Conquering the Multiverse Starting with the Black Robe

"You're dead! I'm going to electrocute your wretched monkey face into a charred corpse!"

Storm Girl roared and released a large amount of electricity from her hands. The ionization caused the air to scorch as if it were being burned, emitting a pungent stench.

boom!

A bolt of lightning, nearly half a meter in diameter, burst forth from her palm, suddenly radiating a dazzling blue light, making the entire space seem to be filled only with blue and white.

Faced with a high-temperature electric current hurtling towards their face, with a temperature approaching that of the sun's surface, enough to melt steel and evaporate a human body.

Rean stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding the attack, and even deliberately dispersed his protective energy field, deciding to withstand the attack with his own body.

He wanted to test his resilience and see if the storm could break through his defenses.

This is not overconfidence; the body has the ability to accelerate its self-healing process, and unless it suffers an extremely serious fatal injury, some physical damage is negligible.

The next instant, the lightning serpent, so violent it almost burned through the air, crashed down on Rean's body, which was as solid as cast steel.

However, Rean's body was not instantly incinerated by lightning as the storm had predicted.

As the lightning dissipated, Rean stood firmly in place, his legs carving two furrows several meters long into the ground. He had not only taken the blow head-on but had also escaped serious injury.

"My lightning...was blocked?"

Storm's sinister smile froze, her pupils trembling slightly. Ordinary superhumans, even if they weren't killed by her electric current, would have their bioelectric signals instantly destroyed and lose their ability to resist under the high voltage.

"Heh, nothing special." Rean grinned, tearing off his charred upper garment to reveal a muscular physique. He radiated heat, his skin blackened but quickly returned to its original state.

With a flick of his hand, he wiped away the dead skin from his chest.

It seems that I am basically invincible against enemies of the same level.

"How is this possible...? This level of ability..."

Storm was both shocked and furious, and clenched her fists.

The fact that her opponent withstood her full-force attack almost unscathed was not good news.

This shows that Rean's ability to withstand injuries is far superior to hers.

"Is this all you've done? Well then, as a return gift, it's my turn."

Rean grinned maliciously, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the woman. His left hand shot out like lightning, grabbing directly at her neck.

"Such speed!" Storm's expression changed drastically. In the blink of an eye, her opponent had appeared in front of her.

But her reaction was equally quick; almost simultaneously, she grabbed Rean's arm with one hand to prevent him from completely controlling her.

With his other free fist, he swung it with all his might, raining blows at Rean's chest, abdomen, and ribs. Each punch was crackling with electricity, causing the air to vibrate and producing a thunderous explosion.

Rean coughed up blood, but did not back down. He endured the fierce attacks, gripping Storm's neck tightly. He pulled his right arm back and braced his back muscles, his posture resembling a fully drawn bow.

The next moment, an iron fist powerful enough to pierce through the armor of a heavy tank broke through layers of air barriers and slammed heavily into Storm's abdomen.

Bang!

The moment their fists made contact, the air seemed to be crushed by an invisible hand, producing a muffled sound.

In an instant, a visible white ring of energy exploded between the two like a miniature nuclear explosion. The ring spread out in a circular pattern, shattering nearby glass windows and cracking those further away. The surrounding rubble tumbled and kicked up a cloud of dust.

Storm's eyes bulged out, as if she had been hit by a high-speed train. She was instantly lifted off the ground, her body arched like a shrimp, and the clothes where she had been punched were instantly pierced through from front to back into shreds. Blood gushed from her mouth and nose as she was thrown backward, and the air behind her was compressed into ripples by the shock of the explosion.

The woman, flying backward, crashed through a wall half a meter thick behind her, and her momentum continued unabated. She crashed through three rooms in succession until a load-bearing pillar embedded in her back brought her to a stop.

"It's not over yet, you Nazi bitch!"

Rean rushed into the swirling dust, grabbed Storm's hair with one hand, and yanked her off the pillar.

Storm was almost knocked unconscious by Rean's earth-shattering punch, but as the first Seed Five, her self-healing abilities and tenacious physique allowed her to regain her senses in a very short time.

