American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The explosion was enormous. Hundreds of meters in all directions were instantly reduced to scorched earth. A deep red fireball lingered in the air, and a massive mushroom cloud slowly billowed upwards.

Needless to say, the modified humans didn't stand a chance; not a single one escaped. The Tomorrow Squad fared similarly. Aside from Firestorm, the rest were instantly swallowed up.

Mr. Stylish had just begun to curl his lips into a smile when a spaceship suddenly appeared silently overhead.

His eyes lit up. "To be able to fly in the sky, so nimbly and freely... Could it be a new Dangerous Species? No, no, according to the information I've gathered, this world doesn't have creatures like Dangerous Species. So it really is a spaceship!"

"Interesting! So interesting!"

Mr. Stylish opened his arms, a hint of madness on his face.

The remaining modified humans beside him all wore expressions of lingering fear.

Sweat beaded on their temples, and they barely dared to breathe.

Outsiders might not understand just how crazy and dangerous Mr. Stylish was, but they knew all too well.

Whenever he wore that expression, a great number of people would lose their lives.

"Lord Stylish, Toby's sudden self-destruction has wiped out almost all of our remaining infantry!"

Mr. Stylish ignored him, saying calmly, "What's the enemy's condition?"

"It's confirmed that the enemy's fighting force has lost one unit. The man in the armor is also heavily injured and is currently being carried away by the man covered in flames.

On that strange flying ship, there are two obvious lifeforms with very strong physiques. They should be a man and a woman!"

"Not bad, not bad, quite resilient! All my infantry were wiped out, and they only managed to kill two of them."

Mr. Stylish grinned, excited. "But that's the best! The stronger the enemy, the better it is for testing the bottom line of my darlings' combat power!"

The surrounding modified humans revealed panicked expressions, exclaiming in alarm, "Lord Stylish, surely you're not going to use that?"

"Heh heh!" Mr. Stylish chuckled softly, not answering, but the light in his eyes grew even brighter.

Suddenly, Firestorm burst out from the center of the explosion, carrying Atom, whose armor was tattered and torn.

Atom had clearly suffered a severe impact. His armor, made of special alloy, was now practically rags, riddled with cracks, each one slowly seeping blood.

Inside Atom's transparent helmet, there were specks of blood everywhere, converging into streams that looked quite terrifying from a distance.

Firestorm flew out several hundred meters at top speed, carefully placing Atom on the ground.

He turned back to glare at Mr. Stylish, furious. "Bastard, look what you've done?"

To speak so politely, without even a single curse word, was clearly the personality of Professor Stein.

Just then, the spaceship accidentally fired a laser beam, directly striking the place where the explosion had occurred.

A loud boom echoed as the ground shattered, dirt and rocks flew everywhere, smoke and dust billowed, and the shockwave swept in all directions, instantly tearing apart and suppressing the flames.

Only a huge pit remained on the scene, surrounded by scorched earth and wisps of acrid smoke rising.

The spaceship slowly turned, aiming its blue-white glowing cannon at Mr. Stylish.

Time Master Hunter's voice transmitted, "The stranger has seriously violated the laws of time and has attacked and killed two Time Agents. His crimes are heinous and punishable by death!"

His voice contained a hint of anger, and before he had finished speaking, two laser beams were fired.

Boom!

The ground shattered, and shockwaves rippled outwards.

But the Stylish Squad had disappeared. Using some unknown method, they had instantly moved from their previous location to a flat ground several hundred meters away.

Even the movements and positions of the members hadn't changed.

Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the Stylish Squad, a figure suddenly appeared behind Firestorm.

A gap, a gap!

The figure in the high-crowned hat and windbreaker flashed, twirling a short sword and stabbing straight at Firestorm's back.

A twisted smile appeared on his face, and he was almost screaming with excitement.

Success, success!

Clang!

The specially made alloy short sword touched Firestorm's skin and instantly melted into a puddle of molten iron.

The red-hot iron dripped onto the ground, hissing. Only then did Firestorm realize that someone was trying to sneak attack him from behind.

He slowly turned around, just in time to see the figure in the high-crowned hat and windbreaker, his eyes wide with disbelief.

He looked down at the molten iron, then at the hilt remaining in the other's hand.

A cruel smile appeared on Firestorm's lips, and he swung his right hand, slapping him.

Bang!

The head of the high-crowned hat figure was directly smashed into a rotten watermelon, emitting a scent as if the brain had been cooked.

"High temperature? No, no, there's something else inside. I've never seen this kind of explosive energy before. It's so fascinating! Ah~ I really want to dissect him!"

Before Mr. Stylish could finish speaking, his expression changed. He leaned back abruptly, and two strong male modified humans beside him grabbed his arms, one on each side, and shot out dozens of meters in an instant.

Boom!

The ground exploded again.

The big-eared girl said, "Lord Stylish, the enemy's flying vehicle is very advanced and has plenty of energy. It's impossible to gain aerial superiority, and it may be difficult to escape their pursuit!"

"It seems that's the case. Then there's no other way!"

Mr. Stylish took out a small syringe from his pocket, and the faces of the surrounding modified humans changed.

"Lord, are you really going to use that?"

Their expressions revealed a hint of fear.

Mr. Stylish didn't answer, unhesitatingly inserting the syringe into his arm.

"Heh heh heh ha ha ha ah ah ah!"

His thin body suddenly underwent a drastic change, strangely like a mythical story. Although it was a skinny body, it released a large number of body tissues in an instant.

It actually turned into a hundred-meter-tall, muscular giant at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mr. Stylish seemed even more insane, roaring, "It's coming, it's coming, it's coming! That's the feeling, that's right, that's the feeling! The combat ability of the spaceship can be compared to a Dangerous Species, so let me become a Dangerous Species myself and crush you one by one."

Firestorm and Captain Hunter on the spaceship were both dumbfounded.

They had traveled through countless timelines and experienced countless battles, and had seen all kinds of abilities.

But to become a giant with a single injection, and a strange giant without a head, with a huge mouth growing on its belly, was something no one could have imagined.

The Stylish Squad's subordinates turned and ran without hesitation.

A large hand loomed down, throwing all the remaining modified humans into its mouth like catching grasshoppers.

"Thump!"

A huge foot stomped down, instantly creating a huge hole.

"Nutrient replenishment complete, upgrading to weaponized state!"

Mr. Stylish roared, and the giant's exposed skin actually secreted a layer of steel armor at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Come on, then! Let Lord Stylish crush you all!"