Actual combat effect

"Just this building!" Anthony exclaimed as he heard the roaring sound. He swiftly entered the apartment complex and lightly moved a few steps, quickly spotting the Reaper's figure.

"Don't... don't kill me!" a male survivor pleaded in fear, retreating backward. As he passed by the little girl, he suddenly grabbed her, trembling, and said, "You... you want to eat humans, right? Eat her, children's flesh tastes the best!"

"You animal! Let go of my daughter! Let go of my daughter!" The woman, disregarding the Reaper in front of her, rushed towards the man.

With a roar, the Reaper swung its massive scythe, viewing humans of all sizes as its food. Seeing this, the man immediately threw the little girl out of his grasp. "Mommy..."

"My precious daughter!" the woman screamed desperately, jumping to catch her daughter, ignoring the scythe that was about to pierce through both of them.

A loud crash shook the ground. The Reaper's enormous scythe was severed cleanly, falling to the ground. From the severed arm, blue-colored slime splattered outward, causing the Reaper to roar in pain. It turned its head towards the direction the katana had flown from.

Another loud roar, as if it wanted to tear apart the human in front of it. Anthony wasn't about to tolerate its behavior. With a swift step and a punch, he lunged towards the Reaper.

Anthony's speed was remarkable. With just one punch, he sent the Reaper crashing through the wall and flying from the upper floor. He then picked up the katana, paying no attention to the shaken mother and daughter, and leaped down from the damaged wall.

"Did my eyes deceive me? I swear I just saw someone jump down from upstairs," the woman thought she might be hallucinating, but her daughter in her arms, with her bright and sparkling eyes, confirmed what she had seen.

The other survivors were relieved to have survived. A large cracked area appeared on the ground in the neighborhood. The dazed Reaper shook its head, shook off the cement on its body, and quickly ran toward the outskirts of the neighborhood.

"Trying to escape?" Anthony sneered. After landing on the ground, he propelled himself forward and chased after the Reaper. The Reaper was fast. In the blink of an eye, it reached the main street, letting out a mournful roar. It turned around, and its gray eyes gradually lit up with a red glow, fixating on Anthony, as if it wanted to tear him into pieces.

"Entering a rage state, huh?" Anthony licked his lips, feeling more excited than afraid. The battle with the Reaper would compensate for his lack of experience in fighting first-order mutants.

"Come on!" Anthony shouted loudly. The Reaper reacted to the sound. It launched itself, descending rapidly, with only its scythe cutting through the air, emitting a whistling sound.

"Perfect timing!" Anthony gripped the katana, standing his ground as he swung his blade towards the scythe. The sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the entire Rose Avenue. Despite the tremendous force, Anthony didn't retreat a step, while the Reaper, due to the excessive power, had a sizable gash in its scythe. The scythe separated from the katana, and the Reaper took a few steps backward before crouching down and leaping up, bringing down the enormous scythe from above.

"Oh!" Anthony sneered, raising his sword to block. A piercing buzz sounded as the cement road beneath Anthony's feet sank, but he stood tall like an unyielding pillar, unmoved.

"Is that all you've got? If that's the case, then the game ends here." Anthony had completely adapted to the Reaper's attack patterns. Left and right slashes, diving slashes or diagonal slashes, and jumping downward slashes. It was just a repetitive cycle.

With a burst of strength, Anthony sent the Reaper flying with a push, then swung his long sword with his right hand, making his body suddenly disappear from its original position. A flash of blade light passed by. The next moment, a massive head shot up into the sky, only to fall back to the ground. The headless corpse spewed out a large amount of blue liquid like a fountain.

Flicking the blood off his Tang sword, Anthony walked calmly towards the Reaper's head. He lightly tapped the tip of the sword a few times, and a transparent zombie crystal appeared before his eyes. He put it into his backpack, and at that moment, a roaring wind came from behind his head.

Without hesitation, Anthony shouted angrily and turned around, blocking with his fist. The air exploded from the impact. The tremendous force on his arm sent him flying backward for over ten meters before he landed. "Damn, the strength of this Crusher is terrifying!" Anthony rubbed his numb arm and looked at the Crusher with a provocative gaze, shouting loudly, "Big guy, you've got some strength. Come at me if you dare!"

The Crusher felt the provocation from the human before it, and with an infuriated roar, it ran towards Anthony with its fists. With each step it took, the ground cracked beneath its feet.

"Come on." Anthony was full of fighting spirit. He simply placed his Tang sword lightly on the ground, clenched his fists, cracking his knuckles, and assumed a combat stance. Today, he wanted to see just how strong this monster really was.

The Crusher had already arrived, swinging its massive fist viciously towards Anthony's head. It was a perfect opportunity to test the effectiveness of his training in the gym. Anthony took a deep breath and threw a punch to meet it, without using his Spirit to enhance his strength.

The two fists collided rapidly. At the moment of impact, Anthony felt the incredibly powerful force on his fist. However, just as this force was about to shatter his finger bones, Anthony used his other fist as a pivot point and violently shook his wrist. Instantly, the direction of the big fist's attack changed, aiming towards the side.

"Effective!" Anthony confirmed the result of his experiment. Taking advantage of the Crusher's inertia from its punch, he struck its arm fiercely with his fist. The punch was ferocious, and upon hitting the arm, the surface of the muscular limb visibly dented, with faint bone cracking sounds. Under this tremendous force, the Crusher was violently smashed to the ground.

Quickly getting up, the Crusher looked in astonishment at its own arm, seemingly unable to believe that this small prey in front of it had such great strength.

"Come at me again!" Anthony roared. The Crusher wasted no time, immediately turning around and charging at Anthony with large strides. Once again, using the technique of unloading force and seizing the opportunity to strike its arm, the Crusher was smashed to the ground.

Getting up again, Anthony repeated the same pattern. He exchanged blows over a dozen times, and now he was adept at unloading force on the Crusher. This time, instead of throwing punches, he returned the Tang sword to his right hand. The Tang sword was unsheathed. "The battle is about to end."