小舍得免费观看

Tunic Shelter…

Boom!

An explosive sound reverberated as another dozen buildings were obliterated by the powerful punch of the Grade C Pugilist.

Black Master Abaddon was unbridled in his rampage, his eyes gleamed as an aura of bloodlust radiated from his body.

After the crazy execution of their decades-long plan a week ago and as Clown announced the entrance of the Clown Society into the stage, the psychopaths of the Clown Society became a lot more unbridled.

With the Grade C Superhumans of the planet deterred by Clown\'s trump card, they had all the freedom to cause chaos across the planet.

The upper echelons were not excluded as Black Master Abaddon became the most unrestrained, this maniac had longed for this opportunity.

Unlike Black Master Einstein and Clown who founded the organization due to their grand ambitions for the order of chaos, this Pugilist didn\'t care so much.

He was a pure Pugilist, all he lived for was violence.

Violence was Abaddon\'s super way. From a young age, living in a hard economy, he learned to survive through violence. Killing his strict employer who abused him and other children opened the dam to his rapid growth.

Killing his employer stimulated him to awaken super energy.

What followed was simple, Abaddon went on a killing spree. Everywhere that he went, blood followed, he had an uncanny talent for killing.

At the peak of his powers, Abaddon had an official bounty on his head from over a dozen Shelters, this was rare even for evil rogue Grade C Superhumans.

He went into hiding due to having too many enemies hunting him down.

Now, with the Clown Society in power, Abaddon returned to power. In the current chaotic state of the planet, he was unleashed, he finally felt liberated as his super way could receive expression again after so long.

He felt that if he caused enough violence, this may become the catalyst for him to break his current boundaries and become a stronger Grade C Pugilist.

Black Master Abaddon for the past week was at the forefront of the chaos.

Driven by his violence, he killed and destroyed.

Having attacked 2 different shelters during the past week, he already clashed with 3 different Grade C powerhouses. His targets were mostly Pugilists to test his limits against other practitioners of his domain.

Today, he set his eyes on a new target to fuel his enduring need for violence, the only Grade C Superhuman in Tunic Shelter.

Di Castello was a renowned mercenary of the Mercenary Online organization, he was the face of the Tunic Shelter for decades.

When the chaos started, he took on the task of protecting his shelter.

Today though, Black Master Abaddon led the charge against them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With the powerful Pugilist leading from the front, the psychopaths tore through the compact defenses of the shelter. With this, they liberated the gangs that had been suppressed for the past week, opening a dam of violence.

Unleashed, the gangsters wrath disaster through this shelter. Due to the sheer number of gangs that were waiting for liberation since, as soon as they were unleashed, their momentum became unstoppable.

Following the Grade C Pugilist\'s lead, chaos finally descended in full in Tunic Shelter as the killing and destruction started in earnest.

Each punch from this Black Master harvested dozens of lives.

After killing his way through, leaving a long trail of blood behind him, Black Master Abaddon finally set his eyes on his opponent.

Di Castello wore his iconic casual brown attire with his brown hat, on his hand was a brown wooden rod, a weapon with an Ancient power that he stumbled upon during his rise to power. This weapon aided his journey to the top.

He set his eyes on his enemy. "You shouldn\'t have come to my domain".

Black Master Abaddon smirked. "I go wherever I want".

"Abaddon Specialty: Fist of Destruction!"

Abaddon had no intentions of trading words, he came for violence.

"Castello Specialty: Holy Concentration!"

"Castello Specialty: Bonking Rod of Enlightenment!"

Whoosh!

Crack!

Both abilities collided and it was the airspace that suffered.

The airspace suffered a massive fracture as chaotic space energy started sipping into the atmosphere. The space crack repaired itself soon after and by this time, both powerful Pugilists were already locked in an intense duel.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Their battle seemed to have the potentials of destroying the world.

While both Grade C Superhumans battled fiercely and the shelter descended into total chaos, death, and destruction, a pair of cold and ruthless eyes watched everything that happened sharply as the cold eyes rapidly calculated.

