As time passed, the situation worsened. The Twelve Emissaries of the Foundation joined the battle, adding immense pressure. Each emissary wielded incredibly powerful abilities, and their arrival caused Critical City's defenses to fall apart.
Yu Qiang engaged in a fierce clash with one of the emissaries, whose power was to control flames. Fire danced through the air, the heat suffocating. Yu Qiang constantly swung the metal around him, but each attack was blocked by the opponent's flames, the metal melting instantly upon contact.
"Hahaha! It seems your fate is sealed!" the Torch sneered as the flames grew more intense.
Yu Qiang gritted his teeth, persevering, but knew deep down the situation was dire. The opponent's display of power was overwhelming.
Zhang Jiazhu's reinforcements fought valiantly, but against the Twelve Emissaries' immense power, they too began to falter. The mercenary group's defenses were continually breached, and the roving brotherhoods and gangs fell one by one in the intense battle.
"We can't give up! Keep fighting!" Zhang Jiazhu shouted, but his voice was increasingly strained.
Just then, the sky darkened, and an invisible pressure enveloped the battlefield. The Alpha Chairman of the Foundation descended slowly, his presence like an insurmountable mountain, suffocating everyone.
The Alpha Chairman single-handedly fought all the powerful supernaturals of Critical City, each strike carrying cataclysmic force. Many powerful supernaturals were defeated, their abilities rendered useless before Alpha.
"So this is what you call power?" Alpha said coldly, his voice dripping with contempt.
Bai Mo and Chen Zhe watched from a distance, feeling unprecedented pressure. Bai Mo trembled all over, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. He had never faced such a formidable enemy, instinctively feeling incapable of confronting him.
"Chen Zhe, we can't fight him. His power is too immense," Bai Mo said with difficulty, his voice filled with fear and helplessness.
Chen Zhe also felt powerless, but gritted his teeth, trying to stay calm. "We have to find another way. This is not an enemy we can face head-on."
Bai Mo took a deep breath and nodded. They knew Critical City was in dire straits, and they had to seek other means of survival.
As Critical City's defenses were completely destroyed, the Foundation's troops occupied the entire city. The Alpha Chairman stood in the city center, overlooking everything, his eyes cold and gleaming.
"The world will usher in a new order, and you supernaturals will be completely eradicated." Alpha's voice echoed over Critical City, bringing endless despair.
As the Twelve Emissaries of the Foundation joined the battle, the situation in Critical City grew increasingly dire. Among them, an emissary named Nitrogenite was particularly terrifying. He could control the changes in the air, making the battlefield extremely dangerous.
"Here I come! Qifeng Bro! Do you remember me?" Bai Yoon greeted Lin Qifeng cheerfully.
"We can catch up later! Let's deal with the problem first!" Lin Qifeng shouted urgently.
Bai Yoon and Lin Qifeng fought side by side, trying to fend off the enemy's attack. However, when they faced Nitrogenite, the air suddenly became exceptionally heavy, making each breath a struggle.
"Bai Yoon, be careful! This guy is not easy," Lin Qifeng said in a deep voice, his eyes locked on Nitrogenite. The woman before them was small in stature but exuded a powerful killing intent.
Bai Yoon nodded, sensing the unusual change in the air, knowing this battle would be exceptionally tough. Nitrogenite looked at them coldly, raising her hand slightly, causing the surrounding air to ripple violently.
"Do you two dare to be arrogant in front of me?" Nitrogenite's voice was as cold as steel, filled with endless chill.
Bai Yoon swiftly attacked, her figure like lightning rushing towards Nitrogenite. However, as she approached, the air became viscous, her movements slowing as if trapped in mud.
"This is the power of air; you can't even get close to me," Nitrogenite sneered, her fingers moving slightly, and the oppressive feeling in the air intensified.
Lin Qifeng immediately unleashed his domain, trying to counter Nitrogenite's control with his long whip. His blade cut through the air, aiming straight at Nitrogenite. However, the blade was deflected by a powerful air current before reaching her.
