180 Chapter 180: I'm Built Different

"I've been ready for this."

Scar's eyes flashed as her psychic power immediately emanated from her body, influencing particle matter. Her psychic influence vibrated the strings, bending them at will. Space and time overlapped, bending and twisting into a psychic transmission channel. This psychic channel traversed the starry sky, chasing after H'el, who had been sent flying, like a three-dimensional serpent depicted on a translucent map, swallowing him whole.

In an instant, within the transmission channel, the surroundings were filled with distorted fleeting images: the dinosaur era, Tyrannosaurus rex roaring skyward; apes discovering fire; the first emperor of some country wielding his sword as he marched; King Arthur and his twelve knights gathering, gazing up at their empire from on high; green and white Martians erupting into surface warfare on Mars, and various other scenes that had occurred flashed continuously at the edge of H'el's vision within the psychic transmission channel.

Light is the best medium for recording, hidden deep within the universe, becoming the vast and intricate information scattered throughout the cosmos. Now, within the psychic transmission channel, it rapidly emerged as swift lines.

H'el felt the bones in the center of his chest shatter, collapsing inward. Pain surged upwards, and a metallic taste flooded his throat.

"Hahahaha!!"

This was the first time in a while he had experienced pain since obtaining this power. The excruciating sensation made him burst into laughter, unable to stop the joyous sound.

Amidst his laughter within the transmission channel, he simultaneously activated his string vision, scanning the composition of the psychic transmission channel.

At the entrance of the psychic transmission channel, Yak was the first to enter, charging towards the airborne H'el, followed by Scar, who activated the channel, Apollo, and Athena wielding her divine staff. Finally, from the void, Artemis, who had been hidden, leaped out.

She had a graceful figure, full of dynamism, with a cold and beautiful face. She wore a short hunting skirt, her long and glossy legs covered in armor, her upper body clad in armor, and she held a shining golden bow with golden arrows, ready for the hunt at any moment. Light and agile, she leaped out of the void and into the psychic transmission channel.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The psychic transmission channel moved exceptionally fast. H'el, carrying the residual impact, burst out of the psychic transmission channel, crashing into a meteorite in the asteroid belt, repeatedly colliding with seventeen meteorites. Finally, he slammed into a larger, iron-rich meteorite, leaving a deep crater and cracks from the impact force, continuously flying backward and colliding with a large group of meteorite streams.

H'el's mouth cracked open, fresh blood from his throat seeping onto his snow-white teeth, droplets of blood floating out from his mouth.

With almost no time difference, Yak arrived near H'el, his gaze piercing through H'el's smile. He turned, arcing through the meteorite stream, swiftly arriving behind H'el and striking him.

Boom!

H'el's meteorite beneath him shattered into pieces, as a tremendous force struck him from behind, tearing through his sensory nerves with intense pain that penetrated to his marrow.

The front of his chest, which had been caved in by Apollo, and the shattered sternum, were directly sent flying out from behind by Yak, causing H'el's body to arch backward like a shrimp and fly forward.

Under the immense force once again, H'el flew directly towards Scar, Apollo, and Athena.

"Crush that Kryptonian!"

A massive psychic power emanated from Scar's hands, materializing into substance. She twisted the surrounding meteorites into countless microscopic particles, controlling them to infiltrate H'el's body.

With a fierce manipulation of the material formed by her psychic power and the magnetic fields induced by the surrounding microscopic particles, she violently tore outward.

Even the renowned and densely packed material of a white dwarf star would easily be torn apart by her due to the disruption of its magnetic field from various internal and external magnetic field waves.

Yet, H'el's eyes held a smile as he bared his bloodied white teeth, extremely satisfied with her manipulation.

The grotesquely twisted right half of Scar's face froze in place, the flames of her hatred almost tangible as her eyes, now significantly enlarged by her psychic power, turned fiercely.

"He's learning my psychic manipulation techniques!" The realization flashed in her mind as the material within H'el's body, which had entered him during their first psychic clash, ceased to respond. He quickly learned to operate her psychic power techniques.

Scar flashed back to the first time H'el reacted to her psychic assault.

H'el's psychic manipulation techniques were undoubtedly formidable, and currently, there was no one who could match his psychic power. However, when it came to psychic power, it had always been an individual's research.

Compared to cosmic guardians like Scar, who had been developing their psychic power for countless megayears since the dawn of the universe, mastering techniques to manipulate matter on a microscopic scale and construct fields of microscopic particles that blur the line between reality and illusion, he was undoubtedly lacking in terms of technique.

But unfortunately, H'el's psychic power was stronger than Scar's, and his ability to learn was even more powerful. In an instant, he learned another psychic technique from Scar.

Scar's heart sank as she changed her attack strategy. Instead of tearing through H'el's body from within, she transformed her psychic power into tangible forces of self-interaction, invisibly striking at the concave spot on his back and hitting him again, sending H'el flying directly into Apollo and Athena.

"Weaken his flesh with divine magic!" Scar realized that his physical body wasn't as formidable as Doomsday's!

But!

The wisdom he possessed, the ability to instantly learn his own psychic manipulation techniques, was definitely a presence that was difficult to control and resolve.

"I don't need you to coach me."

Apollo clenched his fist, and from his black, armor-like skin, erupted a scorching divine power, accompanied by all the weaknesses of the Kryptonians he had collected. Watching H'el being sent flying towards him, he said:

"Destiny, I reject you!"

Apollo's fists struck H'el's various joints like raindrops, followed by the neural transmissions within the muscles of his body, reaching every part of his movement circuitry.

H'el was like a rag, being beaten by Apollo in midair. If his expression wasn't a smile, it would have been a disaster.

"Hahaha..." Apollo couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw H'el's smile.

At the same time, Athena calmly reversed her staff, turning it into a sharp cross sword. The sword was imbued with all the divine magic curses against Kryptonians, such as corruption, decay, weakness, and so on.

Athena held the cross sword, the bane of Kryptonians, in both hands, appearing directly behind H'el. She pierced through his heart from behind, the icy tip of the sword protruding from his chest, blood dripping from the tip like pearls, floating in space.

"Since ancient times, we have been engaged in genetic slaughter of Kryptonians, knowing you inside and out."

"We have killed too many Kryptonians, to the point of boredom. You have no hope, Kryptonian!"

Athena's dignified face remained composed, as if killing a Kryptonian was nothing out of the ordinary.

They had done this too many times.

So many that Athena faced a Kryptonian without any ripples in her heart.

H'el placed his right hand on the sword piercing his chest, smiling with pity in his eyes.

"That's because you haven't met me..."

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