All it took was 3 minutes for Blade to arrive at a plan.

Having done it for days alone, he already fully unlocked his killing potential. When it was related to killing and destruction, his brain seemed to work 10 times faster and in much more ingenious ways that he didn\'t know of before.

\'The more I kill, the more I feel that a dam is opening before me\'.

\'I feel like if I kill Abaddon, my current bottleneck will break\'.

This was an extremely ridiculous claim, a Grade D superhuman killing a Grade C superhuman was literally unheard of but this was Blade\'s goal.

From the first day that his master called him special, he saw himself as special, meeting Legolas perhaps inflated his confidence to a level too high.

He didn\'t know how he would do it, he just wanted to do it.

He clenched his fists. \'I feel a strange power bubbling inside me…"

This strange power inside him pushed Blade to executing his suicide plan, he felt that if he didn\'t go through with it, he would regret it all his life.

Whoosh!

The figure descended from the skies like a black blade cutting through the skies, to some, this was the last thing that they ever saw alive.

"Special Talent: Master of Debuffs!"

"Special Debuff Ability: Demoralizing Roar!"

"Special Debuff Ability: Disorientation!"

"Special Debuff Ability: Ear Curse!"

"Special Talent: Precognition!"

"Special Talent: Swordsman!"

"Special Talent: Ultimate Pugilist!"

"Special Talent: Speed!"

This was a unique talent combination that Blade already mastered.

As soon as the debuffs took effect, the dozens of enemies that surrounded him became disoriented, they could not even pinpoint the intruder anymore.

Following this effect was the Ear Curse as they started hearing the most annoying song that they\'ve ever listened to on a loop, this disoriented them even more. Considering how packed this place was, the effects were amplified.

This was not all, with the Demoralizing Roar, their opportunistic attacks against him became reduced, giving Blade more room and time to maneuver.

Instantly after this, Blade\'s precognition triggered.

He saw their intentions as over a dozen enemies raised their weapons to attack him at specific angles, he analyzed these angles and instantly devised countermeasures to bypass them with the greatest efficiency.

With his swordsman talent, Poseidon\'s Fury literally sang to him.

Blade entered an inspired state as his eyes instantly turned pitch-black.

With this, Blade\'s rampage started.

Whoosh!

He moved like a Flea, a mutated Bug that became so nimble that it was impossible to catch it. He was not a harmless Flea though, even as he moved erratically, so also did Poseidon\'s Fury slash and stab.

He became a Flea that could bite and stab.

Blade left a pool of blood in his wake as he slaughtered psychopaths and gangsters who were adamant in dragging this shelter into chaos.

His rampage instantly attracted attention from all sides.

Despite the attention that he attracted, Blade could not be stopped. He carved his way through the enemies like a hot knife through butter.

His rampage was not chaotic, his rampage was targeted, Blade started with a target in mind. He smashed his way directly to the battlefield of the elites.

Once he got close enough, his very being exploded with extremely aggressive Pugilist energy as he launched himself into the skies.

"Blade Specialty: Poseidon\'s Tsunami Slash!"

Crack!

Blade put his all behind this attack, once again, a fracture appeared in the airspace though it was a smaller one.

Black Master Abaddon did not expect it. Instantly, he felt like he was trapped in an Ocean while being eyed by the predatory eyes of the Ocean God.

He barely moved before the powerful slash smashed against his shoulder, another reason that delayed his reaction was Di Castello.

Boom!

The sharp edge of the sword tore through this Pugilist\'s energy shield before lashing into his skin like a parasite as it tore a few inches in, blood flowed!

Abaddon barely saved his head!

Blade, a Grade D Pugilist injured a Grade C Pugilist!

Despite the momentous achievement, it was still like a cat biting the tail of a Lion, there were repercussions. Abaddon\'s angry eyes turned to glare at the Pugilist, Blade felt his heart skip a beat.

His pitch-black eyes constricted.

"Special Talent: Cell Regeneration!"

Abaddon turned and punched.

BOOM!

*****

For the beast illustrations, go to my discord server through this link https://discord.gg/UX4JpdGN