One Punch Man Light 소설 & 이야기

As the voice cursed from inside the light orb, the four light beams coming out of the structure were instantly transformed into four huge hands. Those four hands positioned themselves to surround Taichu and pressed against her light shield forcefully. “Marius, you brute!” Taichu released four purplish-gold light beams from her body almost instantaneously to stop the hands from crushing her. The energies emanated from Taichuʼs light beams obliterated everything found even thousands of light years away. For a moment, Taichu and the gigantic light orb remained in the same spots, still trying to overpower the other person. However, none of them seemed to have a way of beating their opponent.

He didn't think; he reacted. He lunged forward, his fist glowing with a violent violet light. He channeled everything he had—every scrap of energy left in his starving cells—into a single punch. CLANG. The sound was like a sledgehammer hitting an anvil. Baraka’s fist struck Subject One’s chest. The impact sent a shockwave through Baraka’s arm that shattered his own wrist and forearm. The bone snapped in four places, the jagged ends piercing through his skin. Subject One didn't even flinch. He didn't even move an inch backward. He looked down at Baraka’s mangled arm with a curious tilt of his head.

Like something switched off. "The light!" I shout to Micah. "It disrupts the serum. Don't fight them physically. Hit them with the light." He nods. Steps closer to me. Our shoulders touch. The golden energy between us amplifies. His shields extend further. My strikes hit harder. The light creates a feedback loop that makes us both more powerful. We move as one. Pulse after pulse of golden energy. Each burst drops a serum wolf. They collapse like puppets with cut strings. Not dead. Just shut down.

I turn around and see Andrei not approaching me like I thought he would, but going over to the bed while pulling the white shirt he's wearing from his body. I can already tell he's in great shape from the way his muscles protrude while he dims the lights and shifts his weight from side to side. Then he turns around, revealing a toned six-pack and muscular arms with all sorts of different tattoos running down them. One of them a beautifully drawn woman on his bicep. "Come here," he orders, snapping me out of my trance. I nod and scurry over to him, making sure I stay a few feet away. Pfft, that probably won't matter in a few minutes.

The building's silhouettes suddenly became the dark night sky and the lights from their windows suddenly were twinkling. "Isn't that beautiful?" I asked when I saw a broken stoplight, the red light was blinking and the green and yellow once didn't seem to work. I thought it was aesthetically pleasing, under the gloom of the night, along the empty streets and silently passing cars. The slow blinking of that stop light seemed to harmonize with the quietness of the evening. I looked at Edgar and he was frowning at the stop light. "Pretty much could cause traffic, goodness, that should be fixed," he said and I rolled my eyes at him.

Fortunately, the damage was minimized, so no substantial damage was done. Immediately afterward, David’s other two clones also reached him. Azul caught the Ice Soul Excalibur and the white light it emitted with his right hand that was enveloped by the Blue Light, completely stopping it in its tracks. Azul’s hands were tied. Therefore, when the Void Punch came from behind, he had to use his body and the Blue Light’s defense to resist it. Smash! The Void Punch landed heavily on the middle of Azul’s back.

Finally, he felt more secure. After that, he threw a punch. His fist was like the sun. With his strong body, he punched at the light pillar with pure power. The light pillar flashed for a second after the attack. And that was all. Other than its color being a little lighter than before, the attack dealt no damage.

She called for the guards and brought them to the infirmary. Along her was the bystander from before who heard Lucas shouting at the hallways, named Light, that was also a handpicked member just like Pea Hardshell. He sat beside her and was watching how Lucas and Moon breathed while laying on their beds. Light was a slim man of average height. He wore a plain, brown vest adorned with a dark pattern of countless minuscule diamonds over his shirt, which was black in color, and switched to a pair of light brown pants, held up by a bright brown belt with a simple metal buckle, with each leg being seemingly adorned by a line of studs. He shared the ages of the Martin cousins.

It wasn’t as fast as it used to be, but it was still fast enough. “I need to slow it again.” I told Dominic. “Do it. I’ll give you the shot.” Dominic ducked under Varen’s wild haymaker, planted a fist into his gut, and kicked off his chest to flip back. Varen staggered— Perfect room for me to strike. A pulse of raw energy erupted from my palm. Blue light concentrated in a single beam. It cracked across Varen’s shoulder and lit up the forest. He snarled, half his arm blown away.

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.