American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Beside a mountain cliff, Doctor Stylish faced the mountains with an exaggerated smile, accompanied by three subordinates with peculiar appearances.

"So quickly, we've already been discovered? As expected of Night Raid's experts, but it's a pity. The combat personnel I dispatched have already entered the enemy's base ahead of time. This is the prelude to tonight's stage play. Just thinking about it makes me feel blissful!"

Doctor Stylish hugged himself dramatically, his face full of intoxicated delight.

Qieshan's lips twitched. He no longer wanted to express any thoughts. After obtaining Nen abilities, this guy had transformed from an ordinary perverted scientist into a war maniac, rejoicing at the sight of battle. When there were no enemies, it became his most boring and painful time.

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In a fortress hidden in the mountains, Lubbock looked at the display device on his wrist, running quickly.

"Damn it, why did so many enemies suddenly appear? There wasn't a single warning. If I hadn't triggered the hidden traps I left in the fortress, I probably wouldn't have noticed them until they were right in front of me!"

Suddenly, a guy dressed like a pervert crashed through the ceiling, directly blocking Lubbock's path.

"Target acquired, commencing elimination!"

"Don't be so boastful!"

Lubbock sneered and abruptly raised his palm. Sharp threads instantly filled the entire passage, wrapping around the target's neck.

His palm tightened slightly, and the threads around the neck constricted violently.

Just when he thought he had eliminated the opponent, he suddenly discovered that the opponent's neck had twisted a full 360 degrees, enduring the entanglement and pulling of the threads, forcefully launching an attack against him.

Lubbock was shocked and abruptly retreated.

Unexpectedly, another dark figure suddenly flashed out from behind him. Sharp claws brought a gust of wind, leaving a bloody scratch on Lubbock's cheek.

"Damn it, how are there so many?"

At this moment, the guy whose neck was entangled suddenly erupted with a peculiar energy, forcefully expanding the threads.

He suddenly squatted down, his 360-degree twisted neck quickly returning to normal. His entire body, like a reptile, used his limbs forcefully, charging towards Lubbock.

A large number of dark figures appeared, one, two, three, four.

These perverts, similarly dressed and wearing rabbit ears on their heads, far surpassed normal people in both physical strength and attack speed.

Like a spider, he used the pulling force of the threads, dancing gracefully in the gaps between the dense attacks, darting left and right, sliding forward and blocking backward.

Like a butterfly teasing a group of cats.

But only he understood the true situation. The feeling these guys gave him was becoming increasingly strange, and the pressure was increasing.

The special energy on their bodies seemed to be able to enhance attack power, agility, and reaction speed, and they could also connect together strangely, seemingly possessing certain detection methods.

The group's attacks were perfectly coordinated, the gaps shrinking smaller and smaller, as if a single person's combat power had suddenly increased tenfold. Lubbock was shocked and struggled to resist.

On the other side of the mountain cliff, the ear-modified man slightly twitched his exaggeratedly large ears, a hint of contempt appearing on his face.

"It seems that the opponent isn't anything special. One of them is about to be eliminated!"

"Even if these modified humans are just cannon fodder, they possess combat power far exceeding ordinary people. Moreover, after I obtained new power, I performed a second modification on you, further ushering in a volcanic eruption stage of your strength!

Even ordinary cannon fodder should have ten times the combat power. No matter how powerful Night Raid's guys are, they can't possibly be a match for a large number of cannon fodder!"

Doctor Stylish struck a pose with satisfaction, wishing he could shine brightly right now.

After watching the good show for a while, Qieshan silently activated his powerful psychic energy, floating in the sky, enveloping the entire valley, forming an incomparably solid confinement array.

The opportunity he chose was quite suitable. At this time, all Night Raid members, including Tatsumi, were in the base.

After being strengthened by Nen abilities, Doctor Stylish's modified human troops should cause some trouble for Night Raid, but it's almost impossible to eliminate them all.

Modification is, after all, just modification, different from Nen cultivated through training, or even experts who have fully developed their own unique abilities.

At most, it can only be used as a means to enhance combat power. If you want to achieve a decisive effect, you can only rely on luck.

Qieshan didn't care anyway. Tonight, no one from Night Raid could possibly survive.

That's right, the encyclopedia I borrowed from the library last time had a detailed introduction to the dangerous species that appear near the Imperial Capital.

There's an animal called the Minotaur Lion, whose muscles all over its body are as hard as steel, and it can unleash power far exceeding ordinary muscles.

He was a little interested in this. If he could catch one and study it a little, he might be able to add a branch specializing in physical enhancement to the artificial human system.

At this time, the ear-enhanced modified human suddenly made a strange 'eh' sound.

Doctor Stylish quickly asked, "What happened?"

"As expected of Night Raid, there are indeed experts among them. Just now, the guy who was about to be eliminated was suddenly rescued!"

"Is that so? Interesting!" Doctor Stylish didn't care about the lives of the cannon fodder at all, but instead felt very happy about Night Raid's members displaying their power.

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In the fortress, the cannon fodder's corpses were separated, lying obediently on the ground. Akame, with a serious expression, held a sharp blade, vigilantly guarding her surroundings. If it weren't for the sauce still staining the corner of her mouth and the scent of grilled meat emanating from her body, Lubbock would probably be even more moved.

"I'm saved! Fortunately, you came to my aid, otherwise I probably would have had a hard time escaping these guys' entanglement. They contain a peculiar power that greatly restrains my threads."

Lubbock said, panting, and kicked a corpse with a large hole in its chest next to him: "Moreover, they possess unimaginable recovery power, and their bodies seem to have steel buried inside them.

Damn it, where did these guys come from?"

Akame said seriously: "I know, I noticed it just now. Murasame's lethal effect is acting somewhat slowly on them.

It seems to be blocked by something, but this energy is too weak and was broken through in an instant!"

"Wonderful, as expected of Akame-kakka, you saw through our truth at a glance!"

A young man wearing an open-front vest walked out of the shadows slowly, looking at Akame with a calm expression.

"My name is Toby, I hope to have a one-on-one duel with Akame-kakka!"