Watching Sigmund swiftly dispatch the two seemingly high-tech Gundams, everyone present was astonished.

All that remained on the field were two useless suits of armor with no technical sophistication, made of ordinary steel that could be easily destroyed.

One empty suit of armor, at full power, fled towards the doorway where Jon and Rabid Dog were, creating a huge commotion. The other, silently, approached Kavina's real body.

"This is bad!" Rabid Dog wanted to turn and run. Sigmund's move just now had really frightened him. The inexplicable disappearance of the Nen, and Sigmund's bizarre attack methods, startled Rabid Dog.

Sigmund smiled wickedly and began chasing the empty armor running towards the doorway, ignoring the other one.

But after only taking two steps, Sigmund suddenly stopped. "Aren't you too impatient? Why did you only recall one suit of armor?"

"Damn it, this is troublesome." Kavina looked panicked, fidgeting in the storage room under the stage, her teeth chattering, her small hands clenched white.

Sigmund immediately turned to look at the empty armor approaching Kavina. The armor had stopped moving, but that was too unnatural.

"Let me guess, controlling such a powerful puppet, the controller shouldn't be too far away. So, where could you be?"

Sigmund approached the pure black stage step by step, because without any activity, the screens behind were all black.

Behind the stage were two dressing rooms, but Sigmund didn't even glance at them. These two rooms were quite small and obvious, not good places to hide.

Sigmund easily defeated the other empty armor approaching the stage.

"Then, could there be someone in the space below the stage?" Sigmund said as he transformed his mask into Hell's Eye mode.

Kavina was frightened by Sigmund's words, her heart leaping into her throat. She couldn't maintain Zetsu, and Nen unconsciously erupted from her body.

Kavina's Nen, under the power of Hell's Eye, was as conspicuous as a street lamp at night. Sigmund revealed a knowing smile.

With a 'poof' sound, it came from beside Jon. Just now, because of Sigmund's powerful actions, Jon and Rabid Dog had focused all their attention on Sigmund, guessing his abilities, and hadn't paid attention to their surroundings.

The sudden sound really startled Jon and Rabid Dog.

Indeed, it was Silva hurrying down from upstairs. As a mature and experienced assassin, Silent Step was a fundamental skill. But even this veteran driver almost crashed today.

Jon saw Silva do a somersault in mid-air, like a world-class gymnast, rotating in the air with his hands clasped around his knees, then landing gracefully on the open space behind Jon.

Rabid Dog stared blankly at the stairwell, and Jon also looked over. Uh, it was a watermelon rind. Clearly, it was the one Jon had eaten, and under Rabid Dog's garbage-like gaze, Jon guiltily turned his head.

"Who is so lacking in virtue, littering watermelon rinds!" Jon angrily looked around, righteously condemning this behavior. However, through Rabid Dog's gaze, Silva knew who the culprit was.

Bang, bang, bang, gunshots rang out, and everyone cursed inwardly, knowing things were bad.

Jon and the others all used 'Ken'. The door panel shattered, and several bullets had successfully penetrated it. Fortunately, they each had some skill, and there were no combat casualties.

Jon, because of the dual protection of his wire-like body and 'Ken', was the least injured of all. Then there was Silva, relying on Nen reserves several times greater than Jon's, the bullets only grazed a bit of skin on his arm, drawing a little blood. Rabid Dog, at a glance, showed that he usually indulged too much, neglecting his Nen training, and several bloody holes had been opened in his body. The only fortunate thing was that no vital points were hit, and Rabid Dog had not lost his fighting ability.

In fact, the bullets had still achieved no small feat. Kavina, hiding in the stage storage room, had been shot in the abdomen, bleeding non-stop, and was no longer able to fight.

Based on his previous performance, Rabid Dog confirmed that Sigmund's speed was not faster than his, but he had to guard against his bizarre abilities. Stimulated by anger, Rabid Dog charged in first. Jon and Silva were not impatient, but also slowly walked in.

Mainly because they hadn't fully figured out Sigmund's abilities, so Silva was happy to have a fool help him test things out, and also exhaust some of the opponent's strength.

Jon also wanted to figure out Sigmund's abilities, because the information clearly stated that he was an Enhancer. After seeing the bizarre abilities just now, Jon only wanted to shove the person who wrote the information into a latrine. What kind of intelligence was that, not a single thing was right, Sigmund was definitely not a simple Enhancer.

Looking at Sigmund's fierce appearance, Jon felt that as long as he slacked off a bit, and interfered with Silva, he could easily complete the mission.

Jon glanced at Silva with ill intentions, but he didn't react at all, just raised an eyebrow, without saying a word.

Sigmund looked at the three people who suddenly appeared very calmly. Sigmund's marksmanship wasn't good, only at an amateur level. If it weren't for the gun's power and speed being strong enough, he would have been killed long ago. Letting someone shoot required very large movements, and it was entirely possible to predict the trajectory of the bullets in advance through Sigmund's movements.

Rabid Dog was precisely using this method, and didn't get hit by a single bullet. Constantly moving, charging, Rabid Dog was already very close to Sigmund. Suddenly, Sigmund's mask once again transformed into the appearance of the Destruction Mech just now.

"Second Apostle, Kiss of Death." A stream of red-black evil Nen surged from Sigmund's hand. He didn't look like a masked hero, but rather like a bloodthirsty demon. After sensing this Nen, Rabid Dog no longer approached, but instead jumped back a distance, watching Sigmund warily.

Silva, looking at the Nen on Sigmund's hand, revealed a troubled and apprehensive expression.

Sigmund suddenly twisted his body, his elbow slamming into Rabid Dog's nose.

With a 'smack' sound, Rabid Dog flew out, his nose already collapsed, and a front tooth knocked out, blood splattering everywhere. Sigmund used his strength to prove that he was indeed an Enhancer.

Rabid Dog, because of the violent attack, suffered a fractured facial bone and a moderate concussion, temporarily losing his fighting ability.

Sigmund looked at Silva and Jon, who were still standing on the field.

Jon glanced at Silva, signaling him to go ahead.

Silva ignored him.

⇒ ToBeContinued

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