Superman Termination Manual

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

It was as if ancient ninjas were shooting blow darts from their mouths, green shooters spewing out large peas. These peas moved even faster than bullets.

They traced sharp, thunderous arcs through the air, targeting the medieval cannonballs that were coming head-on.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The frequency of the explosions resembled a fireworks show, filling the quiet amusement park with roars.

Under the combined firepower of the assault rifle and two pea shooters, the cannonballs shot from the Ghost Ship exploded without fail before they could get close to the sword.

The air heated up abruptly, the residual waves of the explosions not yet subsided, as the scorching winds lashed out like waves.

Cai Bing's eyes were lowered in concentration as she controlled the flying swords, her slightly curled shoulder-length black hair fluttering upwards in the aftermath of the blasts.

Suddenly she felt the sword handle sink a bit, so she turned her head to look back, and her gaze fell on the two pea shooters as she slightly lifted the lollipop in her mouth.

"Seriously," she said, "can you not plant trees on your brother's sword and play 'Plants vs. Pirates' here?"

"No harm in asking, if not on your sword, then where?"

Qing Meng continued to fire along with the two pea shooters. The shooters were ferocious, spitting out bullet-sized peas at speeds the naked eye could hardly capture, strafing the incoming bombs from the turrets.

Fan Quan adjusted her glasses: "We're all sisters here, let's be accommodating and not start arguing over a game instance."

"Sure thing, if Fan Quan says so, then your brother will accommodate," Cai Bing replied sarcastically.

She gave Fan Quan a sideways glance as she spoke.

Meanwhile, Ke Mingye sprinted forward, his figure so fast it was as if he left afterimages. He then pressed his right hand down near the Ferris wheel, shooting out spider silk from the base of one of the carriages.

The web "snapped" onto the rusty steel gate.

He gripped the silk firmly, kicked off the ground, and soared diagonally to the top of the carriage before shooting more silk upwards and jumping methodically higher and higher until he reached the apex of the Ferris wheel. Stay connected through empire

From this position, he was even a few meters above the Ghost Ship.

Ke Mingye stood on top of the Ferris wheel, surveying the situation as the wind whipped through his jumpsuit and tousled his fringe.

The Ghost Ship's eight cannons were clearly assigned tasks, with four targeting Cai Bing and the others maneuvering in the sky on their flying swords, and the other four aiming upwards at the Ferris wheel.

The incessant barrage covered the amusement park in a wave of heat and ash, the ground shook from the bombardment, leaving no place intact.

Magical Girl Hongyue came next to Ke Mingye with a scythe in hand, arms crossed, and asked, "Are we charging?"

"Charge."

After responding, Ke Mingye clenched his metal-gloved fingers and kicked off the highest carriage, leaping high from the very top of the Ferris wheel towards the Ghost Ship ahead.

Subsequently, he unleashed a Level E Skill in midair—"Superhero Landing"—landing elegantly on one knee atop the deck.

The moment he landed, a frightening crack spread from under his feet, creating a deep pit in the deck.

Boom!

As sawdust fluttered about, two nearby pirates were knocked overboard by the impact.

Then a burst of gunfire filled his ears, as bullets poured down like a violent storm, instantly penetrating the skulls of the two pirates—it was Qing Meng on the flying sword, her Thompson submachine gun spitting flames.

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A pirate rushing forward with a cleaver behind him, Ke Mingye glanced sideways slightly and extended his metal-gloved hand backward, as lines of metal in his palm shone brilliantly.

The next moment, an electromagnetic pulse shaped like a column burst forward, hitting the pirate's chest within half a second and knocking him back.

The pirate toppled over two barrels of wine, collapsing onto the wooden deck, his body convulsing.

The spilled wine on the floor only enhanced the conductivity of the electricity, and intense electromagnetic energy spread from his chest to every corner, tormenting each cell.

At the same time, Magical Girl Hongyue flew to the deck, brandishing a blood-red scythe and whipping up a fierce wind.

The other twelve pirates, originally intending to chase after Ke Mingye, saw her land on the deck and surged forward, raising their cleavers and charging with roars.

"Heh, a bunch of small fries, daring to challenge Lord Hongyue."

Magical Girl Hongyue said with a smirk, releasing a Class C Skill—[Magic Power Explosion]. The effect of this skill was "consume twenty percent of magic power to infuse into one's next attack."

She leaned forward slightly, lowering the handle of the scythe at her waist, assuming the stance for Sword Draw Strike.

Indeed, this was the Class E Skill [Sword Draw Strike], whose effect was to charge for three seconds, then dramatically increase the power of the next slash.

Meanwhile, atop the enormous sword hovering near the Ghost Ship, Fan Quan observed the deck's situation while closing his book, the three paper figures on his shoulders cheering with raised arms.

The first paper figure shouted "Id," "Ego," "Super-ego";

The second one shouted "Sacred Time," "Sacred Space," "Eternal Return";

The third one shouted "Absolute Spirit," "Dialectics," "Tragedy Theory."

"Super-ego."

Fan Quan said softly, his eyes behind the glasses fixating on Hongyue surrounded by pirates.

As he finished speaking, the first paper figure vanished. In its place, a bloody aura enveloped Magical Girl Hongyue's entire body, a dark red gas emanating from her pores.

[Super-ego: At the cost of fifty percent of maximum health, grants a "player target" double attribute values for 5 seconds (duration increases with player level).]

Magical Girl Hongyue glanced at the dark red gas rising from her body and, for some reason, felt like her power had inexplicably doubled.

"Could it be... this is divine potential?" she thought.

Just in time, three seconds of charging for Sword Draw Strike had elapsed.

With the triple buff of "Magic Power Explosion," "Sword Draw Strike," and "Super-ego," her power had reached an unprecedented and terrifying level.

The next instant, she swung the scythe handle at her waist with force, the blade cutting through the air like a lonely full moon.

Amidst deafening roars, the blood-red crescent instantly cleaved through the twelve pirates charging at her. Cut at the waist, their bodies split into twenty-four pieces, top and bottom halves clattering to the ground.

Blood splattered in full gore, spraying onto Hongyue's scythe, staining her cheeks red.

She stuck out her tongue, licking the blood on her face: "I told you, Lady Hongyue is invincible."

No sooner had she spoken than she collapsed onto the deck with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood: "Damn...why does it feel like I haven't been cut, yet I seem to have lost half my blood?"

She said this, propping herself up with the scythe on the floor, one hand on the handle, the other pressing her chest while she knelt.

Seeing this, Fan Quan shifted his gaze away from her, reassured. Since lost health would return after the instance ended, he didn't really care about the adverse effects "Super-ego" might have on the mysterious male.

At that moment, Ke Mingye had quickly eliminated the interference from three pirates, carving out space to move.

He lowered his right hand and shot a web toward the mast, grasping the silk and swinging upward, sprinting towards the Ghost Ship's captain at the corner of the deck.

Going solo, he descended.

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