In the morning, the sun was already high in the sky.
On the outskirts of an abandoned logistics warehouse, Apocalypse's motorcade, like a torrent of steel, quickly sealed off all exits.
William stepped down from a modified off-road vehicle; behind him were dozens of fully armed Apocalypse elites.
The warehouse doors were wide open, and the members of Fang, led by Fenrir, stood in formation, seemingly unsurprised by William's arrival.
The two sides faced off in the open space, the air thick with the heavy scent of gunpowder.
William's gaze swept past the crowd, locking directly onto Fenrir.
The other man's tall, robust physique and the beast-like aura he exuded made William's pupils contract slightly; he was indeed a troublesome Hunter.
"Apocalypse business, clearing out remnants. Everyone, drop your weapons immediately and accept reorganization. This is the final ultimatum."
Beside William, a subordinate quickly barked orders through a megaphone.
"Pah!"
Scarface stood behind Fenrir, shouting defiantly.
"William, stop dreaming! We are now led by Lord Fenrir! Lord Fenrir is a Hunter! He's much stronger than a guy like you who only relies on numbers!"
"That's right! Whoever has the bigger fist, we'll listen to them!"
Many Fang members joined in the jeering; with Fenrir as their backing, they no longer feared William or the Apocalypse members.
There was no change in William's expression. He raised his hand to stop his subordinates from raising their guns, his gaze still fixed on Fenrir.
He knew that once they truly started fighting, all the subordinates he brought would be left here; Apocalypse could not afford to lose this group of elites.
"It seems you are the variable. A Hunter indeed has the qualifications to make me come here personally."
Fenrir took a step forward, and the ground shook slightly.
He met William's gaze, his lips curling into a wild arc.
"William, your game should end. This City needs a stronger leader. Since that person behind you is unwilling to come out, then we'll let our strength do the talking!"
Their gazes collided in the air, sparks flying.
No words were needed; they both understood that on this small patch of turf, the right to speak had to be fought for in the most primitive way.
"It seems this fight is unavoidable."
William looked at Fenrir and began to rotate his wrists, a steady and heavy aura slowly rising.
"Just what I wanted."
Fenrir let out a low growl, his eyes instantly clouded with a pale yellow predatory glint. His body began to swell, muscles bulging, and stiff grey-black fur erupted from his skin. His knuckles cracked as sharp, knife-like claws extended.
In an instant, a Werewolf nearly three meters tall stood in the center of the field!
Those savage muscles made everyone feel an extreme pressure.
The surrounding Reincarnators, whether they were members of Apocalypse or Fang, instinctively backed away, clearing a huge circle as a battlefield.
A duel between a Hunter and a Reincarnator with a top-tier S-Level Talent was enough to decide everyone's fate.
The battle erupted in an instant!
The Werewolf Fenrir moved! His speed was so fast he left afterimages, crossing a distance of over twenty meters in the blink of an eye.
His sharp claws whistled through the air, aiming straight for William's head and chest!
Animal instinct made him choose the most direct and violent way to attack.
William did not take this swift blow head-on.
He pushed off hard, retreating rapidly to the side and rear, while his right arm's muscles bulged, throwing a punch toward Fenrir's path of attack—offense as defense!
However, Fenrir's flexibility was beyond imagination. He managed a bizarre twist of his body mid-air, his claws changing direction to swipe across William's punching arm.
*Rip!*
The clothes on William's arm were instantly shredded, but the moment the claws touched his skin, they made a harsh sound like metal scraping!
A dull golden luster appeared under the skin of William's exposed forearm, blocking the strike that was sharp enough to cut metal and jade, leaving only a few shallow white marks.
"Metal element Biological Attributes?"
Fenrir's wolfish eyes narrowed, but his offensive didn't stop for a second.
He moved rapidly around William, his figure flickering and uncertain. claws, Fangs, and even his thick wolf tail became deadly weapons, launching attacks from every tricky angle!
Fenrir's speed advantage was utilized to the fullest, his flickering shadow appearing almost everywhere in the field.
With such speed, even with firearms, it would be impossible to lock onto him.
At this moment, all the Reincarnators present realized the gap between themselves and the top-tier experts.
It was no exaggeration to say that if the opponent attacked them, it would be an absolute instant kill.
In the battlefield, William was like a reef in a storm, responding steadily.
His movements didn't seem as swift as Fenrir's, but he could make the most effective blocks or dodges at the critical moments every time.
Most of his skin had taken on that strange dull gold color, especially in the areas under attack, where the metallic luster was even more pronounced.
Metal element Biological Attributes—this was the Biological Attribute William had awakened after being guided by Lilith, and it could significantly enhance one's physique and defense.
It was enough to allow William to exert his powerful strength to the maximum.
*Bang—!*
William caught a gap in one of Fenrir's lunges and slammed a punch filled with terrifying force into Fenrir's shoulder blade.
The doubled strength attribute brought by the S-Level Talent [Super Strength] was fully displayed at this moment!
"Roar—!"
Fenrir let out a pained roar, staggered back by the blow, the fur and muscle on his shoulder visibly caved in.
But his ferocity only grew; he used the momentum to twist his waist, his thick wolf tail whipping hard against William's side like a steel lash!
William blocked with both arms and let out a muffled groan. A bruise appeared on his pale gold skin, and the powerful force sent him sliding several meters, plowing shallow grooves into the ground.
But he stabilized himself instantly, let out a low growl, and charged forward!
He knew he was at a disadvantage in pure speed and had to use strength and defense to offset the opponent's agility, looking for a chance to win with one blow, or... forcing the opponent into a head-on clash!
The ensuing battle became even more tragic and primitive.
Relying on speed, Fenrir constantly left claw marks on William. Although blocked by William's powerful defense, the accumulated impact and a few attacks that broke through also made William's blood churn, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
By now, the contempt in Fenrir's eyes had long since vanished; William was indeed frighteningly strong!
A human, and a Reincarnator at that, possessing such strength and defense was enough to surpass most Hunters with S-Level Talents.
Compared to Fenrir, William was like a human-shaped beast. Every counterattack he managed was incredibly heavy, forcing Fenrir to pull back.
The two fought from the center of the field to the edges, collapsing abandoned containers and crushing the concrete ground. Roars, collisions, and the harsh sound of claws scraping against metallic skin filled the air.
Blood and broken fur began to scatter here and there.
Finally, after a straightforward head-on collision, both were sent flying back, crashing heavily to the ground.
Several claw marks deep enough to see bone appeared on William's chest, and his breathing was heavy.
Fenrir had blood dripping from his mouth, and one arm was bent at an unnatural angle, clearly having suffered in the previous clash of strength. The predatory light in his wolfish eyes remained, but his aura had become much more chaotic.
They struggled to stand up, staring fixedly at each other. Both knew that if they continued, it would likely end in a lose-lose situation, or even mutual destruction.