Conquering the Multiverse Starting with the Black Robe

"Damn brat..."

Boucher hesitated for a moment, but didn't waste any more words. Since this arrogant kid in front of him believed he could take on two people at once, and deal with both the black-clad man and the transparent man, it showed that he was extremely confident in his own strength.

Even if they can't win, they should be able to protect themselves; they should at least have some reason to be arrogant.

Yes, this kid saved his life, but that doesn't mean he has to risk his life and die with him.

He had an even more important mission: he couldn't fall before killing that damned bastard. He wanted to make that son of a bitch who killed Beja pay for his blood debt.

Butcher gave Rean one last look, then dragged the unconscious Hughie and struggled to get him into the car.

Rean did not turn around; his gaze remained fixed on Xuanse.

"Finished talking with your gay friend?" The Invisible Man crossed his arms and didn't stop Butcher from driving away; he was just a nobody.

He looked at the boy in black before him, frowning. "Kid, you're the one Madeline was talking about, aren't you?"

Upon hearing this, Rean raised an eyebrow. No wonder the plot had changed; it turned out that his influence had created a butterfly effect. If he wasn't mistaken, the Dark One was probably sent by Edgar himself to deal with him.

He understood immediately and said calmly, "Madeline, that nanny who's always fawning over Homelander, is she the one who sent you two here to die? Where is her eldest son now?"

The Invisible Man snorted coldly, "To deal with a nobody like you, there's no need for Homelander to get involved. I can handle it all by myself."

Rean glanced at him sideways. "Indeed, because you're dispensable, no one will be sad if you die. But if Blackie dies here, Walter will be heartbroken for quite a while. After all, raising a good dog takes a lot of time, doesn't it?"

The invisible man's face darkened. "You little brat, I hope you'll still be this stubborn when I've beaten you to a pulp!"

He was about to step forward when Xuanse blocked him with her body and turned her head to look at him.

"What the hell?" The transparent man panted heavily, glaring angrily, while the black-clad man remained motionless, saying nothing, yet seemingly having already said everything.

The Invisible Man knew how stubborn this guy was. Despite his unassuming demeanor, he was actually a highly senior member of the team, and apart from Homelander and a few high-ranking members, no one could control him.

He suppressed his anger, too lazy to argue with this mute. "Alright, buddy, teach him a lesson! But don't kill him, this kid might be hiding some secrets, we need to take him back to report."

He nodded slightly.

The rain fell more gently and fiercely, and the two stood facing each other several meters apart, neither of them in a hurry to make a move.

After a long while, Xuan Se could no longer contain himself and took the initiative to attack.

hum!

The blade sliced ​​through the rain, so fast that it cut the raindrops falling from the sky in two. The bursting water droplets exploded into white mist, from which a dazzling, cold light emerged.

Rean's pupils suddenly contracted, and in an instant, the lightning-fast slash slowed down in his eyes.

Everything around him stretched out in Rean's vision, the world in his eyes seemed to be in slow motion, even the raindrops became distinct, as if frozen in mid-air by magic, the process of falling infinitely slowed down.

Clang—

The blade sliced ​​across the surface of the iron rod, drawing out a series of sparks, and a groove was cut out, but it ultimately failed to cut it off.

The power that Xuan Se applied to the blade was astonishing. If it weren't for Rean's lightning-fast reaction, anyone else would have been severely injured by this attack if they were even a fraction of a second slower.

Xuanse tilted his head again; this was the second time his knife had been blocked.

"Is that all you've got?" A fierce glint flashed in Rean's eyes as he kicked Xuan Se in the stomach, sending him flying more than ten meters away.

With a loud bang, the black object flew backward at a much faster speed than when it had shot up, crashing into a parked pickup truck and causing it to swerve half a circle, its car alarm beeping loudly.

Blackie slid down from the dented car door, half-kneeling on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood through his mask.

"What a gift! Dude, are you alright?" The invisible man watching was immediately unsettled. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xuanse shake his head and stand up as if nothing had happened. Then he became gloating.

Xuanse was very excited.

Because of the damage to the sensory areas of his brain, he had an extraordinary tolerance for pain. This pain was nothing to him, and the tingling sensation in his lower back made him feel unbearably hot.

He felt his penis was rock hard, and this exhilarating battle was exactly what he had been dreaming of!

"Heh, you're pretty tough!" Rean's gaze toward Xuanse became more serious, but that didn't stop him from trash-talking and mocking. He pushed off the ground and accelerated, the road beneath his feet blasting a shallow crater as if it had been hit by a cannon, with gravel and rainwater flying everywhere.

His leather boots, clearly unable to withstand such damage, shattered instantly into pieces, exploding into rubber fragments.

Rean's feet slammed into the ground, the charred leather on his boots emitting blue smoke. His body transformed into a black lightning bolt, and he raised his hand to strike the dark-skinned man's head with a club!

The weapons clashed, sending up bursts of sparks that flickered uncertainly in the rain.

Under the drizzling rain, two figures engaged in a frenzied battle in the dimly lit street, moving so fast that their forms were obscured, leaving only afterimages of their high-speed movements.

As Edgar's carefully trained Black Glove, Black's fighting skills have undoubtedly been honed through countless trials. Every strike is as swift as lightning, and the angles of his attacks are extremely tricky, making him unpredictable.

This was not bestowed upon him by brute force or superpowers, but rather by the superb skills he had forged through decades of relentless practice.

