Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

"Huh, you've gotten weaker." Hex raised an eyebrow, his tone full of surprise.

In the elevator just now, Benev's strength was evenly matched with his.

But in that head-on collision, he clearly sensed that his opponent's strength was significantly weaker than his own.

After all, he had just drawn his second god card.

Upon hearing this, Benev's face instantly turned from white to red, filled with embarrassment and anger.

"You little brat!" he growled through gritted teeth.

"It's just brute force!"

"I've seen plenty of this kind of scum!"

He endured the excruciating pain in his right hand and shook his arm, trying to appear calm.

However, his finger bones were already cracked, his entire arm was twisted and deformed, and his fist was bruised and swollen, a shocking sight.

"Let me teach you what true warrior skills are!"

Benev spoke with great confidence, but his mind was completely blank.

At first, he didn't take Hextech seriously at all. He kept the thief under control the whole time in the elevator. If he hadn't been careless for a moment, the other party would not have been able to escape.

He considered this mission to capture Hextech a piece of cake, and he had even mentally rehearsed the scene of kneading Hextech several times.

But reality completely deviated from the expected script.

He should have knocked Hex down with one punch, trampled on his face and humiliated him, declaring victory. How did he end up being beaten so badly by a single punch?

Something's not right, something's really not right.

How come this kid's strength has increased so much in just three hours?

Benev stared intently at Hex, alarm bells ringing in his mind. In a daze, he even felt that the man's muscles were becoming more muscular and his figure was getting taller.

"You've evolved again?" he asked in a deep voice. As the head of the laboratory, although he did not directly interfere with Frankenstein's research, he was well aware that the other party was doing something revolutionary.

The second-generation G-element is powerful enough to shake the Church's rule, yet the laboratory has only two qualified individuals to date.

The little girl possessed unpredictable mental powers, and the other person possessed a constantly evolving and powerful physique, which seemed quite reasonable.

"The power is not bad," Benev stubbornly insisted, "but the accuracy is a bit lacking."

Hextech sneered, "You survived a fall from ten stories, Benev, but your hand probably isn't broken, is it?"

"Ridiculous! You're still far from good enough!" Benev twisted his injured arm, the ear-piercing sound of bones grinding together clearly audible, though he was already trembling with pain all over.

He gritted his teeth and roared, "Again! Horus!"

"FUCK!"

Hextech was also completely enraged, and with a low growl, he charged forward.

But as soon as he got close, Benev delivered a powerful left hook to his cheek. Hex staggered back a few steps, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Relying on his strong vitality, he immediately turned around and kicked his opponent hard.

Bang!

Benev was unable to dodge in time and took a solid kick to the chest, flying several meters backward like a kite with a broken string.

He had barely landed, and before he could even catch his breath, Hextech's fist had already slammed into his face.

Benev was sent spinning three and a half times, but being a seasoned warrior, he used the momentum to deliver a powerful kick to Hex's neck.

Hextech lacked practical combat experience and was thrown heavily to the ground by his own force. But his greatest reliance was never strength, but rather his almost abnormal vitality.

With over two thousand health points, it's nearly a hundred times the average person in this world.

He immediately pushed himself up and slammed Benev into the dilapidated wooden hut with a powerful throw, causing the entire hut to collapse.

Just as Hex was about to turn around, Benev suddenly rushed out of the ruins again, leaped forward, and punched him hard in the back.

Hex felt a tightness in his chest, his vision went black, and he staggered two steps.

But his formidable physical abilities brought him back to his senses, and he turned around and delivered a powerful punch to Benev's ribs, still recklessly trading injury for injury.

The punch was powerful and heavy. Benev felt as if his kidneys had been shattered. He endured the excruciating pain, turned around, and kicked Hex.

Hextech then flipped over and kicked him to the ground.

Benev struggled to his feet, clutching his lower back and gasping for breath.

Although the person in front of me was a novice, he was a fearless beast when he fought. He would rather take the blows than not fight back. His body was as hard as steel, and no matter how hard he was hit, he was hard to take down.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Kid, I'll teach you another lesson!"

