Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

Just then, a burly man fully armed and dressed in black rushed over.

Seeing the chaotic scene, he roared, "Stop it, all of you!"

But nobody paid any attention to him.

He raised his hand and fired, hitting several gangsters who were already in a bloodthirsty frenzy, shouting, "Stop shooting!"

But the gunman who wanted to stop immediately turned white in the eye and fell to the ground, and from that moment on, he couldn't stop at all.

The soldier in black witnessed this and immediately understood: "Someone is attacking us!"

"He's nearby, find him!"

Before he finished speaking, a chilling killing intent swept over him.

Along with that, a powerful mental force surged into his mind, and in that instant, everything went black before his eyes, and he lost consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, with a "bang," a bullet grazed his skull.

The sharp pain jolted him awake. He immediately covered his head and crouched down, shouting, "Enemies!"

"Three o'clock!" With his extensive experience, he instantly determined the enemy's direction.

"Everyone rush over there, the target is right there!"

The gangsters, already on edge, instinctively raised their guns and fired in that direction.

"Don't shoot! Capture them alive!"

The burly man flew into a rage and slapped a disobedient gang member so hard that his head bled and he fell to his knees.

This completely threw the gang into chaos.

They weren't soldiers; they were gangsters who came only for money.

The situation was chaotic enough with the fight already, but then the commander pinned them to the ground and beat them. Their morale collapsed, and they fled in all directions.

The soldier in black didn't want to stop him. He raised a tattered oil drum in front of him and charged toward the target while roaring.

The bullets struck the oil drums repeatedly, but failed to penetrate them.

But just then, the gunfire stopped.

The burly man was suddenly jolted.

His instinct for battlefield combat made him suddenly turn around.

The next second, a surge of mental energy rushed into his mind, his body froze again, and his mind went blank.

An elbow, as hard as cast iron, was placed firmly on his neck.

A crisp "snap" sounded.

The burly man collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Hextech looked at the burly man's skull; the bullet was firmly embedded in the bone, without penetrating it at all.

"What is this skull made of? How can it be so hard?" Hex asked in bewilderment.

He had clearly hit the black-clad soldier in the head, but he hadn't expected the soldier to survive and even charge at him.

If those gang members hadn't been so disorganized and easily defeated, Hextech would have been surrounded by them.

"They are all enhanced soldiers of the United Front." Emily's face was pale, clearly indicating that she had exhausted herself by using her mental energy continuously.

"Their bones are as strong as steel plates."

"Are these records also in Frankenstein's lab?" Hex asked, puzzled.

These soldiers are elite monsters in the early game and regular soldiers in the later game. They were wiped out by his Golden Squad with one skill. Unexpectedly, they were quite difficult to fight in real combat, as they were almost immune to small-caliber bullets.

Emily said with a hint of helplessness, "Mr. Horus, this is knowledge I just dug out of their minds."

"Your abilities have become stronger again." Hex gave her a deep look.

In just half a day, he was able to continuously exert strong control, coupled with memory extraction. He truly deserves to be the mini-boss of Chapter Six.

Emily nudged his arm: "Don't get distracted, let's go."

"From his memories, I sensed that there were at least two more enhanced soldiers lurking in this area, hunting us down."

Hextech's marksmanship isn't actually that good; he's never even touched a gun in the real world.

However, his astral body and Goliathian body granted him all-around enhancements, with reflexes, muscle control, and overall strength far exceeding those of ordinary people, which also allowed him to quickly master the skills of using a gun.

Emily's remote control ability can only cause people to lose control of their bodies instantly, essentially turning them into "living targets" stuck in place.

He missed his first shot, but as his skill improved, and with Emily's mental control, he easily dealt with the low-class gangsters.

The same method was used to deal with this enhanced soldier.

Emily took control, and Hextech instantly closed in with a rear-naked choke.

While the skull can withstand bullets, the cervical spine clearly cannot withstand the strangulation force of Hextech, which is several times stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Just then, a voice clenched its teeth and snarled from behind.

"So you were here after all!"

Hextech turned around and saw a bald, muscular man.

However, the burly man was covered in bandages and looked at him with an angry expression.

Benev.

"What bad luck." Hextech's lips twitched.

How did you find me?

"Heh heh, I'll remember your taste forever!" Benev's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Hex as if he had run into his father's killer.

He clenched his fist, making a cracking sound as if his bones were popping.

"This is troublesome." Hextech knew at a glance that things wouldn't end well.

He turned his head to the side and said, "You two go north!"

"Hide, I will find you."

He pointed to an abandoned house next door.

After that big battle, the gang's "network" is in disarray, and now they have a great chance of escaping.

Benev clearly had no intention of stopping Grace and Emily; his only target was Hex.

"Heh, you've got some skills." He glanced at the enhanced soldier lying on the ground.

"They were all experts capable of taking on ten men each, yet you dispatched them with ease!"

"However, they only resort to such despicable sneak attacks."

"Lacking the dignity of a soldier!"

Benev took a few steps forward, his muscles, which were so swollen they seemed about to burst out of his clothes, twitched and even swelled slightly.

"A thug who never uses his brain will always be a thug," Hextech mocked.

"What era are we living in now?"

"You want to fight with your fists?"

"It relies on your brain."

"Then let's see if your head is harder or my fist is harder!" Benev roared.

His body tensed abruptly, and he charged forward like a tiger pouncing on its prey, delivering a powerful punch straight to Hex's face.

"Damn it, not again!"

Hextech reacted extremely quickly, immediately crossing his arms forward to block the heavy punch.

But Benev's move was clearly a feint.

He suddenly pulled back his front fist, and the other iron fist hidden behind his back suddenly exerted force, slamming hard into Hextech's chest.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Hex seemed to be hit head-on by a speeding train. He was sent flying backward and crashed heavily into a house behind him, causing a section of the mud wall to collapse instantly.

"You really don't have any skill at all." Benev sneered, cracking his knuckles.

Before he could finish speaking, a loud "bang" rang out, and a huge iron pot flew through the wall and came flying in.

Benev casually swung his arm to deflect the attack, the metallic hum causing a slight tingling in his eardrums.

In that brief moment, Hextech burst out of the ruins and closed in, unleashing a powerful, straightforward punch with a gust of wind.

"Well done!"

A fierce glint flashed in Benev's eyes. Without dodging or avoiding, he swung his fists to meet the attack head-on, relying on his stronger bones and more ferocious momentum.

boom!

A muffled thud, accompanied by a clear cracking sound and a sudden, sharp sound, rang out.

Benev felt an immense force surge from his opponent's fist, his arm went numb, and he staggered backward, crashing through two low walls before barely managing to regain his balance. A piercing pain shot through his right arm.

Hextech, on the other hand, stood still and swayed slightly.

what?

What happened?

Benev stared at Hex in disbelief.

Why did his power become so strong in such a short time?