The toys conjured by the Jester all bore诡异 (guǐyì - eerie) smiles, and his body twitched erratically like a madman.
Then, several bamboo helicopters were inserted into the Jester’s head, shoulders, and lower back. As their blades spun, the Jester levitated as if in jest!
“Red Beard, you will pay for what you have done.”
The toy soldiers and the tanks and planes opened fire. Though made of plastic, the bullets they fired were all too real.
Moreover, these were no ordinary bullets; they were special ammunition, more potent than demon-hunting rounds.
Red Beard was instantly engulfed by the projectiles. The fire and explosions made the very ground tremble slightly, but after the toys ceased fire, Red Beard remained unharmed, standing his ground.
Two scrapped shields lay beside him; it was with these shields that he had defended against the barrage of gunfire.
As a魔器 (móqì - demonic artifact) blacksmith, Red Beard possessed quite a few similar small toys.
Witnessing this, Wen Wen sighed softly.
From the battle between these two alone, it was evident that once a super-powered individual reached the Disaster Upper Order, ordinary humans were practically helpless against them. From the "Su Dan Fiction Network" reference.
With those toys alone, they could easily annihilate ten times their number in human troops, and this was merely the Jester’s probing attack.
If not for the Hunter Association’s constant efforts to maintain balance, forcefully suppressing all emerging super-powered organizations, the world’s structure would have long since changed.
Even Wen Wen himself was, in a way, a terrifying ‘monster’.
Red Beard flicked his wrist, and from an unknown source, he produced a hammer that flowed with lava.
With a mighty swing towards the plastic soldiers, the ground beneath the soldiers cracked open, spewing lava incessantly. The intense heat of the lava melted the plastic, which then solidified into hard stones.
The Jester paid no mind to the attrition of these soldiers; as long as his ability remained active, he could create as many as he wished.
The giant robot and the dinosaur toy also began to move. The robot unleashed beams of laser, while the dinosaur toy spewed forth long, pale flames.
Although their movements were clumsy and stiff, there was no doubt that each attack possessed the intensity of the Disaster Upper Order.
Red Beard was not to be outdone. The diminutive man let out a roar, and his beard, which blazed like fire, became bright and scorching hot. The entire person seemed like a red-hot iron man.
He then took out several more super-powered items he had forged, charging towards the Jester’s toy army with a furious roar. The chaotic and complex battle thus commenced.
Wen Wen watched with keen interest, “The Jester’s ability is interesting; it’s control over plastic… no, it’s the ability to animate toys.”
“Red Beard’s strength is astonishing, and his body’s high temperature is somewhat troublesome, but his personal combat ability is not outstanding. Without that hammer, he would truly struggle to contend with the Jester.”
Meanwhile, Barcode beside him understood nothing, only feeling that the battle had surpassed his comprehension. If he were to get involved, he would be utterly annihilated within moments.
Wen Wen glanced at Barcode and chuckled, “Are you scared? Heh, I overlooked that. This level of combat might be a bit much for you. You can leave.”
“Really?” Barcode was somewhat disbelieving that Wen Wen would be so kind.
“However, don’t stray too far. I’ll have tasks for you later, and I’ll find you then,” Wen Wen said, gently patting Barcode on the shoulder.
Upon receiving Wen Wen’s permission, Barcode immediately fled into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
He intended to leave this city immediately and flee far away. In any case, the farther he was from this Wen Wen fellow, the better. Only a fool would wait for Wen Wen to come back for him.
“Naive, so naive.”
Wen Wen shook his head. When he had patted Barcode moments ago, he had left a mark on his shoulder.
With this mark, Wen Wen could find him again anytime by recruiting containment personnel.
Wen Wen’s earlier statement about helping Barcode reclaim his organization was not mere talk; he genuinely intended to do so.
The Jester had stolen the assassin organization ‘Codename’. After today, they would undoubtedly be severely weakened, and Wen Wen could easily reclaim the organization by sending a few monsters.
Of course, Wen Wen’s intention in helping Barcode was not out of kindness, but to absorb the organization into the Foundation.
Feng Ruixing could only ensure the Foundation had wealth and influence in the ordinary world. To gain a foothold in the super-powered world, Wen Wen needed to put more thought into it.
Although he had sent Wei Su before, the forces there were still too weak. If there was a super-powered assassin organization, the Foundation’s foundation would be somewhat stronger.
While Wen Wen did not intend for the Foundation to engage in the assassination industry, having those assassins hunt monsters was just as good. After all, it was all about receiving payment for clandestine assassinations.
The fierce battle raged on, leaving Wen Wen somewhat idle.
Neither Red Beard nor the Jester perceived Wen Wen as a significant threat. Red Beard even considered Wen Wen merely as raw material.
Wen Wen did not feel overlooked; he could use this opportunity to sneak into Red Beard’s lair.
Red Beard had mentioned before that he had already forged the sword blank for the demonic sword, and Wen Wen was extremely interested in it.
Although Wen Wen had already found the sword of his heart, he still needed a long sword that resonated with his intentions to better unleash his strength.
He quietly slipped to the back of the factory, cutting an entrance through the thick metal surrounding the forging room. Then, emitting a chilling aura, he entered the factory.
Inside, the factory was divided into two areas separated by a wire mesh. From the outer roof beams, one dried and roasted corpse after another was hung by iron locks.
The expressions of these corpses were ferocious and terrifying, and their postures were bizarre. Most people would have nightmares upon seeing them.
Even though the temperature here was like a furnace, Wen Wen could still feel a chill.
“The souls of these corpses… have not dispersed; they remain imprisoned within their bodies, enduring the torment of prolonged high temperatures!”
“Red Beard is using these bodies to construct an environment, an environment suitable for the birth of a demonic sword.”
“But even if everyone here deserved their fate, this is still a bit excessive…”
Wen Wen waved his hand, releasing several water cards to gently lower all the corpses from the beams. He then set a fire, using the ability of the oxygen-absorbing sheep demon to fuel it, completely incinerating them.
Amidst the raging inferno, something seemed to twist and dance. These entities bowed to Wen Wen one by one before vanishing into the air.
These were the souls about to dissipate, expressing their gratitude to Wen Wen.