Godslayer in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 54 Attribute Overwhelming

Why are there all sorts of supernatural organizations in the DC or Marvel universe?

To put it bluntly, it means that individual strength is insufficient to cope with stronger and broader challenges.

In this life, Ang probably won't spontaneously form a Birds of Prey squad, since Black and White Canaries are with him, and he can't possibly tolerate a crazy woman like Harley Quinn.

To win over the Huntress and the Samurai Sword, you need to persuade them with force, not to seduce them.

When Ang confidently declared he would take on two women, the two women instinctively took a deep breath.

Looking at the imposing and domineering Kratos, they didn't feel nervous, but rather their hearts were pounding with excitement.

No matter how much you watch Kratos on TV, you'll never know how powerful the real Kratos is.

Although they were aware of their limitations, testing their current strength against this recently prominent hero was a good idea.

The two women couldn't help but feel eager to try it out.

Da Toro raised his long samurai sword, feeling every cell in his body burning.

After dealing with a large group of gangsters, she was very curious about just how big the gap was between herself and a top hero.

She never expected that while helping her old friend inquire about the whereabouts of the funds, she would unexpectedly win such an opportunity.

Although Kratos, who stood opposite her, was clearly not a standard swordsman, Da Toro was certain that his understanding of the art of combat was second to none.

She raised her head, her eyes beneath the mask shining brightly as if burning with flames, and raised her Soul-Snatching Samurai Sword, assuming an offensive stance.

At the level of the [Samurai Sword], the stance is no longer just a simple posture. With just a single posture, the natural aura instantly captivated the Lance sisters behind Ang.

Not to mention, just as the [Katana] was in a fighting stance, the [Hunter] suddenly flashed backward, her figure blurring as if she had disappeared into thin air.

If you concentrate enough, you can still catch a glimpse of Helena. This method of concealing her presence complements the terrifying aura of the [Katana].

One is an open attack, the other is a hidden one.

Even knowing that the opponent has this combination, it is still very difficult to break through.

In fact, ordinary people really can't presume to deal with this combination.

Ang is fine.

He stood there so proudly in the center of the warehouse, letting the lights shine on him, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.

He wasn't targeting the Lance sisters, so they naturally didn't feel anything.

His figure, as seen by the Huntress and the Samurai Sword, carries a different meaning.

Helena felt a chill run down her spine. She always had absolute confidence in her assassination skills, but unfortunately, her movements seemed meaningless in front of Ang. Even though she had flashed to the left rear of Ang's body, she still felt as if her body was locked on, as if a huge eye in the void was staring intently at her.

This feeling made Helena very uncomfortable.

This is the overwhelming power of Ang's current perception of 40 points, plus the suppressive force brought by the [Thermal Sensing] skill!

Unless Helena can completely block the heat emanating from her body and escape Ang's five senses, which are four times stronger than those of an ordinary person, it will be meaningless for her to dodge.

Helena was getting a little anxious, and she gave Da Toro a wink.

They haven't worked together for very long, but in every collaboration, it's always the [Samurai Sword] who takes the lead in attacking.

This time, Da Toro hesitated.

She had only ever felt the aura of Kratos from her master, the Japanese martial arts master Tadashi.

Do not!

Her master was even inferior in some ways.

When she became an apprentice, her master was already old.

The man in front of her not only gave her a suffocating feeling, as if she were standing on the edge of an abyss, but also had a strange gaze that seemed to see through all her secrets.

This feeling of being completely exposed from head to toe is awful!

This made Da Toro feel inexplicably anxious.

Finally, drawn by a mysterious force, she shouted.

"cut--"

[Sword Drawing Technique] Activated!

With a soft shout, the katana in her hand swept over her head like a silver ribbon and then fell down.

A second ago, there was a distance of about five meters between her and Ang.

In terms of sword fighting, this distance was even a bit far—but in an instant, the cold blade, accompanied by a strange hum of the soul, had already reached the top of Ang's head.

Ang didn't even need to look up to understand how sharp the sword was.

Those who lack willpower simply cannot withstand the spiritual intimidation emanating from the Soul-Stealing Samurai Blade and will easily have their souls stolen.

If the perception level is too low, the trajectory of the blade's light cannot be detected.

To catch that blow requires both strength and agility.

The woman with the katana in front of me is a benchmark for basic attribute checks; if any attribute is too low, I can't fight her.

With a single slash, it was as if a skyscraper collapsed overhead, and a hundred-ton boulder rolled down.

Even before the knife arrived, its imposing presence was already overwhelming.

This strike can absolutely be called the pinnacle of mortal skill!

"What a pity," Ang sighed softly.

Why is it a pity?

This strike, after all, was a mortal strike.

Without even drawing the [Blade of Chaos], Ang casually slapped his right hand horizontally.

"What?" Da Toro was stunned.

In her opinion, Ang was absolutely insane.

Her strike was absolutely devastating; if it landed squarely, Ang would lose one of his hands.

But the momentum of the blade had reached a point where she couldn't simply stop it at will.

If something really goes wrong, Kratos can only blame himself for being overly arrogant.

Slightly twisting his wrist to avoid Kratos's vital points was the greatest mercy the katana could show.

Unexpectedly, Kratos's attack, with its broad palm, gave her a feeling that it was like a shadow following her, and there was no way to avoid it.

She had never experienced such a bizarre technique before, especially the sudden acceleration of the opponent's hand, which made it seem as if her knife was actively sending the side of the blade into the opponent's palm.

The katana fell along its predetermined trajectory, but a dazzling shower of sparks flew where the palm met the side of the blade.

The sharp samurai sword, which had slain countless villains, seemed to emit a mournful cry as if it were about to curl up. She even saw the blade immediately bend outwards to its maximum extent, just to avoid being broken on the spot!

The man named Kratos kept adjusting the pressure on her hand. Da Toro felt as if she was being pressed down not by a human hand, but by a main battle tank. An unparalleled, surging force penetrated her arms inch by inch along the hilt of her knife.

Even more terrifying, the other party actually managed to catch her knife with just three fingers—thumb, index finger, and middle finger.

Da Toro immediately found himself with nowhere to retreat and nowhere to avoid.

Either withdraw the sword or switch to hand-to-hand combat to decide the outcome.

Otherwise, she would definitely lose money.

If she were alone before, she would have rushed forward and fought to the death with her fists and feet. Fortunately, she has teammates now.

Just as she swung her sword at Kratos, the Huntress's arrow struck at the perfect moment.

Helena didn't expect the arrow to injure Kratos. In her mind, Ang would at least need to rely on instinct, lean back, or slide his body slightly to the side. As long as he changed his center of gravity, the katana would be free.

Unexpectedly, even this little scheme failed.

With a "snap".

Ang didn't even turn around. He simply stretched out his left hand, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and miraculously caught the incoming arrow with three fingers.

He applied a little force with his finger, and in an instant, the wood chips from the shattered crossbow bolt fluttered around like butterflies.

quiet!

Quiet!

So quiet!

Everyone realized that Ang hadn't given it his all at all.

It's obvious that if he wanted to, the [Katana] and the [Hunter] would become dead in an instant.

"Okay! I give up."

"You're my boss now."

(End of this chapter)