"Why refuse?"
"As the most powerful nation in the world, our White Eagle can certainly satisfy all your requirements."
"And our needs are merely for you to cooperate with some experiments; we have no intention of taking your life."
Abraham felt confused. He clearly hadn't said anything wrong. With the White Eagle's national power, as long as it existed on this blue planet, he could help the other party obtain it.
So why refuse? What was the reason for the refusal?
"Because of your eyes!"
"In your eyes, what I see is not human emotion, but something like... an obsession with completing a mission?"
"Even though you are the one here inviting me, I always feel like you are completing someone else's task... In other words, does the White Eagle have a mastermind behind the scenes?"
"They don't even dare to show their face, only sending someone like you to invite me. I simply cannot feel at ease, so I must ask you to leave."
As a system role-player, Skirk also had system missions to complete, so she particularly understood the look in his eyes...
Because we are the same type of person!
And since the person behind the scenes had yet to appear, heaven knows what kind of trap they planned to set for Skirk?
Under such circumstances, she absolutely could not agree to the other party's request!
"I see. Then there's no other way..."
Abraham helplessly closed his eyes. When those pitch-black pupils opened once more, what they revealed was an unprecedented killing intent.
"As the White Eagle's strongest,'Superman', while inspecting the Far East region, I unexpectedly discovered a hidden alien."
"It is impossible to judge the extent of its strength, and brief communication has been useless. However, according to its words, the target seems to have a tendency to rule all of humanity."
"As the guardian of humanity, the White Eagle will not allow such a threat to exist on Earth... It must be slain on the spot, and its corpse brought back to the White Eagle for research, striving to... benefit all mankind with the research results!"
Abraham's words directly shocked the four students. Although they had already learned about the darkness of the world, seeing a world-class powerhouse like Abraham so easily frame someone before their eyes still made the young men and women feel angry.
"Why?"
"As the strongest of the White Eagle, why can you say such things with a straight face?"
As a princess of a nation, Stella naturally found such a thing hard to accept, because she was worried—worried that her parents or her future self might turn into such an ugly form...
This attitude of easily committing despicable acts purely for profit truly made Stella feel sick.
Normally, it would be impossible for Abraham to respond to Stella because their statuses were completely unequal, but Abraham responded strangely, and his speaking attitude even became solemn.
"This is America!"
After this sentence, Stella lost consciousness. Ikki and the others were the same; their levels were simply too low, and they couldn't possibly contend with a Desperado like Superman. It was already lucky they weren't killed instantly.
However, their bodies did not fall over. Although Abraham had answered Stella's question, it didn't mean he cared about her; perhaps the answer was just out of personal interest.
But now, it was time to take action!
The Blazer ability 'Superpower' was activated almost instantly. Abraham directly took control of Skirk's four students, letting these weak Blazers serve as the vanguard.
If the intelligence was correct, they had a teacher-student relationship. Skirk would surely spend time protecting them, and Abraham could then use his powerful strength to deliver a fatal blow to Skirk at the critical moment!
"This is the White Eagle." That statement was indeed not wrong.
However, everything Skirk did surpassed Abraham's imagination.
One second—it took only a single second.
This white-haired, red-eyed woman didn't even summon her Device. Relying solely on her palm strikes, she knocked all four unconscious and then threw them into a special space...
The entire movement was as smooth as flowing water, without any hesitation. Even Abraham, who could predict the future by a few seconds, failed to react in time.
"What kind of speed is this?"
Despite only getting a first glimpse of the opponent's strength, Abraham had no intention of relaxing; instead, he became even more vigilant than before.
Could it be that even he couldn't see her clearly?
"Then the Superpowers I use next will need to be even faster!"
Invisibility.
Mental Interference.
Elements.
Acceleration.
All sorts of Superpowers manifested on Abraham's body. Utilizing multiple abilities simultaneously was already commonplace for Superman; he had long been used to it, which was why he could unleash such formidable combat power.
But his opponent, Skirk, frowned at some point.
The white-haired, red-eyed woman casually merged sword blades together, assembling them into a double-edged long spear.
Before the blonde man in the distance could react, Skirk's snake-like figure pierced through space and arrived directly in front of Abraham.
Abraham:!!!
Why?
He had clearly predicted it!
To prevent the opponent from seeing his figure, he had even used invisibility to lower his presence and released wind and snow to affect the opponent's perception.
But even so, Skirk still found Abraham's body instantly and swung a fatal blow at the blonde man...
No.
Something was wrong.
Not just Abraham, but even Skirk sensed a subtle difference.
The Abraham before her... was far too weak, wasn't he?
From the perspective of a Desperado, he was indeed powerful, capable of using various Superpowers and enough to crush ninety percent of the world's Blazers.
Even if Nango Torajiro were here, he probably wouldn't last more than a few rounds against him.
But for a Desperado who had transcended awakening, Abraham was simply too weak—so weak that Skirk even doubted if he was truly the White Eagle's number one...
Could it be a clone?
Dusty memories gradually surfaced in Skirk's mind, making her understand why Superman was so weak.
The White Eagle's technology was the most powerful among all nations, and naturally, it possessed its own trump cards.
Clearly,'Superman' Abraham Kater was a product of one of those trump cards: clones! And not just ordinary clones, but clones of a 'Desperado'!
In other words, the White Eagle could have as many beings like Superman as they wanted. They wouldn't feel the loss even if a few or even hundreds died.
"I really was underestimated..."
Skirk's tone was somewhat dissatisfied. She had originally thought she could see something from a Desperado who had transcended awakening, but it turned out to be something like a clone.
She was so disappointed!
"Since you are a Desperado, I shall give you the respect you deserve."
"However, remember to bring more manpower the next time you come to deal with me, so you don't end up like this again..."
"Sink into the Abyssal Sea!"
Next was...
A single sword strike to behead him—!
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