Meanwhile, Sick and Zäck found themselves in a precarious situation.
Sick urgently turned to Zäck and whispered, "Zäck, listen, I have a plan."
Zäck listened attentively and replied, "Yes? What's your plan?"
Sick quickly explained, "I'm going to shoot at him. Keep him distracted so I can hit him."
"But the shot will just go through him!" Zäck hesitated.
Sick pleaded with Zäck, "Just trust me!"
Zäck decided to support Sick and charged at Nr. 1 to distract him.
Nr. 1 initially seemed disinterested and allowed Zäck to pass through his body as if he were empty air.
At that moment, Sick fired his shot...
An expression of surprise appeared on Nr. 1's face as the shot unexpectedly hit him directly.
Confused, Nr. 1 stammered, "But how is this possible?!"
Nr. 1 was furious and growled, "You little...!"
He tried to attack Sick, but Zäck pulled Sick away just in time.
Suddenly, Kliflie appeared and exclaimed excitedly, "Guys!"
Sick was surprised, "Kliflie! What are you doing here?"
"You've been gone for so long, we were worried. What... Nr. 1?" Kliflie responded with concern.
Nr. 1 laughed mockingly, "Ah, Number 0. So you've been hiding with this group."
Kliflie confidently countered, "Still better than your ridiculous gang."
Nr. 1 was furious, "How dare you?!"
Sick interrupted the heated exchange, "Where's Roter?"
"He's fighting Praxis," Kliflie answered.
Sick was shocked, "What?! All alone?! We need to help him!"
Kliflie tried to calm him down, "He will make it. But where is Sig? Did you find him?"
Zäck replied with a heavy heart, "Sig... he's... dead."
Kliflie could hardly believe it, "What?!"
"Nr. 1 dropped a giant metal skull on him and dragged him into the abyss!" Sick explained angrily.
Kliflie vowed for revenge, "Just wait, Number 1..."
Kliflie focused all his strength and created a powerful aura of all the elements. Suddenly, he caused an elemental explosion.
But Nr. 1 seemed unaffected and mockingly said, "You should know that I..."
The glass ceiling started to crack, and water slowly flooded into the room.
"So, that's what you were after," Nr. 1 realized.
Kliflie grinned triumphantly and explained, "Exactly, soon the ceiling will give way, and we will be washed upward."
Nr. 1 let out his anger, "You're forcing me to get serious..."
Kliflie remained calm and provoked, "I figured you were stalling for time."
Sick was confused and asked, "Time for what? What do you mean?"
But Nr. 1 abruptly interrupted their discussion. He appeared behind Zäck and threw him away with full force. At the same time, he effortlessly deflected Sick's shot back at him.
Nr. 1 laughed mockingly, "It doesn't matter anyway... you won't make it in time. The Precursor Stone will soon belong to the Lord."
"What?!" Sick couldn't believe it.
Kliflie rushed around Nr. 1 with many shots, but they seemingly passed through him effortlessly.
Sick gave the agreed signal, and all the shots flew towards Nr. 1, hitting him.
Next, Zäck attacked, but his attack had
no effect. Then Kliflie attacked, followed by Sick's shot. But the shot passed through Nr. 1.
Sick groaned in disappointment, "Oh no!"
Nr. 1 taunted, "I knew it. Your negative shots don't hit what they're supposed to hit."
Sick was frustrated with the unsuccessful shot. However, he didn't let it discourage him and fired again. But once again, the shot went straight through Nr. 1.
Sick cursed, "Damn it!"
Nr. 1 laughed arrogantly, "Hahah, you're easier to read than a book."
Kliflie and Zäck continued to attack Nr. 1, while Sick shot again. But all their attacks seemed to be ineffective.
Kliflie pondered urgently and whispered something to Sick, "Sick, listen. Let's try this: whisper."
Sick nodded determinedly, "Alright."
He began to charge up his energy while Kliflie rushed toward Nr. 1 and attacked him.
"This is pointless, Nr. 0," Nr. 1 sneered.
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Although Kliflie flew through Nr. 1, he simultaneously enveloped him with a cloak of flames.
Nr. 1 was surprised, "What?!"
He passed through the fire unharmed and noticed Sick preparing for his powerful shot.
"So, that's your plan. But unfortunately, I can dodge your shots," Nr. 1 realized.
He leaped high into the air.
Zäck grinned and commented, "Too bad it won't work." He saw through Nr. 1's mode and kicked him directly into Sick's prepared shot.
Nr. 1 was hit by the massive shot and took the full impact.
Confused, he muttered, "This can't be..."
Kliflie, who swiftly reached Nr. 1 with his wind power, prepared for the final blow.
But suddenly, the ceiling collapsed, and water flooded into the room.
Everyone was forced to swim upward, but the abyss was too deep. Kliflie created an air bubble and gathered Sick, Zäck, and even Sig, who was still trapped further below.
