Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 132 - 132 40 No Guts for That

132: Chapter 40 No Guts for That 132: Chapter 40 No Guts for That Kardesia could destroy a city with her own power alone.

She could use a single fireball to melt buildings, a testament to her destructive power; but she could also ensure that humans scorched by this fireball remained unharmed, merely exuding a slightly scorched smell, a demonstration of her immense control.

Destroying structures and showing mercy to her enemies, she could accomplish both in a single attack.

Does that sound unreasonable?

Exactly!

The white-coated folks at Central United University would nonchalantly give their explanation: superpowers are the very essence of unreasonableness.

Did the Red Lion really need anyone else’s help?

She alone could take care of these small fries.

Rushing over to help might just distract her, right?

Someone didn’t think so.

The fiery top hat blazed in the sky, and the entire central district could see the Red Lion’s symbol.

That included a certain young lady who was picking out a gift half a block away.

—I need to hurry and support Kardesia.

The moment she saw the top hat signal, Qin Qianbai made her decision.

“I am very sorry, but the store is temporarily closed.

You should evacuate quickly as well.”

“Mhm, okay.”

She silently put down the gift she was about to buy.

The staff in the video game store orderly entered the emergency exits to escape.

Going against the crowd, she walked out the door.

In the panicked throng, stood a flat-haired man in black, one of the trio that appeared in the building in the morning, backed by six burly skilled henchmen.

“Sorry to disturb you.

Everyone knows you’re on good terms with Demon bro here; we’re just small fry trying to make a living, we wouldn’t dare offend anyone.”

The flat-haired man rubbed his hands with a smile.

“Please do us a favor and give our boss face by staying out of this mess, will you?”

“No.”

Qin Qianbai ran forward, turning a deaf ear to him.

The flat-haired man’s face fell as he drew out his nunchaku.

“You really shouldn’t.”

The nunchaku, quick as a viper’s strike, aimed at the girl’s back.

Qin Qianbai suddenly spun around, her dark, shiny blade flashing, and in an instant, the nunchaku was turned into several neatly sliced pieces of scrap metal!

An empty plastic bottle rolled across the ground, she held her regular long-handled black blade as usual.

“I also have a very good relationship with Kardesia.”

The flat-haired man twisted his mouth as if he had expected this.

The remains of the now-useless nunchaku dropped to the ground with a clatter, and the man pulled out two daggers from his pocket.

“Western Kardesia Ranger Guild, B-rank Ranger, Darkus Wall.”

The Western Kardesia Ranger Guild, a top-tier organization known for cultivating numerous famed martial artists!

Darkus was introducing himself.

It was basic courtesy before a martial confrontation.

In such confrontations, one can conceal their name, gang up, use modern weapons, poison, or any means…

But!

One must not lie about their lineage.

Concealing the sect that imparted one’s skills was a despicable act only those who have lost their honor would commit.

“Outnumbering a lone opponent, my apologies.” The Ranger wielded his blades as his six henchmen roared in unison, “Giving you face and you don’t want it, huh!” “Don’t underestimate us!” “Won’t listen?

Then go to hell!” The brutes pulled out a variety of weapons: spears, pistols, hand grenades, brass knuckles, large knives, flame throwers!

The seven of them encircled the girl, activated their superpowers, and launched their attacks simultaneously.

The girl being attacked looked no different than usual, silently lowering her long blade.

A second later, the weapons of seven people were all slashed into pieces, and the six minions were flung back, as the girl closed in, her blade aiming straight for the Ranger’s chest!

The flat-haired man let go of the bladeless hilt, skidded back with his left foot, spinning half a turn with his body, and flicked a sharp dagger hidden in his clothes with a secret force, slashing towards the long blade, barely snatching a chance at life!

“Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!” It was only now that the six flung aside started to scream in pain.

The girl flicked her black blade, expressionlessly looking at the fallen henchmen.

“Imperial Qin Family, Qin Qianbai.”

The Ranger inhaled a cold breath.

Conflict resumed, blades collided, the sound of metal clashing!

–

There were still 16 beams of darkness in the sky, with the fire lion still floating vaingloriously behind its master.

“Damn.”

The top hat lady tossed aside the half-melted mechanical arm, another “feather” falling with a scream.

She shook her arm in frustration – it was stiff and unresponsive, adorned with purple and black spots like it was frozen.

She couldn’t use her right hand for the time being; probably scraped it during a “Death Collision”.

It looked like a body enhancement attack, but the result was a weakening effect after contact.

Should she commend the fact that it was a person chosen by the Skull Leader…

Indeed, even the subordinates of dirty people were not exactly honorable.

Kardesia transformed her right arm into a still ball of fire.

At least this way, it had some deterrent effect, appearing as though she was preparing some sort of big move.

“Ah, just a beat too slow.” The lion turned and bit down, dealing with an assailant trying to sneak up on her.

It was her first time coming across this ability and being caught off guard…

No point in making excuses.

Better just accept it – her state was terrible.

Having just come down from a rampage, facing a premeditated ambush would unsettle anyone’s mindset.