She let out a sharp scream, grabbed Rean by the waist, and shoved him against the table next to her.

Clang!

The metal tabletop, as fragile as aluminum foil, twisted and deformed instantly upon impact with the two men.

"You lowly beast!" Storm seized the opportunity to throw Rean down, straddle him, and unleashed a barrage of punches, giving her enemy no chance to breathe, with lightning constantly exploding around her.

Rean was hit hard by a barrage of punches, his head snapping back and hitting the ground repeatedly, with gushes of hot blood spurting from his nose. But this was just for show; Rean would heal himself before Storm could throw another punch, which is why he ended up with a bloody nose after each punch.

Storm was unaware that her fierce left and right hooks not only failed to cause any real damage, but also completely unleashed the ferocity in her opponent's bones.

"Have you had enough?!" Rean growled, delivering a powerful punch that sent Storm flying backward. He leaped up and instantly appeared beside the woman who had just gotten up, pressing his hand down on her head and slamming her head against the hard ground.

boom! boom! boom!

Rean slammed Storm's head against the ground repeatedly, like dribbling a basketball, showing no mercy whatsoever, directly replicating A-Train's famous scene.

The entire building trembled slightly, dust fell from the ceiling, and cracks spread rapidly across the ground, eventually creating a large crater nearly half a meter deep.

"Let go of... me..."

Storm's once beautiful face was now covered in blood. She struggled desperately, but her mind was already hazy, her body swaying, and she was almost unable to resist.

"I'll give you two choices: submit, or die."

Seeing this, Rean stopped attacking, wiped the blood from his nose, and with a wave of his hand, the dark red energy net split into hundreds of strands, binding him layer by layer.

The more she struggled, the deeper the threads tightened, even cutting through her combat uniform and leaving bloody marks on her skin.

The clothes were torn, revealing the gruesome body beneath, with some tender flesh inevitably exposed.

To outsiders, it simply looked like a battle-damaged scene.

Rean grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up at him with a fierce glare, issuing a final warning: "My patience is limited. I'll say it one last time: submit to me! Or die here meaninglessly like the lamplighter."

Storm's beautiful face turned bright red with extreme shame and anger, but Rean didn't notice anything unusual under the cover of blood.

She clenched her teeth so tightly that her lips bled.

"You...you damned yellow-skinned monkey!"

"Never make me bow down... Your inferior species deserve to be ruled by the noble Aryan race..."

Rean's face immediately turned icy.

A slap landed on Storm's face, making her see stars and her cheek swell instantly, even her teeth seemed to loosen slightly.

"Still so stubborn even when death is imminent!"

Being verbally abused by this woman time and time again would be unbearable even for someone with a good temper, let alone Rean, who was not exactly known for his good temper. A surge of anger welled up inside him.

He decided to teach this racist Nazi bitch a lesson.

"very good."

"Since you believe your Aryan bloodline is so noble that it cannot be violated, then let me see if you can withstand the wrath of the Eastern dragon."

"Because I'm very irritable right now."

Rean made no attempt to conceal the desire in his eyes. He snapped his fingers, and the tentacles that bound the storm instantly pulled her sprawled out on her back.

"What...what are you going to do?!"

Storm was slightly taken aback, then realized what was about to happen, and was immediately filled with shame and anger, so angry that her forehead almost steamed.

"Fuck you."

Rean's answer was simple and blunt.

"ah!--"

A few seconds later, Storm let out a scream that sounded different from her usual shrilly.

Rean's anger did not subside; instead, it burned even more fiercely.

Forty minutes later.

Under the pressure of the electric motor.

Rean's body trembled, and at the last moment he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

At the same time, a painful yet delicate moan escaped from Storm's throat, accompanied by uncontrollable twitching.

She collapsed, tears streaming from her eyes. With the injection of inferior genes, the blue light that had been shimmering in her eyes completely dimmed, and her once arrogant gaze was now nothing but endless emptiness.

There is a kind of despair of being tainted by the very thing you despise, yet being powerless to stop it from happening, and having no choice but to endure the tragic reality.