American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"It's actually the Dragon King! The Dragon King has appeared! I've been a member for over a year, and this is the first time I've seen the boss's face. So that's what the Dragon King looks like, he's really ugly!"

As he spoke, a group of strangely dressed Bosozoku appeared from behind, each with a style even wilder than the 'kill matt' look, quickly occupying half the mountain.

The Dragon King trembled, staring wide-eyed as his subordinates continuously appeared behind the other side.

At the same time, on the other side, some young boys and girls with cat ears, dog ears, and even strangely shaped pet accessories appeared.

Most of them looked cute and were relatively young, and their strength wasn't great, but their numbers were astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, three or four hundred people had emerged, and they were still pouring out at a rate of a dozen per second.

The summit of Mount Shenxian wasn't large to begin with, and it could be said that everything was in plain sight.

Before, there were only twenty-odd people, which seemed a bit empty, but now, with over 500 people suddenly pouring in, they quickly occupied two-thirds of the area.

They forcibly squeezed Zhang Xiaowu and the other two into a corner.

The three of them didn't know what to say anymore. They had many subordinates, and those subordinates were constantly arriving, but unfortunately, they were now standing behind a strange ordinary person instead of behind them.

Their own subordinates had collectively betrayed them and were going to oppose them, including some who had been laughing and joking together yesterday, men who had promised to become each other's back.

The memories were still so clear, but the people were standing on the opposite side.

One after another, superpowered individuals appeared, and one after another, auras from various fields emerged, multicolored and dazzling.

But Zhang Xiaowu and the other two felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, unable to feel any warmth.

All the superpowered individuals looked at them with malice.

This situation made the three of them feel a chill in their hearts and sweat breaking out.

Qi Shan didn't care about the three's reaction; instead, he became more interested in the so-called Mount Shenxian beneath his feet.

Superpowered individuals have a certain resistance to the 'Concentric Lock', but the requirements are very high. Only those whose power level reaches a certain degree can effectively resist it, while the remaining ordinary superpowered individuals can only resist for a few seconds to a few minutes before ultimately becoming his puppets.

So, since the last time he encountered a true superpowered individual, Qi Shan's puppet control network has spread infinitely.

This virus-like spread efficiency meant that in just a few days, he had controlled half of the superpowered world.

The remaining half either had power that was too strong, and rashly controlling them could alert others, or they weren't good at socializing and were hiding in remote places.

So now, Qi Shan calling himself the King of the World isn't wrong at all.

Before, hearing Zhang Xiaowu constantly repeat 'Mount Shenxian', 'how it is', aroused Qi Shan's curiosity. After using different benefits to scan it several times, he indeed discovered that there seemed to be a hollow space below, with a strange energy intertwined like a ball of thread.

The feeling of this energy was very cold, just like death itself.

Multicolored powers rose into the air, like an artillery barrage firing in advance, countless shells forming an array in the air, smashing towards Zhang Xiaowu's group like Mount Tai pressing down.

The Doorkeeper still had that poker face expression. Even when he saw his subordinates standing on the opposite side, his eyes were calm.

But seeing this exaggerated scene, the dog's face finally changed color. He turned around without hesitation, about to disappear into the air.

Without even saying goodbye, he was the first to run.

Old Man didn't have time to call out; he only felt his eyes blur. The Doorkeeper actually appeared directly behind Qi Shan, his calm face revealing a gloomy look. A silver-white light appeared on his body, and a huge force stacked infinitely, like a speeding locomotive, heavily smashing into Qi Shan.

Bang!

A muffled sound, and the force disappeared into thin air. The Doorkeeper looked in astonishment as the expressionless Qi Shan slowly turned around, uncontrollably falling slowly to the ground.

Clang!

The sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out. Qi Shan's arm, like a fork, pierced through the Doorkeeper.

Crack!

The Doorkeeper spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest in disbelief, where there was a bowl-sized hole, emitting wisps of white smoke.

Chacha...

With a sudden flick of his hand, the Doorkeeper was directly smashed to the ground. Blood splattered on the ground, but Qi Shan's body wasn't stained with any blood, and even his suit didn't have the slightest wrinkle.

Qi Shan's expression was calm. He watched as the Doorkeeper's blood slowly flowed out, bound by a strange force, gradually spreading into a strange shape.

Qi Shan said indifferently: "As expected, just like I thought, as long as it's the blood of a superpowered individual of your level, it can be absorbed by Mount Shenxian. That's right, the dark power below Mount Shenxian is even more active!"

A large number of superpowered individuals chased relentlessly, hunting down Zhang Xiaowu and Old Man like crazy.

Their power wasn't too strong; one-on-one, none of them were their match, but after forming an array, their abilities complemented each other, or even elevated their superpowers to another level.

Explosions were incessant. The two sides exchanged blows, with fireballs and black smoke filling the sky. From time to time, a few young boys and girls would fall from the sky, either spitting blood or being directly smashed into mincemeat.

Occasionally, someone unlucky would bump into Old Man, and they would be dismembered by the chainsaw, leaving corpses strewn across the field.

Qi Shan's temporary subordinates suffered heavy casualties. Even if they were both superpowered individuals, the difference in power level couldn't be compensated for by numbers alone.

The combat power displayed by two superpowered individuals cooperating with each other was definitely more than just 1+1.

However, even so, outnumbered was still outnumbered.

The superpowered individuals attacked with reckless abandon, from the initial chase to the collision, and then to launching suicidal attacks. As long as they could injure them, they would not hesitate even if they were chopped into mincemeat.

The more Zhang Xiaowu and Old Man fought, the more frightened they became, and the colder they felt in their hearts.

Qi Shan flashed and appeared behind Old Man, a hand chop breaking through his ability's protection, directly slicing off his head.

The head flew in the air, Old Man still revealing an unbelievable expression.

He struggled: "How could I... die... here!"

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from the neck, once again filling 1/3 of the strange紋路 pattern on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Qi Shan turned his gaze to Zhang Xiaowu.

You're the only one left!

Zhang Xiaowu was completely frozen.