"Finally..." Carn scoffed. "...A Hero."
The four watched the shield advance. Carn was about to attack, but Adam raised his hand.
"Tch..." Carn stopped, but then widened her eyes when she realized what she had just done. "What the—why the fuck am I following you?"
She complained, but still, she didn’t attack.
The shield soon stopped moving, and the wielder soon revealed themselves. The alien... stood up, and the four’s heads looked up, and up...
"Uh..." Harvey’s eyes widened.
The pink humanoid alien was... four tis larger than its creep counterparts. Easily eighteen feet tall with broad shoulders that stretched the tal armor.
Adam blinked and then looked at the na above its head.
[X’olthar, the Ursa’n Wall.]
X’olthar had a rope tied to him, thick as Adam’s wrist. He stared at Adam and the others, then moved his hand slowly.
Carn reacted, wings twitching, and X’olthar stopped. But when Carn didn’t attack, X’olthar continued. They tugged on the rope three tis, a hint of smoke escaping the alien’s nose for so reason.
And after a few seconds, several more shadows stepped out. And like X’olthar, they were bigger than the other aliens, but X’olthar was a lot wider than they were.
"Oho..." Carn smirked, scanning each of their faces. "Finally, so fucking challenge. Fucking ugly, though."
Beatrice took videos and photos of them. "Hard to discern the difference in their looks other than their sizes and clothes. The four of them are all holding lee weapons—final deduction: humanity has more advanced technology. Their armors, from earlier encounters, are not stronger than steel plates."
"Not as... advanced?" Adam glanced at Beatrice, sighing at her assessnt.
Adam waited for them to speak, but when they remained standing, Adam took that chance to slowly step forward.
"Go ho," he spoke softly to them. "Go ho to your children. This is done, we’re done."
One of the aliens stepped forward, soone wearing lighter armor.
[X’anul, the Lance of Lano’k].
X’anul opened their mouth, and a screech ca out. X’anul started looking around, gesturing with their spear, and of course...
...Adam absolutely had no idea what they ant.
Adam looked up. "You’re... not going to translate this?"
But alas, no Administrators responded to him.
Convenient that they’re no longer saying anything—these people really are just using you as entertainnt, huh? What’s with all this talk about them preparing us for a higher form of war? A higher form of bullshit, more like.
He turned his focus back on the alien, and the alien was still talking, their voice rising and falling in what might have been... speech.
"There’s no use talking to them," Carn also raised her voice. "Let’s just speak to them the language of all mortals—violence."
"Hm..." Adam sighed and placed his hands on his sides. "I have no intention of fighting you. Please, go ho. Go—"
And before Adam could finish his words, X’anul suddenly raised his spear and threw it at Beatrice without any warning. The weapon whistled through the air.
Beatrice was perplexed, but still managed to fly away while also redirecting the spear with her wind.
The spear, however, suddenly rotated and flew back to her like a boorang.
"Ah, skinny nerd!" Carn quickly flew toward Beatrice, pushing her away.
The spear, however, hit Carn right in the leg.
"Grah!" Carn scread in pain, and couldn’t control her flight, and ended up falling on top of a car. The tal crumpled under her impact.
Adam watched that, and he sighed. "Harvey, can you please check on Carn?"
"I think we need to worry about our—" Harvey couldn’t finish his words as he saw a weird expression on Adam’s face—sothing... cold settling behind his eyes.
"Got it, Emperor," he said before running.
"Beatrice." Adam checked on Beatrice. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, thanks to the Berserk Fairy," Beatrice said, hovering safely in the air. "Should we... use lethal force now?"
"No," Adam shook his head.
"I’ll use lethal force."
And with that, Adam lunged, once again cracking the pavent beneath his feet... this ti, however, the ground completely caved in from the force.
In just the blink of an eye, he stood in front of X’olthar, and then punched his shield. The impact caused a ripple to explode, then the sound made everything silent for a mont.
The shield bent at first, then returned to its original form before splitting in half with a tallic shriek. X’olthar’s arm broke into pieces, bones snapping loudly in the air before he was thrown straight back into the portal.
Adam glanced at the other aliens—no, glaring at them. He stood up straight, not attacking anyone else.
"Go ho," he once again said, this ti, however, his voice held no softness in it.
This was one of the main reasons why Adam chose to invest all his points into Strength, other than to try and destroy the do—Strength was the most intimidating attribute.
But alas, for aliens, this doesn’t seem to work.
The aliens all rushed at him all at once, their feet pounding against the broken asphalt.
"Do..." he whispered, almost a sadness in his tone.
"...I really have to kill one of you for you to understand?"
In the end, Carn was right—violence was the only thing each and every one of them understood. They were forced to fight, and so they will.
And they fight... because they think they have a chance. Show them they don’t... and they will all fall in line soon enough. Show them the monster.
With a short sigh, Adam jumped at one of the aliens, this ti not holding back at all. He went straight for X’anul, straightening his fingers and piercing his hand straight through their stomach.
And without pausing, Adam plunged his other hand into the very sa wound... and completely ripped the tall alien in half while he was still in the air.
"Fucking shit!" Carn, who was being helped up by Harvey, scread in shock as soon as she saw that.
True to the voice inside his head, the aliens did stop. Adam landed back on the ground, still holding both halves with each of his hands.
He glared up at their frozen faces, and without blinking...
...bit into the alien’s pink flesh.
...Okay, maybe that’s too much, Adam.
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