless, gray, icy sea.

It contains a will forged through countless trials, like the setting sun hanging high above the valley, eternally immortal...

At that moment, as the image of the hawk was reflected in her pupils, the witch's composed expression changed.

What exactly is this?

How come I've never heard of such a person before?

The witch Black Rose bit her lip, pondered for a moment with a solemn expression, and then suddenly raised her wand.

An unprecedented brilliance shone from the nearly shattered gem, followed by thousands of thorns bursting forth from the ground, surrounding her like a fortress.

The next moment, the huge bird of prey flapped its wings and took off into the air with a deafening roar, swooping down from the pitch-black night sky with a piercing cry.

That happened in almost a fraction of a second, fleetingly.

Amidst a deafening sonic boom, the raptor descended from the sky, leaving a waterfall-like shadow. Its sharp beak and steel-like wings effortlessly tore through the fortress of thorns, as easily as slicing through tofu.

Immediately afterwards, a katana forged in shadow sliced ​​through Black Rose's waist, leaving a deep, bone-deep ravine of flesh and blood.

Immediately, the raptors transformed into thousands of shadows that drifted through the air, and Ke Xiaomo revealed his true form. He brandished his sword in the air behind Black Rose, his ninja outfit fluttering in the night wind.

Before the witch could react, dark purple blood gushed from her waist, splashing all over the ground.

His pale face still held an expression of disbelief as his body slowly collapsed to the ground.

"Holy crap, what is this?"

The blue owl stared blankly at the scene, its mouth agape.

Black Wukong stared at the ninja's retreating figure with equal astonishment. She was countless times stronger than Blue Owl, and thus better understood the gap in strength between herself and this ninja.

Bai Qiuwu's eyes behind the mask flickered, her gaze shifting. She thought that if this ninja had attacked her, her fate would likely be the same as Black Rose's; no matter how strong her defenses were, they would be shattered in an instant.

After a moment, the ninja took a deep breath, turned to Black Goku, and said in a deep, falsetto voice, "I spared her life. Take her to the police station, and the police will take care of sending her to the superhuman prison."

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced deeply at Blue Owl through his mask, then turned into a pool of ink-like shadow and fell to the ground with a splash, disappearing without a trace.

Black Wukong finally breathed a sigh of relief. Beneath the metal gauntlet, his right hand, which was gripping the golden cudgel tightly, was already covered in cold sweat.

She couldn't imagine how she would survive the night if this ninja became her enemy. Most importantly, Blue Owl was still there. According to the strange thing, he was very likely Akino.

Thinking this, Black Wukong slowly turned around, holding the Golden Cudgel upright behind him, and looked at Blue Owl from afar across half a street.

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 168 Family Meeting, Second Round (Part 1)

Linjiang Business District.

Amidst the pulsating arcs of electricity, the gnarled thorns resembled countless pythons, coiling around every corner of the street.

The commercial street no longer resembles its former prosperity; instead, it resembles a unique maze, possessing both modern characteristics and the natural qualities of unbridled growth.