"Hmph, if you can't even break through the air, what do you have to fight me with?" Nitrogenite's smile grew more arrogant.
Bai Yoon didn't give up. She took a deep breath, focusing her energy, pushing her abilities to the limit. Her speed increased suddenly, moving to Nitrogenite's flank, looking for an opening.
"Lin Qifeng, now!" Bai Yoon shouted.
Lin Qifeng understood her intention immediately, launching numerous whips of varying lengths towards Nitrogenite, creating a black storm.
"Black Tornado!"
Meanwhile, Bai Yoon used this brief cover to get close to Nitrogenite, her twin guns aimed precisely at his vital points.
Nitrogenite hadn't anticipated this move, hurriedly forming an air barrier, but Bai Yoon's attack was too fast. The bullets pierced the barrier, grazing his shoulder.
"You can't win against me, but I don't have time to play with you today," Nitrogenite said angrily, the oppressive air suddenly lifting as he swiftly left the battlefield.
Bai Yoon and Lin Qifeng watched Nitrogenite leave, exchanging glances and breathing a sigh of relief.
"Though we let him go, we've at least temporarily lifted the crisis," Lin Qifeng said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Battles were happening elsewhere as well.
"Hand of Dragon" Li Long, a supernatural known for his speed and strength, was facing one of the Twelve Emissaries- Plague. This emissary had the terrifying ability to control viruses, making the entire battlefield extremely perilous.
Plague sneered at Li Long, his hands waving lightly, invisible viruses spreading through the air. "Do you think your power can fight me? This area is already covered with my virus, and each breath you take accelerates your death."
Li Long took a deep breath, his gaze sharp as a blade. "No matter how strong you are, I won't back down."
Li Long launched a swift attack, his figure ghosting around Plague. His fists whistled through the air, aimed directly at Plague. However, Plague stood calmly, seemingly unconcerned by Li Long's attack.
"Your speed is indeed fast, but in the face of viruses, all power is useless." Plague smiled slightly, his hands moving suddenly, releasing countless tiny viruses that quickly surrounded Li Long.
Li Long felt discomfort, his body becoming sluggish, his breathing labored. "What... have you done to me?"
Plague looked at him coldly. "These viruses have entered your body, quickly corroding your organs, stripping you of your combat ability."
Li Long gritted his teeth, trying to resist the virus's erosion with sheer willpower. He knew if he didn't deal with Plague quickly, he wouldn't be able to continue fighting. He gathered all his strength, unleashing his ultimate move-"Dragon Shadow Flash!"
Li Long's figure vanished, reappearing instantly behind Plague, his hands like dragon claws striking towards Plague's back. However, just as his attack was about to hit, Plague's body turned into a black mist, and Li Long's attack hit nothing.
"Did you think you could defeat me like this? Too naive." Plague's voice sounded from the black mist before his figure reappeared, his fingers glowing with a green light.
Li Long felt the virus spreading rapidly within him, his strength draining quickly. He knew he couldn't keep fighting, but he couldn't give up.
"Even if I die, I won't let you win easily!" Li Long roared, launching another attack.
"Dragon Head Fury!"
However, his speed was now far less than before, his fists heavy in the air.
Plague lightly waved his hand, a powerful virus storm hitting Li Long head-on, knocking him to the ground instantly. His body trembled violently, blood gushing from his mouth.
"It seems you've realized how fragile power is against viruses," Plague said coldly, looking down at his fallen opponent.
Li Long barely lifted his head, his eyes still filled with unyielding determination. "You... won't win. We... won't give up."
Plague smiled slightly, turning away. "The destruction of Critical City is just a matter of time. Your resistance will only hasten its end."
Li Long's vision blurred, his consciousness fading into darkness. But he firmly believed that the supernaturals of Critical City would not give up easily. They would continue to fight until the very end.