Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine Chapter 169: Super Scott vs Everyone I

North District – A Warzone in the Making

The North District was already in ruins.

The destruction had spread like wildfire, with buildings torn apart and streets cracked open like the jaws of a beast. Smoke filled the air, sirens scread, and terrified civilians ran for their lives, their shrieks barely audible over the chaos.

At the center of it all stood Super Scott, motionless, hands in his pockets as his eyes remained unnaturally calm — yet his presence alone sent waves of sheer terror everywhere.

Four squad cars sped toward him at top speed as their lights flashing desperately as if hoping to blind the nightmare standing before them.

But Super Scott had already seen them coming.

With a single glance, he reached for a nearby SUV, then gripped its bumper with effortless strength.

The next mont—BOOM!

The SUV shot through the air like a missile, crashing into three of the four squad cars in a fiery wreck. The explosion sent shockwaves down the street, flipping debris and shattering windows. The only surviving squad car swerved masterfully, skidding just out of the wreckage's grasp — because the man behind the wheel was none other than Commissioner Bennett.

His hands were firm on the steering wheel, his pulse steady and his instincts razor-sharp. He brought the car to a halt, his heart hamring against his chest as he and another officer stepped out with their weapons drawn.

Just as they raised their guns, Bennett's breath hitched.

His finger froze on the trigger.

"… Wait."

The other officer blinked, glancing at him.

"Commissioner? You're not shooting?"

Bennett narrowed his eyes at Super Scott.

"That kid… He looks a lot like soone who goes to my daughter's school."

He clenched his jaw, trying to recall.

"Damn, what was his na? I know it was Scott. So kinda super handso model kid."

The officer let out a breath.

"Yeah, well, the guy's definitely handso…"

No more ti for hesitation. The two n opened fire as their sidearms unleashed a storm of bullets.

—But Super Scott wasn't even looking at them.

He stood still, eyes closed, using his Dravek senses to track the Artifact's beacon traces. He could feel it—it was close. But sothing was interfering with his focus, like static disrupting a signal.

『Is soone trying to conceal its presence…』

His brow furrowed.

Sothing wasn't right.

Then, he noticed it.

The bullets.

Dozens of magazines had already been emptied on him… but the rounds were so useless against his body that he hadn't even noticed he was being shot at.

He opened his eyes, face deadpan.

"Useless at."

The next instant—FWOOSH!

He moved, his body a blur of motion as he blitzed toward the officers—

—BOOOM!

A gas cylinder smashed into him, spinning mid-air before—

SHWING!

Five high-tech throwing stars sliced through the tal, each embedded with micro-explosives.

—KRA-KOOM!!

The resulting explosion was a monstrous inferno, igniting the gas and creating a chain reaction. The force blew apart everything within a ten-ter radius, sending shockwaves through the street.

The officers were blasted off their feet as they crashed into the wreckage of their cars.

Bennett groaned, rubbing his aching head as he forced himself upright.

"Ugh… What the fuck was that…?"

A pair of heavy boots stomped forward, carrying a shadowy figure. Dark Elf erged from behind them, her face cut and bleeding, but her glare was fierce. She brandished her twin retractable swords as her knuckles whitened from how tightly she gripped them.

Her voice was cold—furious.

"Let's see how that son of a bitch likes getting blown to fucking bits and pieces."

Bennett turned to her. "Did it kill him?"

Dark Elf scoffed as she looked at the explosion site.

"Ma—"

WHOOSH!

In an instant, Super Scott blurred forward at sonic speed as his sheer velocity parted the flas and smoke like it was the Red Sea.

WHAM!

His fist connected with Dark Elf's stomach.

Blood burst from her eyes, nose, and mouth as she was launched like a ragdoll forty ters through the air, then smashed into a car.

The tal crumpled like paper under her weight.

She was still conscious… barely.

"Uoohhhh…"

But there was no difference between her and a braindead person at that mont.

Super Scott tilted his head, amused.

"Oh? She survived that?"

He examined his fist as he raised an eyebrow.

"Perhaps next ti, I'll hit harder…"

Then, his eyes flicked toward Bennett and the remaining officer. A chilling smile crept onto his lips and his irises glowed red as smoke curled from them.

"I think I'll carve my initials into your… well, only after I've broken them."

Panic took hold.

The officers fired again, knowing it was useless but still hoping sothing would work.

Bennett shouted. "NO!!"

—BAM!!

Lady Fortress speared into Super Scott at full speed and slamd him straight into a skyscraper.

KA-THOOOOM!!!