Clang, clang, her footing gave way as the boiling asphalt morphed into tentacles attacking her.

“Not very creative.”

Three consecutive flame explosions flipped and blasted the already decrepit road surface, another “feather” leaped from the ground, becoming a fire person.

At this moment, an unexpected change occurred!

Blue light shot out from the broken asphalt tentacles, and Kardesia’s clothes gleamed purple; a green-feathered bird screeched from above as it plunged down; and red leaves inscribed with the character “Kill” emerged from the flames!

Seizing the moment of the Red Lion’s carelessness, four superpower users attacked simultaneously!

“So many newcomers?

Fine, not bad ideas.” Kardesia sighed resignedly, “Wait for it, you idiots with skull heads—”

The lion went for the bird first, the superpower users’ voices drowned out by the piercing screeches.

“I’ll roast you into a fool soon.”

In the distance.

On the shimmering shoreline, a superpower user with enhanced hearing was repeating the lion’s provocation to the boss.

“Phew…”

Demon looked towards the rising flames, with an ugly laugh hidden in his unpleasant breath.

“I’m waiting for you, Red Lion.”

“Boss, about the target…” the superpower user with enhanced hearing quietly reported to the leader.

“Warn them, then open fire indiscriminately until the target shows up.”

“…All members?”

The subordinate tasked with relaying the message trembled quietly.

“Everyone, leave the rest to the laboratory woman.”

Demon issued the order without an ounce of mercy.

Another beam of black light dissipated; another elite from Wing of Death fell.

Demon’s subordinates were overexcited, their faces feverish with zeal.

Soon, when all the feathers were gone, the Wing of Death’s arrival would be imminent.

“Move, damn it!

Move!!”

Qiluo hadn’t actually run that far.

To be accurate, she hadn’t even had the chance to “run”—Kardesia’s “friendly assist” had sent her flying two streets away.

The idol girl sat on the ground rubbing her bottom, looking up at the sky filled with red flames, she instantly changed her about-to-exclaim “my butt” into “oh my God.”

The edge of the sea of fire was on the other side of the street; Kardesia’s wide sweep had not reached her.

Whether by intention or accident, she had to flee quickly and do something.

She was in danger because of herself.

The twin-tailed girl anxiously fiddled with her phone: “Why won’t it move…

Has every signal been jammed?!”

Again, her own voice echoed in her mind: This was Wing of Death’s usual tactic; she had heard of it before, the one they targeted had no chance to escape.

“God, I need to figure out a way to help her.”

The Red Lion was one of the pinnacles of this city; she needed no one’s help—

Qiluo argued with passion, “What nonsense are you talking, how can we let a girl face so many attackers!

Besides, Demon is also one of the strongest superpower users!”

Her inner self fell silent.

Qiluo angrily tapped her phone on the ground a couple of times, deciding to do something based on her instincts.

The commotion inside a small store inspired her.

She began to sing, issuing monotonous notes as if she was practicing her vocal exercises.

“♪~”

Her voice waves spread out in all directions, carrying with them radio signals.

Singing wasn’t necessary, but it was a way for her to concentrate.

She needed full focus to trigger her own “quality,” the ability to control information.

A part of her “self” merged with the radio waves, shifting at an indescribable speed through the streets, projecting uncountable scenes into her vision until at one point, it hit a wall, like a fish running into a net.

“——Ouch!

It hurts.”

Qiluo uttered softly.

She saw a lot during that out-of-body-like experience—the distribution of Wing of Death members, the position of the “net,” Kardesia being attacked by four people…

She needed to act fast!

Find a way to disable the “net,” use her powers to call for help, inform Kardesia of the enemies’ locations!

That’s it, even she could do something!

After long silence, common sense asked again: “The net” is surrounded by a lot of people.

How will you handle those tall, well-built, fully-armed superpower users?

With your fists?

Qiluo hesitantly picked up a half brick from the ground.

“Can I, can I use this——aah!”

A terrifying noise erupted nearby; hot shell casings rolled down the street.

A man in black with a heavy machine gun was firing indiscriminately in the middle of the street; bullets poured into the windows beside the road, a few stray ones narrowly missed Qiluo’s hair, causing her to scream.

“Either come out or get killed by a stray bullet!” the burly man in black bellowed, “If you die because of this, it’s on your head, hahaha!”

It’s so shameful; how can someone be so excessive, violent, evil…

She couldn’t even utter such words.

Qiluo’s hands shook uncontrollably; she could barely hold onto the brick.

Her inner voice cackled: Sneak up on him, get behind him, ambush him, knock him out, then take his gun and find the “net,” just like those action movie heroines!

Hurry up!

Didn’t I want to help a friend, so why am I hesitating now?

The worst that could happen is getting hurt—worst come to worst, I’d get a high-tech prosthetic; if I die, then bad luck, no complaints.

Go on!

Why aren’t you moving, Qiluo?

“Uh…”

The girl collapsed on the roadside, moaning softly, overwhelmed.

The earlier excitement faded like an illusion, leaving behind only the grim and merciless reality.

——She couldn’t do it.