"Never expose your back to the enemy until the battle is over!"

He couldn't afford to lose face, no matter what!

Hextech rubbed his numb chest and glanced at his own condition.

[Viability: 2400/2500]

After fighting for so long, I've only lost a tiny bit of health.

With dual Hextech enhancements, his physical strength is indeed top-notch.

"Benev, your strength is too weak. You should go home and give your mother a massage." Hex mocked mercilessly.

As a former professional player who once dominated the top tier of the Chinese gaming community, he's never been afraid of trash talk.

Benev's face turned ashen, and he became utterly ruthless: "Again!"

As the captain of the United Front in black and a level 3 operator, how could he be defeated by a novice's wild and unorthodox punches?

Three minutes later, Benev collapsed amidst the ruins, his face a bloody mess, unrecognizable.

Hex stood before him, blood seeping from his mouth and nose, breathing heavily.

The two exchanged punches and kicks. Although Hex was not good at fighting, he was strong and could throw bricks. He knocked Benev down with his wild punches.

"I can fight you all day long!" Benev, whose head was swollen like a pig's, was still trying to hold on.

Hex didn't bother arguing with him and squatted down, ready to give Benev a rear-naked choke to shut him up completely.

Snap-Snap-Snap!

A crisp clapping sound suddenly rang out.

Hex looked in the direction of the applause and saw a woman in a red bodysuit sitting on a chair at the alley entrance, looking at them with a smile.

"That was fantastic," Ida said lazily, with a hint of teasing.

"Just now, I felt like I was back in the Colosseum in Rome, watching Phoenix and Spartacus fight each other as gladiators."

Emily and Grace, the two sisters, stepped out from the side.

Two black-clad, enhanced soldiers, each holding a gun, pressed it against the back of their heads.

"Although Benev is not very useful, he is still an agent of the United Front," Ada said with a smile.

"Are you trying to threaten me?" Hex frowned and stood up.

"No, no, no, you can kill him." Ada gestured for him to proceed.

"Perhaps you can abandon them and leave on your own."

"I definitely can't stop you."

Hex's lips moved slightly: "Tell me, what do you want?"

Under the current circumstances, he has been targeted by Ada.

There's no way they can escape.

"What a smart man," Ada said, resting her chin on her hand and looking at him with a smile.

"I have no demands."

"I have no hostility towards you."

"I just want to invite you to the base to talk about your future career choices."

Hex looked at her coldly: "Is this coercion?"

"No, this is an invitation," Ada replied with a smile.

"Don't believe this woman." Benev staggered to his feet, glaring at Ada with a snarling grin. "She doesn't tell the truth!"

Hextech glared at him: "You were just trying to stall me?"

"Hmph." Benev spat his teeth onto the ground, a victor's sneer on his face: "Horus, you said, 'A thug who never uses his brain will always be a thug.'"

"I've got it." He pointed to his forehead.

"You need to use your brain."

"Heh." Hex gave a cold laugh.

Benev turned around triumphantly and walked toward Ada, completely unaware of Hex's murderous glare behind him.

Hex glanced at Ada and found that she was still smiling at him and gesturing for him to proceed.

Then, a punch, long prepared and imbued with the force of a gust of wind, landed with perfect accuracy on Benev's temple.

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed through the ruins.

Benev froze, his tense body instantly losing strength, his eyes rolled back, and everything went black.

Before he could even let out a scream, his body fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the rubble-strewn ground.

"Looks like your brain isn't as good as my fists," Hex sneered, then looked at Ada.

Why didn't you remind him just now?

Ada smiled. "He needs to be taught a lesson."

Hex scoffed: "Why? Because he said bad things about you."

Ada blinked. "Of course, that's one of the reasons."

What a petty woman!

"I can go with you, but you have to ensure their safety," Hex said, pointing to Grace and Emily.

Ada smiled and said, "Deal."

Hextech really doesn't want to get involved with Ada.

However, if there are garrison troops guarding the passes outside and a joint front searching inside, and with two dependent children in the way, he has no way to escape.

However, this could also be an opportunity.

They used the power of the United Front to leave Manchester.