As they floated upward, they watched Nr. 1 slowly drown. They had won the battle.
Until the four of them finally reached land.
Roter and Praxis stood on the carrier high above the construction site. Suddenly, a helicopter appeared behind Roter, its rotors whirring loudly and stirring up the air.
Praxis stared in disbelief at the helicopter and asked with an excited voice, "What the hell is that?"
Roter briefly turned his gaze away from Praxis and calmly replied, "That's a live broadcast. The entire city can witness this fight between us."
The two continued their sword fight with their Eco swords. The strikes collided, sparks flying. But this time, Praxis seemed to have the upper hand. With powerful blows, he pushed Roter further and further back.
Eventually, Roter couldn't withstand the attack and lost his balance. He fell into the debris of the construction site, landing roughly and losing consciousness.
In his unconscious state, Roter found himself in a strange vision. He was in a gloomy graveyard surrounded by tombstones. Suddenly, the spirits of his deceased friends materialized around him. They were the victims of Praxis' cruel experiments. Roter felt a deep anger welling up inside him.
The vision abruptly disappeared, and Roter woke up from his unconsciousness. With renewed energy, he leaped out of the pile of trash and focused on Praxis, who was still standing on the carrier.
Roter gathered his strength and landed a decisive blow on Praxis, sending him crashing to the ground. Praxis groaned in pain and was completely surprised by Roter's sudden comeback.
Roter approached Praxis slowly, who writhed in pain on the ground, struggling to breathe. With a cool gaze, Roter stepped towards Praxis and reached out to snatch the valuable Precursor Stone from him.
But before Roter could reach the stone, Kor appeared.
Roter looked at Kor in confusion and asked, "Kor... What's going on here?"
Kor smiled wickedly and replied, "You surely know... just think of your worst nightmares. Everything is exactly as I planned. Hahaha!"
Suddenly, Kor began to transform, assuming the form of the leader of the Metal Skulls.
Triumphantly, Kor roared, "There you have it! Without the protective shield wall, nothing stands in the way of my power now. And now, step aside and give me the Precursor Stone!"
Bravely, Roter stood in front of Kor and responded with determination, "I will never surrender it to you!"
Kor laughed mockingly and shouted, "Then die!"
The battle between Roter and Kor erupted with tremendous intensity. However, Roter was still exhausted from his previous fight with Praxis, while Kor unleashed his superhuman strength. Kor seemed to tear Roter apart.
At a crucial moment, Praxis appeared and fought alongside Roter against Kor. The two fighters acted instinctively and fought side by side against the overwhelmingly powerful opponent.
In the midst of the heated battle, Kor managed to hurl Roter into the air with a powerful strike. Roter spun through the air, trying to regain his balance. In this decisive moment, he focused his last remaining strength into his fist and unleashed a powerful flame aura around himself.
With a long battle cry, Roter descended like a falling meteorite from the sky. His body glowed with heat as he hurtled toward the ground relentlessly.
Simultaneously, Praxis held Kor firmly, giving him no chance to move. "If the city must die, we all die!" Praxis shouted.
Kor, filled with rage, screamed and desperately tried to break free. But Praxis held him with all his strength, also roaring from the effort.
At the moment Roter slammed forcefully into the ground, he unleashed an enormous explosion of flames. The immense energy from the impact struck both Kor and Praxis. The heat and force of the impact were overwhelming.
The flames flickered wildly, filling the surroundings with an infernal glow. Kor and Praxis were engulfed by the tremendous explosion of flames, their bodies consumed by the heat and force of the impact. Roter's arm was severely damaged and bleeding profusely.
For a moment, an unsettling silence prevailed as the flames slowly faded, and the smoke cleared. Kor fled to protect himself from further harm.
After the battle, Roter and Praxis were exhausted and severely injured. Praxis extended his hand to Roter and said with a serious expression, "Roter, we should work together! With the power of your Eco abilities and my stone, we can rule the world! What do you say?"
Suddenly, a slashing sound rang out as Praxis' hand was severed and fell to the ground. Praxis stared in shock at his severed hand and looked up at Roter.
Roter quickly seized the Precursor Stone that had been in Praxis' hand. His expression was cold and resolute.
With a calm voice, Roter said, "I'm sorry, Baron Praxis... But I already told you. This is where you meet your end."
Roter turned away from Praxis and walked away.
Praxis stared at Roter with wide eyes, then his head also fell off, and his lifeless body sank to the ground.
Kliflie rushed over and called out worriedly, "Roter!"
Roter turned to his friends and smiled with relief, "There you are, guys!"
Sick asked excitedly, "How did it go?"
Proudly, Roter replied, "Praxis is dead, and I have the Precursor Stone in my hands."
Zäck cheered, "That's incredible! Great job!"
Sick added, "And we defeated Nr. 1 and saved Sig!"
Roter nodded contentedly, "Perfect. We only have one mission left."
Energetically, Kliflie exclaimed, "Onward to the leader!"