Chapter 609: Get Up! (4/4)

Chapter 609: Get Up! (4/4)

“I will savor you slowly.”

He was like a beast poised to strike.

He had already made all preparations.

While taunting with his words, his eyes were also carefully searching for any opening in his prey.

Standing on the deck, Chu Guang was the same, staring intently at that beast flying in the air.

The war hammer in his hand was gathering savage power, compressing the flowing air into an invisible wall.

Though it had been some time since he last fought,

he had never neglected the tempering of his body.

Not to mention the countless deaths he had encountered in his dreams...

Fighting was like an instinct, long etched into his DNA, unleashed through each awakening.

“Xiao Qi.”

A reliable voice came from beside him.

“Got it, Master!”

Their tacit understanding needed no words.

Hearing that ever-energetic voice, a faint smile curled at the corner of Chu Guang’s mouth.

At that same moment, Ga’en seemed to have finally found the opening he was seeking, swooping down from the air like a speeding vulture.

“Die for me!”

Propelled by his wings, his four-meter-tall body crashed down like a cannonball, slamming heavily toward Chu Guang standing before the elevator.

Ga’en had no doubt.

Even without using his claws that could tear through steel, the sheer kinetic energy alone would be enough to smash the azure power armor before him into a pile of scrap.

However—

Something he never expected happened.

That man stood there, not moving a single step from start to finish, yet an irresistible pulling force wrenched him, diving downward, forcibly off his original trajectory.

The more he resisted that force, flapping his wings to accelerate and break free, the more steadfast and unyielding that force became, pressing down firmly on his head that he tried to lift.

“Aaaaah!!”

Ga’en let out an unyielding roar, and then, like a headlong dive, he crashed with a boom onto the deck a step away from Chu Guang.

It had to be said that his head was indeed very hard; with his face and nose, he smashed a dent into the steel deck, and his arms braced in front of him were even embedded in it.

Ga’en felt his skull rattled and dizzy, unsure if he had actually destroyed that iron lump.

Just then—

The footsteps stepping in front of him instantly sank his mood into the abyss, and boundless fear crawled from the back of his upturned head all over his body.

He struggled desperately to get up, but it was too late.

A majestic voice drifted into his ears.

“Who allowed you to kneel.”

Looking down at the life writhing like a maggot before him, Chu Guang, gripping the hammer handle with both hands, swung his war hammer from below upward.

“—Get up!”