The entire building collapsed as if struck by a train as debris cascaded like an avalanche. The ground shook under the impact and the dust cloud swallowed the entire block.

Super Scott lay in the rubble, dizzy for a mont.

He shook his head, blinking.

Then, he exhaled with an unbothered smirk.

"Hmm… I honestly forgot how strong Cortians can be under a yellow star."

He cracked his neck as he stood up.

"But at least it's no blue star."

His words froze Lady Fortress.

Her eyes widened, heart skipping a beat.

That phrase…

She clenched her fists.

"That presence… No way…"

Her frown deepened.

"Mael of House Solis…"

Before she could act—

—FWOOOSH!!

A monstrous wave of flas descended from the sky as an ocean of fire scorched the entire street. Buildings, cars, and roads vanished in an instant, reduced to ashes.

Hovering above, wings spread wide, Dragonman roared.

His crimson regal wings flared as he continued pouring unrelenting fire onto Super Scott, determined to incinerate him completely.

The heat distorted the air. The city itself seed to lt.

Using the distraction, Xenon landed with a thud in his sleek, hyper-advanced armor.

He spoke through his comms. "Miss rcury."

In a blur, rcury appeared beside him, then adjusted her high-tech goggles right after.

"Here. What do you need?"

Xenon's HUD scanned the entire battlefield to mark all civilian locations and showing the wounded, dead, and critical.

The data stread onto rcury's goggles.

"Civilians. Quick."

No hesitation. rcury vanished, speeding off.

By now, Dragonman's flas had ceased.

『My lungs can't take it anymore…』

He panted as thick, black smoke escaped his mouth and exhaustion settled in.

The entire street was nothing but a burnt wasteland.

But from within the smoldering ruins…

Super Scott stood. Unhard.

Not a single burn mark on his body—or his formal attire.

Dragonman's eyes widened in horror. "I-, Impossible…"

Lady Fortress had her eyes wide open. "No…"

Super Scott dusted off his shoulder, looking completely unbothered.

And then—He smiled.

Dragonman knew he was outmatched.

Every instinct in his body scread at him to retreat, but his pride had him frozen for a second too long.

Super Scott didn't grant him another mont.

WHOOSH!

Super Scott rocketed toward him like a missile, closing the distance in an instant and snatching him by the throat. Dragonman barely had ti to react before his airway was completely crushed while his legs kicked helplessly in the air as he gasped for breath.

Desperation kicked in.

With the last bit of strength he had left, he roared a stream of fire directly into Super Scott's face.

FOOM!

The flas engulfed his head, but it only irritated him.

Annoyed beyond belief, Super Scott's eyes flickered with cold contempt.

Then, in one swift, brutal motion—he grabbed Dragonman's lower jaw with his free hand… and tore it clean off.

SCHHHHRIP!!

A sick spray of blood and saliva erupted from Dragonman's mouth as a horrifying, guttural scream tore through the air. His body convulsed violently, his claws flailing uselessly as he tried to grab at anything, but there was nothing.

Super Scott glanced at the bloodied lower jaw in his hand, then casually tossed it aside like trash.

Lady Fortress's voice echoed through the battlefield.

"Hold on!!"

She was already flying toward them at full speed.

But she was too slow.

Super Scott tightened his grip and shot forward, dragging Dragonman with him. They tore through the air, crashing through one building after another.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Each collision sent shrapnel and debris exploding outward, shattering glass and caving in structures. Dragonman's body was breaking apart, the pain was indescribable, and just when he thought it couldn't get worse—

BAM!

Super Scott suddenly stopped midair and unleashed a barrage of rciless punches.

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

Each blow caved in Dragonman's skull further, reducing his once-proud face into a swollen, unrecognizable ss of blood and broken bone.

By the ti Super Scott was satisfied, Dragonman was barely conscious.

A pathetic shell of himself.

With one hand, Super Scott hurled him into the air.

The limp body soared upward in a helpless arc before descending rapidly.

Super Scott grinned.

He caught him by the wings.

And stomped on his back.

"AHHHHHHHH!! NO, NO, NOOOO—ARRGGHHH!!"

Dragonman's painful howl split the air.

Then—RIIIIIP!!

With a sickening tear, Super Scott wrenched the dragon wings right out of his spine.

Dragonman's lifeless body collapsed onto the ground as he twitched uncontrollably. His eyes were blank. His nerves still processed the pain, but his mind had shut down completely.

A mont of silence.

Then, a voice.

"Dragonman's dead… obviously."

Super Scott turned his head slightly.

A dark-skinned hero in a sleek blue-and-silver suit stood beside the corpse. His outfit glowed with intricate, pulsating tron-like lines—the very signature of Blue Atom, a Z-tier hero.

