Chapter 16
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Chapter 16: I Am A Genius In The Headquarters, So It Is A Plus!
As Darren began to charge forward, the ground shook violently beneath him, creating a blast that seemed to be caused by an invisible sledgehammer. He sank into a hole, and mud flew in all directions.
Under the eruption of this inhuman force, Darren's body hurtled forward like a roaring cannonball engulfed in a violent hurricane.
At that instant, Vinsmoke Judge felt suffocation and oppression rush towards his face, a biting chill crawling down his back as if he were targeted by a giant Sea Kings beast. The murderous intent emanating from Rear Admiral Marine felt like a demon emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Even the sea breeze carrying the smell of iron and blood!
"Kill! Get rid of him for the old man!" Vinsmoke Judge screamed with bloodshot eyes, recalling Marine's brutal methods of pirate suppression.
At his command, dozens of clone soldiers picked up their weapons and rushed towards Darren.
When two gleaming long knives slashed towards him, Darren's mouth curled into a slight smile, and he shifted his figure. The blades brushed past his body.
As they passed by, Rear Admiral Marine's hands transformed into steel spears, his palms slicing through the air like knives, and he pierced the throats of two replicant soldiers with incomparable speed.
The bright red blood spurted out, and the clone soldiers' pupils quickly dimmed. Without lingering, Darren eliminated the two men in front of him and charged out once more, his figure like a tiger escaping its cage.
With a defense akin to that of an "Iron Body," he crashed into the ranks of the replicant soldiers. It was as if a tiger had plunged into a flock of sheep, his momentum overwhelming.
From afar, one could see Rear Admiral Marine surrounded by an army of clone soldiers, the sounds of blood and bones being torn apart emanating from the center of the encirclement. Corpse after corpse flew out, splashing blood.
In just ten seconds, the ground had become stained with blood, and fragments of corpses were scattered everywhere.
Gion and Kake, watching from the warship, were shocked. Darren had turned into an efficient and precise killing machine. Wherever he went, none of the clone soldiers, no matter their superior physique, could withstand his fierce close combat. They died at the slightest touch.
Every part of Darren's body became a weapon, reaping lives at a terrifying speed as easily as a gust of wind sweeps away fallen leaves. Bullets, steel knives, tomahawks, long swords—all kinds of weapons struck him without effect, producing only sparks and faint red marks.
Covered in blood, Rear Admiral Darren laughed wildly, his white cloak of justice now dyed blood-red.
"That guy... is enjoying the fun of fighting," Gion said, staring at the presumptuous grin on Marine's face. She remembered how Darren resisted her "slashing iron" swordsmanship the day before. It seemed he wasn't just confident in his defense; he enjoyed the thrill of life hanging by a thread and indulged in the fight!
"This... is really a lunatic!" Gion muttered under her breath.
Kake glanced at her and saw her gaze fixed on Darren's bloodied figure. Suddenly sensing something, he shouted to Flying Squirrel, "Quick! We have to go too! I'm going to drive Vinsmoke Judge away!"
Flying Squirrel, taken aback by Kake's sudden enthusiasm, hesitated. "Are you sure? Rear Admiral Darren doesn't like us interfering with his battles. He's enjoying it now... and besides, our information says that the commander of Germa 66, Vinsmoke Judge, is very powerful, along with the high-tech weapons he developed—"
Before he finished speaking, Kake grabbed the collar of his military uniform. The latter blushed and said viciously, "Damn Flying Squirrel! Who do you think I is? I'm a genius in the headquarters, and it's worth it! A mere Germa 66, how could they be my opponent?" He let go of his hand, turned around suddenly, rolled his small eyes, glanced at Gion from the corner of his eye, and looked in the direction of Germa 66 with dignity, then said in a low voice, pretending to be calm, "It's been a long time since I felt this blood-soaked feeling. I didn't expect someone from North Blue to be able to put such pressure on this genius."
Looking at Kake's "chic" figure, the corner of Flying Squirrel's mouth twitched. He waved his hand resignedly, making a military gesture. The Marines took action immediately, the engine power of the warship was fully activated, and they accelerated towards the battleship group of the Germa Kingdom.
On the other side, there was a bang! The crisp sound was like gold and iron clashing. Several steel knives slashed heavily on Darren's chest, sparks splashed and snapped. The replicant soldiers in front of him looked at the steel knife that was broken in two and their eyes flashed with astonishment. Although they are deprived of pain by Vinsmoke Judge and are not afraid of death or betrayal, basic emotions still exist. They couldn't understand why the body hardness of the man in front of them was harder than the weapons they forged from fine steel. And obviously, compared to the beginning, this Marine's physical defense had become stronger.
"It's almost there... As expected, actual combat is the best way to improve your strength," Darren suddenly laughed. In his "insight" talent perception, after the round of fighting just now, his physique and strength had been greatly improved, especially the physique item, which had already broken through the 60-point mark.
"It's time to get down to business." After the physique increase to 60 points, facing the attack of the clone soldiers showed no obvious improvement effect. Moreover, these guys had been deprived of the emotion of fear, were tireless, and not afraid of death, so continuing to fight with them was just a waste of time. Thinking of this, Darren licked his chapped lips.
A sharp whistle sounded from behind. Several replicant soldiers leaped high and slashed at Darren's neck with steel knives in their hands. But in the next second, they were shocked to find that the long knives they swung stopped suddenly when they were only a palm away from the back of Darren's head.
Buzz, buzz... Suppressed to the ultimate silence, it enveloped the surroundings. The long knife hovering in mid-air kept trembling and buzzing. Then, no one saw Darren move in any way. The ground under his feet suddenly moved! Strips of steel bars lifted from the ground like black pythons, intertwined and turned into a dense black net, covering the clone soldiers. They didn't even have time to react. Their bodies were completely restrained by the intertwining steel bars and then ripped apart.
The steel bars imprisoned their bodies, and both ends were deeply inserted into the dilapidated ground, tightening more and more. Under Vinsmoke Judge's horrified gaze, Darren became the center, with hundreds of clone soldiers within a 100-meter radius all bound by the steel bars that "grew" from the ground and constantly tightening. Blood gushed out. The rusty steel bars cruelly cut their skin and flesh. In just a few seconds, scarlet blood flowed all over the ground. Their bodies were pierced and strangled by entangled steel bars, and various organs were scattered everywhere. The entire battlefield fell silent.
The chief executive of the North Blue Marine stood amidst the rubble of blood-red corpses, with countless steel bars around his body dancing wildly like long black snakes, like a devil emerging from hell.