Although Shun had taken out his long spear, the hooded man still walked straight toward him as if he hadn't heard anything, without the slightest hesitation.
Shun didn't know where the man got his confidence from, but he looked rather familiar… So this was one of the male combatants under Cocolia's command the Tang poetry types.
A clone of Welt Joyce, a castrated version of the Herrscher of Reason who could only use a little of the Star of Eden's gravity ability. The original was a natural saint, but every single clone was more ridiculous than the last.
Mhm, although he didn't know this one's serial number, since Shun encountered him first, he would just call him Welt No. 1.
Welt No. 1 stopped five meters away from Shun and did not attack immediately. He seemed quite particular about ceremony.
He pulled off his hood, revealing a face identical to Joyce's, though his hairstyle looked like that of a non-mainstream Selar.
The gentleness and compassion seen on Joyce were completely absent from this guy. One could say that people like him living in this world were simply dragging the hero Joyce's name through the mud.
Mhm, he definitely had to kill this one later. Shun thought to himself. Although he looked down on the people in Anti-Entropy, Shun had always held great respect for Joyce.
"Hey, are you the guy that Lady Cocolia ordered me to kill? You don't look particularly special. Killing you actually requires the famous Herrscher of Reason and leader of Anti-Entropy to take action personally."
"Heh." This clone was being used as a pawn yet still putting on airs here. Driven around like a dog by Cocolia, sold out and still counting money for others.
"Then why does the great leader of Anti-Entropy have to listen to the words of one of his subordinates? Isn't that quite ridiculous?"
Shun found it somewhat interesting and wanted to chat with this guy a bit more. After all, there weren't many people as ridiculously Tang as Welt No. 1.
"What do you know? This leader is simply showing consideration for his subordinates. Lady Cocolia is someone I value. Since she sincerely requested me to act, this leader naturally has to consider it appropriately."
It was obvious that Welt No. 1 was getting a little anxious. He probably also felt that being so easily ordered around by Cocolia was damaging to his face.
"Mhm, mhm, mhm. Anti-Entropy, an organization that can rival Schicksal, actually needs its own Herrscher of Reason and leader to personally kill an ordinary man. Tsk tsk tsk."
Shun continued using provocation, but this time it didn't work as well as he had imagined.
Welt No. 1 flicked his hand, and a purple light sphere appeared in his right hand. He looked at Shun and said, "This leader is the Herrscher of Reason. I won't fall for your divisive tactics. Lady Cocolia did indeed overstep her bounds, but after I kill you, this leader will naturally deal with her. As for you, you daring bastard who tries to sow discord die under the mighty power of the Herrscher of Reason!"
"Oh? You got smarter?" Shun looked at Welt No. 1 with slight surprise. He hadn't expected him to be only half-Tang instead of fully Tang.
Mhm… gravity ability, huh. Against ordinary Valkyries without special means, it could indeed easily create a crushing advantage.
Even Taz would possibly flip over if she wasn't careful. It wasn't that Taz was too weak it was simply because Authority-type abilities were just that cheap.
Combat wasn't a debate. One couldn't decide everything just by looking at crater size. Fortunately, Shun's Thousand Pounds also had gravity ability and could easily cancel out Welt No. 1's influence.
Neither of their Authorities were the genuine article, so there was no real hierarchy. One came from the Herrscher of Reason's DNA-level control over the Star of Eden, while the other was one of the thousand Authorities of the Previous Era's Herrscher of Domination.
"Hahahaha, die under the Authority of the Herrscher of Reason! I possess the ability to control gravity. Anything within my line of sight, I can freely change the gravity it experiences. So no matter what kind of attack you use, it's useless in front of me."
"And even if I only control the air, I can easily kill people. Kneel down, beg for mercy. If I'm satisfied, I might even consider leaving you with an intact corpse."
After saying that, Welt No. 1 seemed to think Shun didn't believe him and casually tore open a dozens-of-meters-long crack in the roadside.
"How about it? After witnessing such mighty power, do you still want to fight a Herrscher like me?" Welt No. 1 continued chattering. It was clear he greatly enjoyed the feeling of crushing his enemies and watching them kneel and beg for mercy.
"So the First Herrscher's ability is controlling gravity? Your ability is quite plain then…" Shun didn't take the crack Welt No. 1 had casually torn open on the ground seriously at all and continued teasing.
"What do you know? Controlling gravity is only one form of my ability. My true ability is—" Welt No. 1's words suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
In that instant, a heart-palpitating cold light suddenly streaked across the sky! At that moment, Shun, taking advantage of Welt No. 1's daze, unhesitatingly hurled the Thousand Pounds in his hand with full force!
In the blink of an eye, as the long spear shot forward like lightning, Welt No. 1 hurriedly activated the gravity Authority he was so proud of, attempting to use that powerful force to stop the rapidly approaching spear. However, to his shock, no matter how hard he tried to control it, he couldn't change the spear's unstoppable trajectory!
It must be said that the always arrogant and overconfident Welt No. 1 had never even considered dodging this strike at first. After all, in his past battles, he had almost never encountered such a tricky situation. But now, reality had given him a heavy blow!
In the next moment, a dull "thud" sounded, as if time itself had frozen. Welt No. 1's tall body was nailed helplessly to the hard wall of a building beside the street like a tattered rag doll! Blood splattered everywhere, a shocking sight!
"Why… couldn't I stop your spear… I could even easily block missiles, so why…"
Shun walked unhurriedly to Welt No. 1's front, stepped on the tail of the Thousand Pounds, and struck a thinking pose.
"Why, huh? I'm also pondering the reason. Maybe it's because you're just a fake…"
Blood gushed from Welt No. 1's mouth. The scarlet liquid continuously flowed down from the corner of his lips, dyeing the front of his clothes bright red. His eyes widened as if they would pop out of their sockets, and his mouth opened in disbelief.
"Im… poss… ible!" He roared with all his might, his voice deafening, filled with endless despair and unwillingness. Every word seemed to use up all his strength, as if that could change the cruel reality before him.
"I am the leader of Anti-Entropy! I possess supreme power and authority! I am the First Herrscher, I am the hero, I am Welt Joyce, I am—"
"You're an egg!" Shun quickly pulled out the long spear embedded in Welt No. 1's chest and thrust it into his head. Various red-and-white substances burst out, but they were all blocked by the gravity field of Thousand Pounds.
"This spear is to teach you to guard against arrogance and impetuosity." Shun pulled out Thousand Pounds and said indifferently. The spear body remained perfectly clean, untainted by any filth.
After casually spinning the spear once, he put it away. He didn't need to deal with Welt No. 1's corpse someone would handle it anyway. Right?
Shun looked up at the camera that was still vigorously filming him, then turned and left.