He was already tapping on his comm.

"HQ, this is a waste of ti. Forget the barrier. Civilians can wait. I'm handling this myself."

The response ca instantly.

"Negative! Focus on securing the North District. Lady Fortress will—"

"Lady Fortress ain't gonna do shit."

Blue Atom scoffed, cutting them off.

"This is a Z-tier battlefield. This is where I shine."

He clenched his fist.

A blinding surge of blue atomic energy exploded from his muscular body.

The ground trembled beneath him as the raw, condensed power of atomic energy roared to life.

Super Scott observed with mild amusent.

Blue Atom bent down, picked up a small rock, and casually infused it with atomic energy.

The stone glowed bright blue.

Then, he flicked it.

BOOOOM!!!

The sheer force of the tiny projectile ripped through the air at hypersonic speed, generating a city-wide shockwave as it blasted toward Super Scott.

Scott rely raised the back of his fist to block it.

CRACK!

A small explosion erupted against his skin, and when the dust settled—he looked down at his arm.

Blood.

A tiny wound.

His expression did not change.

Blue Atom grinned.

"If a rock can do that… imagine what'll happen when I actually punch you."

He walked forward, each step exuding absolute confidence.

"I manipulate matter at the atomic level. Rearrange, create, destroy. I can heal wounds, erase enemies from existence like yesterday's trash. If I want, I could obliterate this entire solar system with a snap of my fingers."

Truly, he wasn't bluffing.

His glowing eyes locked onto Super Scott's.

"You? You're outmatched."

Blue Atom raised a hand and crushed the air between his fingers.

A surge of atomic force engulfed Super Scott, locking onto his very essence.

The pressure was imnse. Unforgiving. Crushing.

Bones started to snap.

For the first ti, Super Scott looked… mildly intrigued.

Blue Atom smirked.

"Using your own atomic structure against you."

His grip tightened.

"Unless you're stronger than the atomic forces that make up your unfortunate existence, your body's gonna collapse into a pool of blood."

Super Scott's bones bent further.

Then—BOOOOM!

A massive burst of energy erupted from him, shattering the atomic hold and pushing Blue Atom back.

Before he could recover, Super Scott blitzed.

His fist lunged forward.

Blue Atom instinctively raised an atomic barrier—one designed to erase anything it touched.

BAM!

The punch cracked through the barrier like glass and sent shockwaves rippling through reality itself.

Blue Atom was launched ten ters back, stunned.

"Wha—?!" His eyes widened. "That's impossible!"

Super Scott rely chuckled, flexing his fist.

Gravity distorted around it.

A dense aura of compressed force coiled around his knuckles, bending light, bending space.

The planet itself shuddered as its position dragged lower in the solar system.

Super Scott's smile widened.

"You know, I really like guys who rely on cheat codes more than brute force."

He rolled his shoulders.

"But I've got a few of my own."

Blue Atom gritted his teeth and reinforced his barrier.

Super Scott launched forward like a spear.

BAM.

The punch landed.

It tore through the barrier like paper.

It collided with Blue Atom's chest—but there was no shockwave. No explosion.

The force was so absolute that it canceled itself out.

And Blue Atom disappeared.

Gone.

Vanished.

Flung five months into the future.

Super Scott cracked his knuckles and exhaled.

He looked at the empty space where the proud, Z-tier hero had once stood.

Then, with a calm smile—

"Tsk. Tsk. Bragged like I didn't already punch my world's version into the space between two universes."

He chuckled softly.

Then turned to find his next victim.

And standing there, ready to fight—was Miss rcury.

Super Scott clapped for her.

"I'm guessing in this world… my alternate self didn't find you annoying enough to beat the breaks out of you. So, what're you gonna do? Attempt to run at light speed and risk your atoms being torn to shreds?"

"…"

Miss rcury was so frustrated—looking at these words coming from soone who carried the face of the man she loved left her absolutely livid.

She took another step forward.

Super Scott chuckled.

"You're not gonna try and do it… are you? You'd be dead before you even made it across fifty ters radius. It'll be fun to watch you perform a Kamikaze though."

"Shut up…" Miss rcury frowned.

Super Scott grinned wickedly. "Make …"

Miss rcury readily took a running stance as a surge of golden energy rushed through her eyes.

She was going to risk going into light-speed.

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Note: I don't know where so people got the assumption that Emma has always been running at light-speed or beyond that even. Unlike speedsters who have the Speed Force like flash, that doesn't exist in this novel, so many of the protections that co with it don't exist here. 🤷‍♂️