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The Tyrant clutched its wounded shoulder and retreated rapidly, its massive body crashing through debris as it fled deeper into the laboratory. Unlike ordinary zombies, it still possessed reason. It knew pain. It knew fear. And it knew that the two beings before it were not prey that could be easily devoured.
Alice dropped to her knees.
She pulled the replica Alice into her arms, holding her tightly as if afraid she might vanish if released. The replica's body trembled uncontrollably, every muscle spasming as the remnants of life struggled to remain. Her pale fingers weakly clutched at Alice's clothes.
The replica looked up at her.
Their faces were identical—same eyes, same lips, same scars. Yet in those eyes, there was something Alice could never forget: helplessness.
The replica's lips moved slightly. She wanted to say something. Perhaps she wanted to scream. Perhaps she wanted to ask why. But no sound came out. Slowly, painfully, her eyes lost focus and closed forever.
A sharp pain flashed through Alice's eyes.
She carefully laid the replica down, as though laying a sleeping child to rest. With trembling hands, Alice removed her coat and gently covered the lifeless body, hiding that familiar face from the cruel world.
"I must kill him."
Alice stood up slowly. Her voice was calm—too calm. It carried a coldness deeper than rage.
"Let's go. Kill him."
Jack turned and walked forward without hesitation.
At a corner littered with shattered equipment and dried blood, Jack bent down and picked up the blade stained with fresh crimson. He handed it back to Alice. "Your blade. It seems he's nearby."
Alice's fingers closed around the hilt. The familiar weight steadied her heartbeat.
"There's no need to hide." Alice raised her voice, echoing through the ruins. "Come out. I know you're here."
"Roar—!"
A deep, distorted roar reverberated through the laboratory. From behind a massive stone pillar, a huge figure stepped forward. Broken concrete crumbled beneath its feet as the Tyrant emerged, its mutated body still oozing blood.
Alice stared at it coldly. "I thought you'd keep hiding."
"You cannot kill me." The Tyrant's hoarse voice echoed unnaturally. "I always believed you would be the future of humanity. Now I understand—I will be the future of humanity."
Jack laughed softly, eyes filled with ridicule. "Looking at your ugly appearance, it's really unclear where your confidence comes from."
"You court death!"
The Tyrant roared in fury. Its right arm extended, fingers stretching unnaturally. In an instant, three massive, razor-sharp tentacles burst forth, slicing through the air as they lunged toward Wu Yang.
Wu Yang's pupils shrank.
Thought Power surged instantly. An invisible force slammed into the tentacles, halting them mid-air. The tentacles trembled violently, unable to advance even an inch.
"Let's play together."
Jack shouted, his voice carrying excitement rather than fear. His Thought Power compressed, transformed, and erupted outward as a violent pulse wave.
Hōng—hōng—hōng!
The ground shattered. Concrete exploded upward as the pulse wave slammed into the Tyrant's body.
"Roar—!"
The Tyrant let out a pained roar as its massive body was sent flying backward. It crashed into a wall with overwhelming force, smashing it apart. Dust, debris, and broken stone filled the air.
For five full seconds, rubble rained down.
Then—
From the collapsing wall, the Tyrant stood up again. Its body was damaged, flesh torn open, bones visible beneath shredded muscle. It staggered forward several steps, yet still refused to fall.
"I told you… you cannot kill me."
"Roar—!"
The Tyrant slammed both feet into the ground. A terrifying shockwave erupted outward, like a tsunami of force, blasting toward Jack and Alice.
Jack's hair and clothes whipped violently in the raging wind. He squinted slightly. "Such a big fellow, yet all flash and no substance."
A sudden eruption of shockwave burst from Wu Yang's body. His force collided directly with the Tyrant's attack.
Bang!
The collision created a deafening explosion. Energy rippled outward, obliterating everything in its path. Walls collapsed. Equipment was crushed. The entire area transformed into ruins.
Dust slowly settled.
From beneath the debris, Jack stood up calmly, brushing dust from his clothes. "Good power. You're finally worth playing with for a while."
Across from him, the Tyrant also rose from the rubble. Its eyes locked onto Jack. "I know you. You are Wu Yang."
Jack nodded lightly. "That's right. This great one is Wu Yang."
"I must eat you!"
The Tyrant roared and charged forward with explosive speed.
"Then let's see if you have that ability." Jack sneered.
The Tyrant rushed in front of Wu Yang. Three tentacles swept out violently. "I do not die! I will become everyone's god!"
"A god?" Jack grabbed the incoming tentacles effortlessly. "Your speed is too slow."
With a violent pull—
The three tentacles were torn apart.
"Roar—!"
The Tyrant screamed in agony.
"This great one told you," Wu Yang said coldly, "this is true power."
One of Wu Yang's hands clamped down on the Tyrant's head. The other pressed firmly against its shoulder.
Huā lā!
A sickening tearing sound echoed.
Wu Yang twisted sharply.
Blood erupted like a fountain as the Tyrant's head was ripped clean from its body. The headless corpse collapsed instantly.
"Only a Tyrant, yet you dared to act arrogant."
Jack casually tossed the severed head aside.
The Tyrant's head hit the ground, mouth still moving. "Impossible… I… I do not die…"
"You don't die?" Jack said lightly. "That ends now."
"I will make him truly die."
Alice stepped forward, blade in hand. Without hesitation, she split the Tyrant's head cleanly in two.
Silence fell.
"Really an attractive blade." Jack walked up beside Alice.
Alice smiled faintly. "It really is attractive. Want to try it, Wu Yang?"
Before the words fully faded—
The blade slashed suddenly toward Jack.
Jack caught it firmly with his bare hand. "Your desire to kill this great one is quite intense."
"That's right." Alice's voice was ice-cold. "Either you die, or I do."
She kicked out suddenly.
Jack released the blade and retreated two steps. A dangerous gleam flashed through his eyes. "Alice, I won't let you die. But are you prepared to bear the price?"
Alice roared.
Thought Power erupted violently from her body and slammed into Wu Yang.
Jack was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the ground. His clothes tore apart, and a deep wound ripped open across his abdomen, blood flowing freely.
Jack stood up slowly. "A very fierce strike."
Alice staggered. Her face twisted in pain. Using Thought Power at such intensity caused severe, stabbing pain to surge through her brain.
"Prepared to withstand my anger?"
Wu Yang's figure blurred.
In the next instant, he appeared behind Alice and restrained her arms tightly.
Alice struggled violently, but it was useless. "Let go of me! Let go!"
"I can't allow that."
Jack whispered near her ear. His hand suddenly tore downward.
Rip—
Alice's sleeveless coat was torn apart.