After living in a stable environment for a long time, living beings gradually forget what danger truly is.
Just like the ordinary humans of Utopia.
When faced with “monsters” confronting “monsters,” they didn’t take it seriously at all.
They even gathered around to watch this “fight between monsters.”
They had no idea that this battle had already far surpassed their understanding and was nothing like the playful scuffles they usually saw.
This was a life-or-death bloodbath!
Flames made of countless bullets erupted toward the crowd.
Before the ordinary people could react, Dark Fang had already arrived directly in front of them at blinding speed.
A single one of these bullets could turn an ordinary person into a bloody pulp.
The magical girl from earlier had only survived thanks to her own magical power’s protection.
But the people behind him were neither magical girls nor ability users. They were real, ordinary humans.
So at this moment, he could not retreat even half a step!
The bullet barrage spanned a full five meters.
Once Dark Fang reached the optimal position, he instantly turned into a series of black shadows.
These weren’t clones—they were afterimages created by his ultra-high-speed movement combined with instantaneous stops.
He caught the bullets with his hands, but their sheer number was terrifying.
With no other choice, Dark Fang had to tank them with his body.
Sharp bullet tips exploded across his biological armor in sprays of blood and sparks.
Every single bullet struck him.
Using his exoskeleton cells, Dark Fang expanded his body to the same size, forming a living wall of flesh to shield the crowd behind him.
The people in the back were frozen in terror at the sight.
This bloody scene was far too extreme for these sheltered civilians.
They stood there like robots that had run out of power, completely stunned.
It wasn’t until a blood-soaked bone claw dropped into the crowd that the student-dressed girl finally screamed in horror.
“Run—run! You’ll die!”
Right then, one bullet slipped past Dark Fang’s defense.
More precisely, it pierced straight through his body and shot toward the crowd.
The black bullet trailed flames as it tore through the abdomen of a man in a suit.
The man’s stomach exploded open.
His organs and intestines spilled out with a rush of blood, scattering across the ground.
Only then did everyone snap out of it and flee in all directions.
That monster covered in guns had just killed someone! It had taken a life—a living, breathing person!
The people of this world were still too kind. Some even tried to carry the man’s corpse away.
Fortunately, no second bullet got past Dark Fang.
At this moment, Dark Fang looked no different from a skeleton with a few strips of flesh hanging off it—miserable beyond words.
Yet he was still moving! Still blocking those bullets!
The continuous barrage lasted a full twenty seconds.
Only when the barrels overheated did the War Armament finally stop firing.
At that instant, a sword aura carrying extreme ice-attribute magic descended from the sky, slamming straight into the War Armament.
“Die!”
White Lion dropped from above with the Ice King Sword in hand.
His full-powered strike sliced off the Gatling on the War Armament’s head and sent the creature’s body flying back.
“Dark Fang!”
After landing, White Lion shouted his name and rushed over anxiously to check on him.
What greeted him was a lifeless pile of bones.
White Lion froze in place, staring in disbelief at the scene before him.
His companion—his comrade—had died right in front of him…
“Damn it!”
The Ice King Sword erupted with overwhelming power.
A thin layer of ice armor covered White Lion’s body.
In this state, he looked like a warrior wielding a holy sword.
At this point, White Lion held nothing back. This was his full strength, and even the Ice King Sword—which he had never fully unleashed before—revealed its true form.
Ice-blue blade, lion-head hilt—this was the Ice King Sword in its completely liberated state.
White Lion charged forward, gripping the hilt with both hands and pouring every ounce of his power into the swing.
He could already feel the recoil splitting the skin between his thumb and forefinger.
The War Armament was sliced clean in half. The moment its body split, several chains shot out from the severed ends.
The chains wrapped around White Lion’s hands and pulled the two halves of the War Armament back together.
The chains were ridiculously tough, and they bound the creature in a spot White Lion couldn’t reach with his sword.
In terms of raw strength, White Lion was completely suppressed.
He could only use his magic power to temporarily resist the chains.
The War Armament had already restored itself. It swung its head-mounted Gatling around, aiming several dark muzzles directly at White Lion’s face.
If Black Dragon didn’t intervene now, White Lion figured he would follow in Dark Fang’s footsteps in the next second.
Suddenly, a pair of blood-red, pitch-black claws seized the War Armament’s head.
It was Dark Fang! He was still alive?!
But Dark Fang’s appearance had changed dramatically.
His already tall 1.9-meter frame had swelled to over two meters.
The purple accents on his biological armor had been replaced by blood red.
The abdominal muscles were twisted into grotesque shapes that looked like long-rotted wounds—utterly horrifying.
Dark Fang had evolved.
If not for a few remaining recognizable features, even White Lion might not have identified him.
The revived Dark Fang gripped the back of the War Armament’s head—a layer of tank treads meant for defense.
Then he yanked backward with both hands.
Crack—!
The metallic snapping sound rang out once more. The War Armament’s head, along with the chain-like “spine” that supported its body, was ripped out in one brutal pull!
Dark Fang didn’t stop. He lifted the War Armament’s head overhead and crushed it with both hands. With a bang, the head shattered into fragments.
He still wasn’t done. Two pairs of blood-red, pitch-black claws pierced straight through the War Armament’s remaining body. Along with the chains binding White Lion, the creature’s body suddenly exploded into pieces.
Anti-human: War Armament.
Eliminated.
***
Amazon Omega (Crimson Dark Fang)
Basic Data:
Height: 201.5 cm, Weight: 120.6 kg;
Punch Strength: 60 tons, Kick Strength: 71 tons; Jump Height: 200 m, 100 m Dash: 0.9 s
Appearance: Main color scheme black + blood red
Core Abilities: Wild Brawling, finishing move Severing Technique; generates thorns when emotionally agitated; rapid magic power replenishment and recovery; heightened senses, material transparency; complete cellular control; magic power supply; Devourer; Undying Warrior (overall strength receives further enhancement after entering a near-death state and rapidly recovering).