“Quake, is this your secret weapon?” Policeman and Quake were old rivals; after seeing each other, he was the first to step forward and say, “Is it some kind of synthetic creature? Or a modified human like you?”

“Hmph… your shallow knowledge can only lead you to such deductions…” Quake turned around, looking at Policeman.

“What did you say?” Policeman’s voice rose.

“Need I give you 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 Slore National Museum, remember?”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the other three, except for Tough Guy, changed abruptly. Of course, since they were masked, it wasn't very obvious.

“You… could it be that you…” Policeman stammered.

“You bastard…” Disfigurement Man muttered in a hoarse voice.

“Actually releasing that kind of monster…” Backflip Man added angrily.

“What’s going on?” Tough Guy turned his head and looked at his three companions.

Judging from their reactions, they seemed to know what Quake had done, and the identity of the strange humanoid creature.

“There’ll be time to explain later…” At this moment, Policeman was tense, looking warily 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, Tough Guy…” Backflip Man also said, “According to legend, that monster has destroyed many planets, is incredibly powerful, and only eats highly intelligent life.”

“Oh?” Tough Guy responded calmly, taking a few steps forward unconsciously, “Is that so?”

“Hehehe…” Seeing Tough Guy’s reaction, the Blood Corpse God also laughed, “'Tough Guy'... is it? I can tell that you are the most delicious among them.”

“Delicious?” Tough Guy repeated the word, 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 stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it vigorously, “Tsk… I remember… tsk tsk… that year I was eighteen… tsk… I had already failed eleven grades, was addicted to alcohol, and never let go of a cigarette… tsk… I finally married my homeroom teacher.” He smacked his lips nonchalantly, uttering a line full of flaws, “Tsk tsk… looking back… I was really naive back then…”

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

The Blood Corpse God’s mouth twitched a couple of times, feeling an indescribable strange sensation (ball ache). He never expected that his demonic, slightly homoerotic threat would ultimately elicit such a reaction.

“Alright, tsk tsk… enough small talk… ptooey…” Tough Guy spat out the 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 all at once.”

“Ha! Hahahaha…” The Blood Corpse God laughed loudly, “To hear such a joke before dinner, it’s really appetizing!”

Before he finished speaking, an unexpected event occurred.

In the next second, Tough Guy moved like a rabbit released from its cage, appearing directly in front of the Blood Corpse God, and delivered a straight punch to his face.

Bang—

When the fist hit its target, it actually made an explosive sound, and raised a cloud of boiling dust.

“How do you like the taste of my thirty-times-boosted straight punch?” After delivering this terrifying punch, Tough Guy’s tone of voice was still calm and composed, “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 made contact, the monster would inevitably be killed.

However…

“You actually asked me how it tastes?” The Blood Corpse God’s voice immediately rang out.

In the dissipating white smoke, the Blood Corpse God remained motionless, the head that had taken the brunt of the impact was unchanged, without even a bruise, “If I had to say… it would be ‘neither painful nor itchy’.”

“What… is going on with this guy…” Tough Guy was secretly shocked, and immediately gathered a surge of power, throwing another punch.

Bang—another burst of hot mist scattered.

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

“Sorry, I was careless just now, I was too naive to think I could take care of you with seventy percent of my strength.” After delivering the second punch, Tough Guy said again, “This full-strength attack is an apology to you.”

“Is that all you’ve got?” Unexpectedly, the Blood Corpse God’s lukewarm response came again.

In that instant, Tough Guy’s expression changed drastically, and his first reaction was to step hard on the ground, springing back in a rapid retreat.

“Hmph…” The Blood Corpse God still didn’t move, letting Tough Guy retreat, “I thought I could play with you a little longer…” he sneered, “Hehe… what a pity. If that’s your ‘full strength,’ then there’s really no need for me to waste time with you.”

“Tough Guy, 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 impact of his superpower barrier came crashing down.

At this moment, Policeman’s attention was still on the battle between the Blood Corpse God and Tough Guy, 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 with lightning speed.

The one who took action to provide assistance was undoubtedly the hero with “a thousand and several hundred super practical backward movement skills”—Backflip Man.

“Thanks, Backflip Man, I owe you one.” Policeman immediately turned back and said after escaping danger.

“You’ve already owed me a thousand or eight hundred times, I can’t even count them all,” Backflip Man joked.

Although he was joking, the expression on his face wasn’t light at all. Backflip Man could also see that the monster in front of them… Tough Guy probably couldn’t handle it alone, and they had to help. But… Quake was standing beside them. In a one-on-one fight, Quake wasn’t afraid of any city-level hero; if he was determined to restrain the three members of the Slore Alliance, it would be impossible to determine the outcome, at least in the short term.

“Your three’s standards aren’t worthy of competing with Lord Blood Corpse God.” In front of outsiders, Quake decided to call the Blood Corpse God “Lord”, because he felt that calling him “Master” or something seemed a little embarrassing, “It’s enough for me to take care of you!”

As expected, Quake did intend to fight three opponents at once, but he never expected…

“I don’t need you to meddle in my affairs.” The Blood Corpse God’s voice immediately rang out, “You step aside and watch, don’t disturb my meal.”

Quake’s flattery had backfired, and he felt a bit unhappy, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, but he couldn’t get angry and didn’t dare to get angry, so… he did as he was told.

“You, the one with the eye patch.” After a slight pause, the Blood Corpse God looked at Policeman again, “You were just about to say… if the four of us join forces, we will definitely be able to defeat me, right?” He took a few steps forward, opening his arms, “Come on, try.”

The four heroes looked at each other, and the Blood Corpse God’s undisguised contempt quickly ignited the four fires in their hearts.

Shua shua shua shua—

Almost at the same time, four figures rushed forward, unleashing their respective killing moves on the Blood Corpse God from four different directions.

“Tough Guy Iron Fist!”

“Policeman Baton Hundred-Strike!”

“Backflip Battle Axe Kick!”

“Look at my face!”

Fists, feet, weapons, mental pollution… merciless moves, fierce as raging waves.

Facing the encirclement of the four, the Blood Corpse God still stood still, posing as if he was letting them hit him.

Five seconds later, the chaotic noises and collisions ended.

The Blood Corpse God, unharmed, scanned the four people around him with cold 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.