Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 517

Chapter 517: Chapter 258 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Finale) Chapter 517: Chapter 258 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Finale) London time 08:10 AM, North District, a forest near Bedlam Asylum.

A slender shadow in a pitch-black tailcoat swept violently through the woods, a dazzling red light twinkling in the center of the distinctive V-shaped mask, unreserved killing intent surging forth like a viscid river.

Crows screeched, scattering towards the sky, their hoarse cries breaking the quietude of the forest.

The Black Judge stepped on the thick tree roots, maintaining as high a position as possible to accurately track the movements of a van in the distance.

Suddenly, he shifted his gaze from above the van to look straight ahead. Vaguely visible behind the bushes and trees seemed to be a number of people hiding well.

They were well concealed, but the Black Judge’s dynamic vision was far from ordinary, even the slight protrusion of an elbow from behind a tree was clearly visible.

Moreover, his V-mask, upgraded with Management Bureau core technology, could detect all the heat emitted by objects in the field of vision with just a command activated, essentially functioning as an X-ray. Even if someone in the strongest camouflage attempted invisibility amongst the forest, as long as their body emitted heat, they would be unveiled in the Black Judge’s line of sight.

“Members of the Revolutionary Late Bell?”

The Black Judge slightly raised his eyebrows, his gaze piercing through the mask. The thermal detection feature displayed a halo of intertwined red and blue light, clearly presenting the figures hidden in the woods, ready to strike.

“Just like the information conveyed by those playing cards, Amemiya Ying has arranged a bunch of organization members near the asylum.”

Thinking this, he casually raised his right hand, a black arc of light bursting from his fingertips, seemingly devouring the pale dawn light shrouding the forest.

In the following moments, under the dim canopy of black and white, one silhouette after another, thin as paper cutouts, were effortlessly sliced open, and numerous heads fell like ripe apricots tumbling from trees, scattering among the bushes and trees.

Those shadowy figures slowly knelt or fell backwards to the ground, their guns clattering to the ground. Blood sprayed from the severed necks.

Amemiya Ying sat down against the container wall, his face turned sideways, staring blankly at the shocking scene.

A single strike had turned half the forest into a bloody sea. Even at a distance close to two hundred meters, he could still smell the blood in the air.

It was only now that he truly realized: the person who was pursuing them was indeed as powerful as Ke Mingye had described, second only to Zeus.

There was no exaggeration whatsoever.

“Damn…” Amemiya Ying’s face twitched, “Management Bureau actually sent this kind of person to catch me, they really think highly of me.”

“Isn’t that right,” Ke Mingye sighed, his hands drooping on his knees, “Originally on summer break, and then urgently called over.”

“You seem to know a lot about this Black Judge?” Amemiya Ying asked him from the side.

“No, no, not at all, really not familiar.”

Meanwhile, in another corner of the forest.

After dealing with a group of armed personnel ambushed among the trees, the Black Judge, despite recognizing more people were likely waiting ahead, did not slow his pace.

Instead, he intensified his efforts, shuttling through the air at an even more ferocious speed. With absolute confidence, Ke Yinzhi did not believe there was anyone hidden in this city who could stop him.

At this moment, even surveillance cameras would likely fail to capture his figure, only able to record the trembling treetops and the leaves that shuddered off, twirling down towards the ground.

However, just as the barrage from the northwest side settled, another one attacked from the northeast–the bullets rained down like a storm.

These bullets were mixed with gene suppressants and superpower inhibitors, especially effective against superhumans. Ordinary superhumans would have their powers drastically reduced by at least seventy to eighty percent upon impact– even a mutant of Ke Yinzhi’s caliber would be affected to some degree if hit.

Indeed, this was the foundation upon which the various Anti-Superhuman Organizations around the world relied for their survival. Ten years ago, with the first batch of inhibitors proven effective, they realized something else: those so-called superhumans were not omnipotent gods. Seize the right moment, employ the correct tactics, and they could easily topple them from their pedestals.

Then, teach these high and mighty beings the cruelest lesson that ordinary people are not ants to be trampled at their whim.

“What a hassle…”

Muttering, the Black Judge leaned slightly and stepped on a thick branch, then lifted his right hand.

In an instant, a dark light, like a sword stretching a hundred meters long, swept out, blocking the incoming barrage while severing dozens of meters of tall trees. The figures holding guns behind the trees were bisected at the waist, their bodies sliding to the ground.

Following that, the entire forest tremulously shook. Accompanied by earthquake-like rumbling, trees snapped like crumbling walls crashed to the ground.

Seeing that the area ahead had been leveled, the Black Judge had no choice but to change his earlier method of traveling through the trees, lightly stepping on a root before leaping high into the air.