Chapter 71 The Viltrumite Slaughter
The sentry raised his rifle, and three figures appeared on his night-vision goggles, walking over leisurely.
The leader vanished from his spot in an instant.
"It’s a Supe!! Everyone on alert, initiate..."
He hadn’t even finished his sentence.
Lucas’s figure flashed past him.
The speed was too fast for the naked eye to capture.
Bang!
A dull thud echoed through the night sky.
The sentry’s head, along with his steel helmet, shattered in Lucas’s palm like a watermelon.
Brain matter and blood splattered onto his face.
Lucas’s expression was cruel and cold, like an emotionless sculpture.
He floated in the air, turned abruptly, and his cape, like a steel blade, smashed the headless corpse into minced meat.
The alarm sounded.
The lights of the entire island all turned on.
"Intruders! Intruders! Everyone take your positions!"
A roar came from the walkie-talkie.
The remaining mercenaries swarmed in from all directions, aiming their guns at Lucas.
Dense gunfire erupted in the night sky.
Bullets struck Lucas mercilessly.
His toned body was like it was cast from steel; the bullets only sparked against it as Lucas slowly floated toward them.
He stood in place, letting the hail of bullets wash over him.
He looked at those mercenaries.
"Do you know what you are protecting?"
No one answered.
Mercenaries only look at money; they don’t care what they are protecting, whether it’s criminals or innocent people.
As long as you can pay, you can buy a life.
"Then forget it."
Lucas vanished from where he stood.
The next second.
He appeared in front of the nearest mercenary.
He chopped down with his hand.
Cutting diagonally from the shoulder to the hip.
The mercenary’s body split in two, internal organs and blood pouring out, steaming with a foul stench from the heat of the friction before even hitting the ground.
Lucas licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The other mercenaries tried to retreat and create distance.
Lucas aimed at one of them and stomped down explosively.
The sentry’s chest cavity collapsed like a cardboard box, ribs cracked with a snap, his spine pierced through his back, and he was stomped into the beach, with only his limbs remaining on the surface.
Lucas then sprinted at the speed of sound, his palms like blades, slicing through a dozen people.
A dozen heads flew up simultaneously.
Blood sprayed like a fountain, dyeing the beach crimson.
"Fire in the hole!"
The remaining soldiers threw grenades at Lucas.
Lucas quickly vanished from his spot, gathered all the grenades into his arms from a distance, and squeezed hard.
Boom!!
The fire and metal of the explosion poured onto him.
Not even a single hair on Lucas was broken.
The remaining mercenaries began to flee in a rout.
Lucas chased them down one by one, slicing heads with hand chops, crushing skulls with his bare hands, kicking people in two, and ripping them apart by inserting his hands into their spines.
With supersonic impact, he only needed to hit a few fleeing mercenaries head-on at Mach 3, and their bodies would liquefy the moment of impact, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
One minute.
It took Lucas only one minute to wipe out 120 mercenaries.
And that was him deliberately slowing down, wanting these people to experience extreme fear.
The beach was covered with severed limbs, internal organs, and crushed bone fragments.
The air was filled with the smell of blood.
Lucas floated above the corpses, not even a drop of blood splattered on his combat suit.
Homelander and Maeve were stunned.
It was the first time they had seen Guardian so brutal, killing without blinking, even ignoring their existence.
"Don’t say I didn’t leave you a chance if I kill them all later."
Lucas floated slowly toward the villa.
He was like a ghost, a ghost wandering on Little St. James Island!
Inside the villa.
The guards were no longer ordinary mercenaries, but Supes.
Most of these were super soldiers created from compound v leaked from the black market.
There were also superheroes under Vought.
And even members of the Flash Army.
They were hired by Alastair Adana at exorbitant prices, specifically to deal with Supe-level threats.
It could be said that the standing defense of Little St. James Island was even stronger than the national defense forces of some countries.
But they were not facing ordinary people.
Homelander, Maeve, Guardian.
The six of them had already blocked the entrance to the underground when they received the alarm.
The leader was a two-meter-tall burly man, his body covered in metallic-textured skin.
Translucent’s former rival, Alloy Man.
A superhero who suddenly disappeared from the public eye, only to be hired by a financier to guard dirty deals.
The other five were also superheroes who were once very popular on the internet.
Whiplash, Forcefield, Flashpoint, Starfall, and Acid Man.
Any one of these people, if placed in a city, could secure hundreds of millions of dollars in stability contracts per year.
But in front of Lucas, they were all nothing but weaklings.
Alloy Man charged over first.
"Guardian? Heh, you’re acting pretty high and mighty!"
He threw a punch at Lucas’s face.
Lucas didn’t even look.
He grabbed it casually, caught Alloy Man’s fist, and gave it a gentle twist.
The alloy arm deformed and twisted in Lucas’s palm like a pretzel.
Alloy Man immediately let out a scream.
Lucas thrust his other hand out, his palm piercing into Alloy Man’s abdomen, directly penetrating his metallic skin.
Then he ripped to the sides!
Slowly ripping! Tearing as he ripped!
Alloy Man was ripped in two from the middle, his flesh and internal organs flung thousands of meters away.
"I rarely do this, but you deserve to die."
Whiplash released an electric arc.
Tens of thousands of volts of electricity hit Lucas.
Stars flickered in the depths of Lucas’s eyes, and the Omega Beams zigzagged forward, piercing through Whiplash’s eyes and instantly roasting her brain into jelly.
As for those currents, they were like an itch when they hit his body.
The most brutal high-energy currents in the universe couldn’t hurt him in the slightest; could the bio-electricity of a Supe be stronger than nature itself?
Whiplash’s eyes were hollow black holes, and she collapsed to the ground.
Forcefield immediately deployed a forcefield shield, protecting the remaining three.
"Hold on! You must hold on! As long as we wait for reinforcements..."
Homelander smashed down from the ceiling.
He punched through Forcefield’s field, as easily as popping a soap bubble.
"My brother usually doesn’t kill people, you must have really annoyed him."
Homelander grabbed Forcefield by the neck and lifted him up.
"Homelander, do you know who is inside? You can’t afford to offend them..."
Before he could finish, Homelander’s expression turned gloomy.
"In this world, is there anyone I dare not offend?"
He turned his head to look at Lucas, his fingers tightening slightly.
Crack!
Forcefield’s cervical spine snapped directly.
Forcefield’s head tilted to the side, his eyes bulged, and his body went limp like a sponge.
He had been squeezed into an invertebrate.
Homelander tossed him aside, and the corpse smashed through the wall.
Flashpoint wanted to run away.
Maeve had been camping him; she appeared in the speedster’s path and blocked him with her hand.
Flashpoint didn’t see it clearly, crashed into her arm, and fell to the ground.
Maeve raised her foot and stepped on Flashpoint’s knee, then looked at Lucas.
"After this is over, you must give me a reasonable explanation."
Crack!
Flashpoint’s leg was snapped in two by the Queen.
Before he could even howl, Lucas walked over and stomped his head to pieces.