Chapter 158 Invincible Stance
"TMD!"
Yang Le cursed, gathering energy from his entire body. A burst of colorful energy erupted from him, accompanied by growing crystal, forcing even the ultimate powerhouse Hyperion to take notice.
"Boom!"
Like a miniature atomic bomb being dropped, this terrifying energy, along with the simultaneously growing Crystal Flower, pushed even Hyperion back.
When the light dissipated, a pit with a radius of nearly a kilometer, filled with crystal, appeared before everyone.
In the center of the round pit, Yang Le knelt on one knee, gasping for breath.
To force Hyperion back, Yang Le had unleashed too much energy at once. This level of energy burst was enough to drain an **Atomix**, and might even lead to death.
Of course, its power was also quite considerable. The surrounding terrain had been completely altered. If Gladiator hadn't sent him flying so far, Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters would have been completely obliterated, and Peter and the others would probably have perished as well.
However, this level of attack was somewhat underwhelming for Hyperion and Gladiator, two "Superhuman" beings.
The two large figures wearing capes floated in the air, one in front and one behind, one high and one low, looking down at Yang Le on the ground.
"Ptooey!" Yang Le spat out a crystal the size of a tooth, touched his lips, and said angrily.
"I really don't understand how your physical ability allowed you to get infected."
It's no wonder Yang Le couldn't help but complain. In their settings, their recovery power and resistance were ridiculously high. Normally, a virus entering their bodies would be eliminated, and it would be impossible for it to spread and infect them.
"The great Endless Hunger is not something you can fathom."
Vulcan crossed his arms and floated in mid-air, looking down at Yang Le with a contemptuous gaze.
"A low-level life form like you, who cannot devote yourself to our embrace, can never understand our ambition. It's just a pity that your strength can only be destroyed."
"Just a pile of rotten flesh, and you dare to talk about ambition in front of me!"
Yang Le laughed loudly, propped himself up on his knee and stood up, looking at the three figures in the air, who seemed like Gods, with a manic expression.
"Damn it! I really have been underestimated!"
Vulcan shook his head. Yang Le's foul language, in his current view, was nothing more than the impotent rage of a stray dog forced into a desperate situation after being driven to the brink of fear.
"Kill him."
Vulcan said softly, like a God in the sky, deciding the life and death of an ordinary person.
Gladiator grinned widely and floated towards Yang Le. He could have completed the mission in one second, but he deliberately did it slowly, just to accumulate fear in Yang Le. This would make him feel pleasure. As a predator, toying with prey was also part of the process, and it was a must-try.
This originally proud Shi'ar Empire fighter had now become a demon without any bottom line.
Gladiator finally arrived in front of Yang Le before his two partners became impatient. He raised his hand blade high, like a butcher about to perform an execution.
Faced with this scene, Yang Le did not show a trace of fear. Instead, he grinned mockingly at Gladiator, which made Gladiator very annoyed, and at the same time, he even felt a trace of unease in his heart.
This unease made Gladiator feel humiliated, and he sternly declared.
"Die, you bastard."
With that, Gladiator swung down his right hand, about to behead Yang Le with one strike.
Suddenly, white light flashed, and Gladiator's vision was taken away, but this could not stop his hand blade from swinging down. In order to eliminate this person who had humiliated him, this strike carried world-shattering power. Gladiator was confident that this strike could even shatter a planet.
"Clang!"
Deafening! The huge impact instantly swept across a hundred miles, wind and clouds surged, the crystal in the pit all shattering, trees were uprooted, soil surged like seawater, and even the mountain not far away had its peak blown off.
Gladiator was shocked. He could feel that his attack had been blocked!
Vulcan and Hyperion also had solemn expressions. They could also see that the situation had changed.
The white light finally dissipated, and Yang Le's new posture was revealed to the Starver in front of them.
Some parts of his body were metal-colored skin, but more of it was the deep darkness like the vast universe, with starlight dotted in it, just like the real universe, making people unable to help but fall into it.
Yang Le just raised his right hand and blocked Gladiator's world-destroying strike.
It was not difficult to see that the Nuclear Iron Arm of **Atomix** was no longer flowing with nuclear energy, but with unknown energy as dazzling as the galaxy.
But no matter what it was, it was clearly more terrifying than nuclear energy.
"How could you block it!" Gladiator shouted in disbelief.
"Who the hell are you?!"
"Yang Le, or you can call me **Atomix-Alien X**."
That's right, Yang Le's transformation was **Atomix-Alien X**, fused from Atomix and Alien X.
This was also the only fusion hero among Yang Le's many fusion hero transformations that was weaker than the original hero's strength.
After all, any fusion would weaken Alien X's ability, but compared to Atomix, it was much stronger.
His physical ability was comprehensively enhanced, and even Atomix's most fatal flaw—energy—was solved.
With Alien X as the foundation, **Atomix-Alien X** possessed truly endless energy, and there would be no problem even if he fought until the Great Dao was extinguished.
"I'll smash you to pieces!"
Gladiator roared, raised his right hand again, concentrated all his strength, and wanted to kill Yang Le.
This strike, even Hyperion, who was watching the battle from the side, did not have the confidence to take head-on. If he were fighting, he would probably avoid its sharp edge.
Not to mention him, if it were Atomix, facing this punch, he would probably have to temporarily avoid its sharp edge, but Yang Le was now transformed into **Atomix-Alien X**.
"Good!"
Yang Le also raised his right fist, neither dodging nor evading, and slammed head-on into Gladiator's full-strength strike.
The galaxy on his wrist accelerated its flow, and this dazzling cosmic spectacle seemed to swallow Gladiator completely.
"Crack!"
What was this sound? This should definitely not be the sound of two fists colliding. Vulcan carefully recalled that he should have heard this sound before. It was the sound he liked most after joining the Endless Hungerers.
It was the sound of bone shattering. Vulcan liked to chew on the bones of the living and suck the nutrients inside, but at this moment, he couldn't like it.
Because not far away, Gladiator, who was entangled with Yang Le, his right hand, was gone.
"This… this…" Gladiator's lips moved slightly, his face filled with fear.
"This is impossible!"
Fear to the extreme is anger. Gladiator, who had become a Zombie and lost his pride, was now like a clown, shouting and yelling in front of Yang Le.
Yang Le frowned slightly, looking down at this soulless rotten flesh, feeling disgusted, and roared.
"You clown! What are you making a fuss about in front of me!"
(End of Chapter)