Group A kept running down the stairs covered with rotten meat.
"This is really a veritable lair of weirdos, not much different from a horror movie."
Super Alloy Black Light complained as he ran downwards.
The smelly air, the damp walls and stairs, the dim lights, and the muscle tissue of unknown meaning are everywhere... It simply has 'villain's headquarters' written on its face.
Genos's detector looked around: "Four waves of weirdos have appeared one after another from just now. Judging from their reactions and strength, they are not surprise soldiers who ambush in advance."
"That's right, there was no special operation based on the characteristics of the incoming heroes. This is not in line with the style of the previous Weird Association. Sure enough, the God of War sealed the opponent's detection ability."
The zombie man carried the alien long-handled ax seized during the spaceman attack and analyzed:
"This is an excellent opportunity. We have changed from an absolutely passive and disadvantaged party to a dominant party that takes the initiative."
"That guy from the God of War is not only super strong, but his brain is also surprisingly good." The Atomic Warrior held a thousand books in his mouth, with a high-spirited look on his face: "After this operation is over, I want to apply to compete with the God of War."
"Atomic Samurai, don't go and die, okay?" Super Alloy Black Light couldn't help complaining: "I'm afraid the God of War will crush you with one punch."
Heather's continuous display of combat prowess that far exceeds the limits of human imagination has made the Super Alloy Black Light create an image of a god of martial arts that is completely unbeatable for Heather in her heart, and even touching it is blasphemous. Even if Heather now says
If he wants to play with the sun as a ball, Super Alloy Black Light will not have any doubts but will worry that the sun is not round enough to allow Heather to enjoy the game.
"A competition, do you know what a competition is? It is a sparring exercise that does not hurt your harmony or life. If I am against a super master like the God of War, I believe that my swordsmanship will definitely make a qualitative leap. Having said that, before I
That’s why you joined the Heroes Association, isn’t it just to compete with such masters?”
The Atomic Samurai jumped down from the broken stairs, swinging his katana.
The dense sword light smashed the wall next to it, and several weirdos hiding behind were also chopped into pieces.
Everyone came to the flat ground at the bottom of the steps. The super alloy black light fists were clasped together and raised high above their heads, and then they were smashed down hard.
Boom! The floor was suddenly smashed through, and when the smoke dissipated, the space on the next floor was revealed, as well as the weird people who looked up and stared in shock.
Super Alloy Black Light was the first to jump to the next level. He only put the POSS into position and dashed back and forth a few times before crushing all the monsters around him into a pulp. He casually patted off the weird meat pieces that slid off the shiny muscles: "That's really not true.
Do you know how the God of War became so powerful? His muscles are stronger and more beautiful than mine."
Genos said nothing. He knew how miraculous Heather's heart flow was, but as long as Heather did not actually allow the news to spread, he would never take the initiative to tell Heather's powerful secret.
"In fact, I have some guesses about this."
The zombie man also jumped to this level, raised his pistol, aimed at the weirdo who had fled far away, and shot his upper body into rotten flesh. Then he took out the cigarette box from his arms and took out a cigarette.
Atomic Samurai was the last one to jump down: "Guys who are pedantic are the most annoying. Come on, tell me."
Super Alloy Black Light and Devil Cyborg also set their sights on zombie men.
"Do you know anything like a [limiter]?"
The zombie man lit his cigarette, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and took the lead in walking towards the steps leading to the next floor.
"Limiter? What is that?" Atomic Samurai followed behind and asked doubtfully.
"One of my 'old friends' told me this. No matter how much effort is put into it, there is a limit to the growth of living things. Too much power will increase the burden on the owner and cause discomfort. It will continue to accumulate.
He will go berserk like a crazy person who has lost his mind.
Therefore, all living things will only grow within the scope of not losing the survival consciousness and rationality of the species. This structure that limits growth is called a ‘limiter’.”
The zombie man walked quickly to the steps and threw the ax violently. The ax whirled and got stuck between the cracks of the metal door that was about to close.
Genos immediately spurted out flames from his feet and flew towards it. The mechanical arms grabbed both sides of the door and slowly pulled it open. The metal door suddenly made a loud creaking sound.
Then the sword flashed and all the weirdos behind the door were turned into pieces.
The Atomic Samurai put the knife on his shoulder and looked at the zombie man: "Then what? What does this limiter have to do with the power of the God of War?"
Super Alloy Black Light was very confused: "You want to say that Mr. Wushen has broken through this limiter? But there are many strong men among S-class heroes who have 'broken through the limit' as you said."
Not to mention anything else, his own muscles that are beyond the hardness of steel have already exceeded the limits of human beings. And the zombie man's regenerative power that exceeds common sense is also far beyond the scope of human beings.
"No, the heroes you are talking about are either born with huge superpowers like Tatsumaki, or they gain strength through hard work and talent training like you, there are also powerful robots like Devil Cyborg who have undergone physical transformation, and me.
People who have obtained special abilities through human experiments... Even though we will become stronger again through various means and exercises, the extent of our strength will not be too great and will eventually come to an end.
The God of War is different."
The zombie man held a cigarette and said word by word:
"He used his own body and his own strength to grow step by step to become as powerful as he is now.
He continues to break the limits of so-called ‘human beings’, and every improvement is a qualitative leap.”
At this time, Genos suddenly asked: "What is the basis for your words? As far as I know, you don't seem to have a very familiar relationship with the Martial God. How do you know the growth path of the Martial God?"
The zombie man shook his head: "It's not me, but my 'old friend'. He repeatedly studied all the videos of the alien invasion, and sneaked to the ruins of City A to collect a large number of samples, and finally came to a conclusion."
"What conclusion?"
"The God of War experienced two extremely exaggerated increases in strength during the invasion of spacemen. He described this surge in strength as 'as brilliant as a supernova explosion'."
The zombie man chuckled:
"Although my 'old friend' is a bastard, his achievements in the field of biotechnology research are unparalleled. As long as the object of observation is a living thing, you can't escape his eyes.
In a close battle, there were two consecutive bursts of terrifying strength growth. Not only could its body be able to fully bear this abnormally huge load, but its body would even retain most of its strengthening after the outbreak was over.
Do you think this is something that so-called human beings... no, ‘creatures’ can achieve?”