But as the fight went on, Rean suddenly felt that Xuanse's reaction and explosive power seemed a bit weak in comparison to his own...

Yes, no matter how skillfully the other party wielded the samurai sword, they couldn't harm him in the slightest.

This is a numerical gap. When this gap widens to a point where it becomes a major obstacle, it can no longer be bridged by technology.

Rean was far stronger than him. Apart from lacking combat experience, he was completely outmatched in strength, speed, and reaction time. No matter how hard Xuanse tried, he couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

Realizing this, Rean began to intentionally slow down his speed and the pace of his attack, allowing his opponent to adapt.

He carefully observed Xuanse's movements, and tried to understand the opponent's power techniques through the clash of weapons.

Indeed, he used this top assassin trained by Walter as a whetstone, like a dried-up sponge, greedily absorbing the combat experience the other party had accumulated over the years.

Rean's mind was filled with flashes of inspiration, and his understanding of combat was steadily improving. Gradually, he was even able to predict Xuanse's next move.

He had completely seen through the other party's methods, and even knew, almost as if he had foreseen, where Xuanse would stab next.

Only two minutes have passed since the two sides started fighting.

"Give it your all, buddy, and show him what you're capable of!"

The Invisible Man stood aside with his arms crossed, watching the show with a contented expression. In his view, Xuan Se had already taken control of the situation and was teasing the other party like a cat playing with a mouse.

This shows that not only is his own ability mediocre, but his judgment of the situation is also terrible.

You idiot!

Xuanse cursed inwardly, unable to express his bitterness.

If he could initially hold his own against Rean with his superior skills, he later found himself in a difficult position, completely caught in the opponent's rhythm of the fight, and had no chance to retaliate except for struggling to hold on.

Even a casual strike from his opponent sent numbness through his arm, and his katana nearly slipped from his grasp.

The specially made alloy blade was chipped and nearly broken, resembling a large saw blade. Yet he dared not stop, as if dancing on the tip of a knife, fearing that if he slowed down even a fraction, Rean would smash his head.

"Alright, buddy, stop messing around and get this over with." As he watched, the Invisible Man yawned, feeling a bit sleepy.

Upon hearing this, Xuanse nearly vomited blood and cursed the transparent man's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

Play?

Do you think I'm just playing around right now?

Xuanse could barely hold the knife in his hand. He vowed that if he survived this ordeal, he would cut off the invisible man's annoying tongue and soak it in wine!

Rean's ears twitched slightly; his super hearing detected the approaching sound of sirens in the distance.

"It's time to stop playing around."

Rean's thoughts raced, and he deliberately created an opening.

In the instant he parried the slash, he seemed to lose all his strength, and his center of gravity shifted slightly forward.

Exhausted, Xuanse immediately fell for the trick.

good chance!

He seized upon his opponent's hard-won mistake and thrust at Rean's waist and abdomen without hesitation, attacking with all his might, intending to end the battle in one strike.

However, the next second, Xuanse was no longer happy.

In the blink of an eye, Rean simply used his flight ability to shift slightly to the side, easily avoiding the fatal blow.

Xuanse's heart skipped a beat, but it was too late to change his tactics halfway through.

The katana passed under his armpit, and Rean grabbed the black wrist with one hand and pulled it forward, bringing the two of them to within arm's reach.

Click!

A fierce headbutt landed on the black man's forehead!

The mask on Xuan Se's head shattered on the spot, followed by his skull, which, although not exploding on the spot, was visibly dented.

The true face beneath the mask was revealed—a face completely disfigured: burn scars covered the entire face like centipedes, the left eye was white and blind, half of the lip was missing, and some teeth were exposed.

If the fans of the black-clad idol knew that their idol had such an ugly face hidden behind the mask, they would probably think something.

Fear was evident in his dark eyes.

The impact to his head was so violent that it caused a severe concussion, leaving him with ringing in his ears, a blank and confused mind, and his body shaking uncontrollably.

"Phew, shh, shh—it'll be over soon."

As Rean spoke, he pressed his thumb into the dark eye socket.

Little by little, it was tucked in.

"Heh...heh..."

Xuanse's whole body convulsed. He wanted to scream, but the damage he had suffered to his brain had caused him to lose his ability to speak and he couldn't even make a sound.

In a daze, the pain suddenly disappeared.

The crimson color that filled his vision softened, as if a glowing filter had been applied. He no longer felt pain or fear, and the indifferent face before him slowly transformed into a cartoon squirrel.

The squirrel's voice is very soft, like a mother holding her child and humming a lullaby in her ear.

"Oh, don't worry, Owen... you've done enough, we're so proud of you. Soon you'll be back in the Lord's embrace. Now, get some sleep."

The corners of his dark lips turned up slightly; he couldn't remember the last time he had smiled.

But in the eyes of the trembling, transparent man, this hellish scene could only be described with one word:

Nightmare.

He watched as Rean, expressionless, plunged his fingers deep into the black man's eye socket, gouging out his eye.

That's not all. The most bizarre thing is that the dark-colored body is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Fuck, fuck!" The invisible man was terrified and wanted to run away as fast as he could, but he was afraid that his actions would attract the attention of this demon. At this moment, he regretted his actions. Why did he have to get involved in this mess?

Driven by the life force, Rean could feel an invisible power continuously being drawn from Xuan Se's body and flowing into his limbs and bones.

In just a few seconds, Walter's top assassin, who once struck fear into the hearts of thugs and could even stop children from crying at night, shrunk into a dried-up corpse the size of a child.