"Boom!"
The ground let out a muffled explosion, followed a loud ear splitting sound that instantly imploded at that exact same time frame.
The man had suddenly turned into an after image, his original body standing beside the dark sinned man had vanished from his previous position, turning into a streak of blue blur that expanded towards Michael like a thread with insane speed.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared before him like a ghost. He young man stretched out his right hand.
In that second, his right hand immediately split into two, arranging and pushing them self aside whole releasing mechanical sounds as a large blade extended from his palm.
Without waiting a single second, he stabbed the blade directly into Michael's neck, his intention to completely understand incapacitate him.
Michael's face turned cold and he let out a cold snort. Instantly, a jolt of electricity streaked through his brain, down his spine as the information to activate the sandevistan was immediately received.
Since they wanted to kill him, then there's no need to hold back for people like them.
I'm) ediately, his spine lot up with multiple macro LEDs as millions of electrical impulses jolted from his spine, transferring to the nerves going to his legs head hands and feet!
His entire nervous system received the insane joules of electricity increasing their capability as well as their speed.
Hence, his reaction speed exploded by multiple times over.
A jolt of electricity could seen streaking past Michael's pupils as he moved.
It was as though his right hand had teleported as he grabbed at the sharp oblade stabbing for his throat.
"DING!"
The man's pupils widened and his face fell. "Impossible!"
It was as though he couldn't believe what was happening!
Michael had grabbed his full scale attack with one hand. And it wasn't just an ordinary attack, but a military grade skillware called the Star Line Sword!
It was a basic salary military grade skill ware used by the armies to combat Terranoids back at the Frontline and was extremely effective against those terrifying viruses and malware.
Greg had even used this skill ware, managing to pierce an half-bread's chest, while it was being occupied by the gang leader. That was how he managed to get upgrade his arm cyberware and legs cyberware, further increasing his strength, speed and reaction speed
Especially giddy to test out his strength, speed he had went all out against this street urchin but now, but what was this situation?
punk.
The punk actually managed to grab it with just one hand?
Greg didn't even have time to think about retreating when a 'whooshing' sound increased in his ears.
Michael tilted backward slightly and his lifted his right leg, whipping it towards the man's neck like a large whip.
"Whoosh!"
The man saw the leg blur toward him from thecorners of his eyes, he immediately screamed at him self to dodge, but he was simply to slow.
"BANG!" "CRACK!" "BOOM!"
The foot slammed into him like a large sledge hammer swing at full strength.
The bones in his neck immediately shattered, twisting it in an awakeard angle as the kinetic energy slammed into him. Greg was sent flying sideways, slamming into the dark alleyway wall as the entire building shook from the force, creating dust that scattered in all directions.
When the dust finally faded, one could finally see Greg, and his situation isn't near good. His body was stuck in the wall of the building and his head was awkwardly bent in parallel position to his neck in a n-shape manner, his fate now unknown.
The gand leader with glowing neon tattoo on his face stared at Greg's body with an expressionless face and then slowly turned towards Michael.
His thick, dark lips curled up and an evil smirk filled with malicious intent appeared on his face.
His four glowing pupils lot up intently, staring at Michael with new found interest. It was as though he had found a new play thing to you to death with.
"A high-tier civilian grade sandevistan, and just two cyberware with a simple street-tier skill ware, The brawler? Nah, I don't buy it kid. You've got secrets you're trying to hide and I'm gonna be the wine to pry them open."
The dark skinned man got excited as he spoke, licking his lips like a man who had been starving in a desert for months, finally seeing free food and wine.
"With such strength at a young age, it either means you've been genetically modified in your embryo stage, but judging from cheap skill ware and cyberware and from the fact that they would never replace their own body when the path to become an Altered is within their palms, that rules out you being an Heigh"
Touching his chin, the man pursed his lips and continued speculating out loud. "Which only leaves out one other option. Which is Nanites."
The man's pupils suddenly constricted as he completed his guess.
His smile reaching all the way to his ears as the edge if his lips split opened, letting out a terrifying laughter that bordered on madness.
The malice in his four glowing pupils increased drastically and massive killing intent erupted out from him, his gaze fixated on Michael.
"Here I thought harvesting an Half-bred was my pay of a lifetime, now that I think about it, I am going to get really rich harvesting you alive."
Happily clapping his hands, he could already count how much credits he would earn if he got his hands on Michael.
And apart from the actual Gene-modifying Nanite, what other secrets could he be hiding in that little body of his?
The dark skinned gang leader eyes flashed in excitement.
In that instant, the dark skinned man's body shook and his muscles suddenly began to undulate, spamming and oscillating underneath his flesh.
His synthetic flesh suddenly began to split open with several cracks on the surface of the skin, revealing several tear patterns across .