A visible shock wave spread out from Luke and Cull Oblivion, blowing the four-armed monsters away.
This time, Cull Oblivion wasn't sent flying.
Most of the momentum from Vibration, which had been deliberately controlled, was eliminated, and a destructive force pierced Cull Oblivion's waist.
His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open as he stared at Luke, whose fists had hit him on both sides.
There was disbelief on that ugly and hideous face.
Why didn't Luke punch him in the chest?
Steve's shield hadn't been able to break all the way through Proxima Midnight's armor earlier, while the brawny and tall Cull Oblivion's breastplate was even thicker. Only an idiot would hit him where he had the toughest defense.
Because the armor at his waist had to be flexible, not only was it thinner, it also had chinks.
For other people, these chinks were just a small weakness that weren't easy to attack.
