Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon

Chapter 325  324: I'm Not A Fan Of Balls!

325  324: I'm Not A Fan Of Balls!

(A Few Minutes Prior)

In the heart of a desolate industrial district, where rusted factories loomed like ancient titans amidst the dimming light of dusk, a fierce battle erupted. The clang of metal against bone, the roar of flames colliding with darkness, and the hiss of a serpent's deadly dance reverberated through the abandoned streets.

The male with the power to control and summon bones, Fatty Black Bonez, stood firm, his eyes fixed on the flaming figure before him.

With a commanding gesture, he called forth an assemblage of bones, shaping them into a colossal pair of hands that seemed to materialize from the very essence of the earth itself. The bones creaked and groaned as they hovered in the air and clenched into fists, ready to pummel their fiery adversary.

Beside him, the second male, Triple X, a summoner of the deceased, whispered ancient incantations under his breath. Shadows danced around him, coalescing into a scythe that emerged from the spectral realm. The lone female, Melissa, a mistress of serpents, stood behind the duo. Her eyes flashed with determination as she wielded her twin daggers, each glinting ominously in the flickering light of the industrial ruins.

With a subtle flick of her wrist, a white majestic serpent with golden eyes appeared around her left arm, Ouroboros.

Its sudden appearance made it seem like it had always been there from the beginning and was not summoned from thin air. Its cracked scales shimmered in vibrant hues as it slithered sinuously around her, awaiting her command.

Their opponent, a formidable figure wreathed in flames, Kane exuded raw power and unyielding strength. Each step he took scorched the cracked asphalt beneath his feet, leaving molten footprints in his wake. The intense heat radiating from him distorted the air and made Fatty Black Bonez, Triple X, and Melissa furrow their brows.

"So all of you have tapped into the power of mysticism. I guess it's not surprising you were able to kill and gravely injure the previous tier 3s and tier 4s sent to kill you."

Despite facing three above-average tier 3s, Kane did not look bothered. His gait was that of an individual who was confident in his strength.

Kane gazed at each one of his opponents, and three things caught his attention.

The first was the large pair of bone hands. Although the bony hands mainly exuded astral aura, he could sense a faint amount of mystic energy in the large bone hands.

The large bone hands were what threw him out of the destroyed abandoned warehouse, and he was extremely surprised by the amount of force unleashed by the large bone hands.

If not for his quick and instinctive reaction, he would most likely be suffering from broken bones and would have gotten some serious injuries.

The amount of force and power that was unleashed by the large bone hands was not the only thing that took Kane by surprise.

The bones contained a faint presence of mystic energy and he knew that this mystical energy was the main reason for the power contained in the bone hands.

The mystic energy was extremely subtle, and untalented tier 3s would not be able to sense it, but he could sense it, and he knew he could not take the bone hands lightly.

The second thing that caught his attention was the scythe in the hands of the man who exuded a thick aura of death.

The scythe gave him an extremely dangerous feeling and he knew he had to be extremely careful when facing the scythe.

Out of everything he saw, he knew the scythe was the most dangerous, and he had to avoid getting cut by it at all costs.

The last thing that caught his attention was the white snake with golden eyes.

The snake did not give him a dangerous feeling compared to the scythe, but his instincts told him that the snake was unique and could potentially harm him.

He could sense a small amount of mystic energy in the snake, and he knew it had the potential to harm him.

'No matter what, I have to kill these three.'

'No.'

'All these abnormals need to die.'

'They're related to the heir of the House of Divine, who is also an abnormal.'

'If they join the House of Divine, the House of Divine would surely become more powerful than us in no time.'

'They have to die… No matter what.'

Kane's eyes flashed with a ruthless and determined light as he gazed at Fatty Black Bonez, Melissa, and Triple X.

"What's with the change in expression skinny clown?"

Fatty Black Bonez asked with a mocking expression and voice, but Kane remained calm and unfazed.

He said no words and calmly waved his left hand.

The moment he waved his hand, multiple fireballs appeared above him, and with an emotionless expression, he waved his right hand at the group of three.

"Go."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The fireballs flew toward Fatty Black Bonez, Melissa, and Triple X. With 65% of them moving towards Fatty Black Bonez especially.

The eyes of Fatty Black Bonez, Melissa, and Triple X widened to the extreme as they saw countless fireballs going towards them.

They all jumped away, separating from one another.

Although they somewhat expected it, they all clicked their tongues when they saw the fireballs follow after them like a homing missile.

"Hey! What the fuck man?! Why do I have more fireballs attacking me?!"

"I'm not really a fan of balls you know?! Especially hot ones!!"

Melissa, Triple X, Kane, and even Boros, Melissa's pet serpent, all had twitched their eyes when they heard Fatty Black Bonez's words.

Melissa felt embarrassed having a teammate like Fatty Black Bonez, and she felt like telling Boros to devour him.

Triple X, who rarely experienced emotions, even felt strange listening to Fatty Black Bonez's words.

As for Kane, the urge to make Fatty Black Bonez suffer the more grew.

Despite the feelings of Melissa, Triple X, and Fatty Black Bonez, they were all focused, and they unleashed various defenses to block the onslaught of fireballs.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!