"Quake, is this your secret weapon?" Policeman was an old rival of Quake's. After they met, he stepped forward and said, "Is it some kind of synthetic creature? Or a modified human like you?"

"Hmph...your shallow knowledge can only make such deductions..." Quake turned around and looked at Policeman.

"What did you say?" Policeman's voice rose.

"Need a hint?" Facing the heroes, Quake's momentum returned. He resumed his usual domineering attitude and said in a deep voice, "Half a cosmic era ago, I stole an 'Ancient Chronicle' from the Sloughray National Museum, remember?"

As soon as he said this, the faces of the other three, except for Hardman, changed drastically. Of course, since they were masked, it wasn't very obvious.

"You...could it be that you..." Policeman stuttered.

"You bastard..." Disfigureman cursed in a hoarse voice.

"Actually released that kind of monster..." Somersaultman added angrily.

"What's going on?" Hardman turned his head and looked at his three companions.

Judging from the reactions of the three, they seemed to already know what Quake had done, as well as the identity of the strange humanoid creature.

"I'll explain later if there's time..." At this moment, Policeman was tense, cautiously looking at the Blood Corpse God behind Quake, "In short...Quake dug up a legendary ancient monster, which is the guy next to him."

"Be careful, Hardman..." Somersaultman also said, "According to legend, that monster has destroyed many planets, is extremely powerful, and specializes in eating highly intelligent life."

"Oh?" Hardman responded indifferently and subconsciously took a few steps forward, "Is that so?"

"Hehehe..." Seeing Hardman's reaction, the Blood Corpse God also laughed, "'Hardman'...is it? I can see that you are the most delicious among them."

"Delicious?" Hardman repeated these two words, then chuckled, "Only my first ex-wife used that word to describe me." As he spoke, he took out a wad of chewing tobacco from his windbreaker pocket and put it in his mouth, chewing hard, "Tsk...I remember...tsk tsk...I was eighteen that year...tsk...I had already failed a grade for eleven years, was an alcoholic, and a chain smoker...tsk...and I finally married my homeroom teacher." He smacked his lips nonchalantly and said a line full of faults, "Tsk tsk...now that I think about it...I was really green back then..."

After hearing this, all four Sloughrayians present cast incomparably admiring glances at him.

The corners of the Blood Corpse God's mouth twitched twice, feeling an indescribable strange feeling (ballache). He didn't expect his magical, slightly homoerotic intimidation to be met with such a reaction.

"Alright, tsk tsk...enough small talk...ptui..." Hardman spat out the chewing tobacco after chewing for a short while, and looked at Quake and the Blood Corpse God, "You two come at me together, I'll take care of you both at once."

"Ha! Hahahaha..." The Blood Corpse God laughed loudly, "Hearing such a joke before a meal is really appetizing!"

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

In the next second, Hardman moved like a rabbit, and appeared directly in front of the Blood Corpse God, delivering a straight punch to the opponent's face.

Bang—

When the fist hit the target, it made an explosive sound, and stirred up a cloud of boiling dust.

"How was the taste of my thirty-times-the-speed-of-sound straight punch?" After Hardman threw this terrifying punch, he still spoke in a calm tone, "This can even dent the outer armor of a spaceship."

He didn't expect the other party to answer his question, because he believed that the moment his fist connected, the monster must have died.

But...

"You actually asked me how it tastes?" The Blood Corpse God's voice immediately sounded.

In the dissipating white smoke, the Blood Corpse God stood still, the head that had been hit hard was unchanged, not even a bruise could be seen: "If I had to say...it would be 'painless' I guess."

"What's going on with this guy..." Hardman was shocked, and immediately gathered a vast force and threw another punch.

Bang—another burst of hot mist scattered.

This time, he hit the Blood Corpse God's abdomen, and the force of the blow was even greater than before.

"Sorry, I was careless just now, I was too naive to think I could solve you with seventy percent of my strength." Hardman said after throwing the second punch, "This full-strength blow is an apology to you."

"Is that all?" Unexpectedly, the Blood Corpse God's tepid response came again.

At that moment, Hardman's expression changed drastically, his first reaction was to stomp his feet and retreat quickly.

"Hmph..." The Blood Corpse God still didn't move, letting Hardman retreat, "I thought I could play with you a little longer..." He sneered, "Hehe...what a pity. If this is your 'full strength', then I really don't need to waste time with you."

"Hardman, let's go together!" At this time, Policeman shouted from the side, "If the four of us join forces, we will definitely be able to..."

"Do you think I'm dead?" Suddenly, a voice interrupted Policeman's words.

In the same second, Quake's figure had already rushed in front of Policeman, and the collision carrying the superpower barrier came crashing down.

At this moment, Policeman's attention was still on the battle between the Blood Corpse God and Hardman, and he couldn't react in time, watching as he was about to be hit. Fortunately...another figure appeared in time, grabbed his shoulder, and dragged him back a distance like lightning.

The one who took action to rescue him was undoubtedly the hero with "a thousand or several hundred super practical backward movement techniques"—Somersaultman.

"Thank you, Somersaultman, I owe you one." Policeman immediately turned his head and said after escaping the danger.

"You've already owed me a thousand or eight hundred times, I can't even count them." Somersaultman joked.

Although he was joking, the expression on his face was not relaxed at all. Somersaultman also saw that the monster in front of him...Hardman probably couldn't handle it alone, they had to help a little. But...there was still Quake next to him. In a one-on-one fight, Quake was not afraid of any city-level hero. If he wanted to contain these three members of the Sloughray League, it would be impossible to determine the winner, at least in the short term.

"Your levels are not worthy of competing with Chief Blood Corpse God." In front of outsiders, Quake still decided to call the Blood Corpse God Chief, because he felt that calling him "Master" seemed a bit embarrassing, "It's enough for me to take care of you!"

As expected, Quake did intend to fight three against one, but he never expected...

"I don't need you to meddle in my business." The Blood Corpse God's voice then sounded, "You step aside and watch, don't disturb my meal."

Quake's flattery backfired, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart, and a bit of embarrassment appeared on his face, but he couldn't lose his temper and didn't dare to, so...he did as he was told.

"You with the eye mask." After a slight pause, the Blood Corpse God looked at Policeman again, "You just wanted to say...if the four of us join forces, we will definitely be able to defeat me, right?" He took a few steps forward, opened his arms, "Come, try."

When the four heroes heard this, they looked at each other. The Blood Corpse God's undisguised contempt quickly ignited four fires in the hearts of the four.

Shua shua shua shua—

The four figures rushed up almost at the same time, using their respective killer moves towards the Blood Corpse God from four directions.

"Hardman Iron Fist!"

"Baton Hundred Crack Strike!"

"Somersault Axe Leg!"

"Look at my face!"

Fists, feet, weapons, mental pollution...unsparing moves, fierce as angry waves.

Facing the encirclement of the four, the Blood Corpse God still stood still, in a posture of letting them hit him.

Five seconds later, the chaotic sounds and collisions ended.

The Blood Corpse God, who was unscathed, scanned the four people around him with indifferent eyes: "Very good, the ingredients have been fully exercised..." He paused for half a second, "It's about time...to add some seasoning."

After saying that, he moved his mind, and an invisible force field opened, enveloping the four heroes.