Hagun Academy in the island country was a school built specifically for Blazers, so it had sufficient defense facilities.
Therefore, it was also being used as a shelter for refugees. But at this time, the Bald Eagle’s highest combat power was attacking here.
And the Great Professor’s target was actually Stella.
Drake couldn’t understand why the Great Professor had targeted Stella, but he only knew that the guy in front of him was an enemy, and he just needed to beat him up.
But the one who moved first was indeed . Even Drake hadn’t seen his movement trajectory clearly, and he had appeared behind Stella.
With Drake’s dynamic vision, no one in this world should be able to be so fast that Drake couldn’t even see them clearly.
Unless the other party wasn’t using a normal method of movement.
A very classic superpower, teleportation. And this was just one of Abraham’s many abilities.
Weak electric current danced between Abraham’s fingers, pressing towards Stella’s head.
By interfering with the residual current to make the opponent lose consciousness, this required quite delicate control ability.
It could be seen that the other party’s purpose was to take Stella away without harming her.
But making this kind of move in front of Drake was really underestimating Drake too much.
"Just a puppet, what do you want to do?!"
Abraham’s wrist was grabbed by a hand. Drake had used something similar to teleportation to come next to Stella, stopping Abraham’s movements.
And Stella had also reacted, immediately retreating.
Drake hadn’t hidden the truth about from Stella, so she had recognized the other party when Abraham had appeared.
However, she hadn’t expected Abraham to directly attack, still wanting to attack her, which was why she had been a bit slow.
Abraham looked at Drake expressionlessly, then Drake sensed a special impact intruding into his mind, wanting to shake his soul.
Drake said in a cold voice, "Without even a soul, how could you possibly control my mind!"
Saying this, Drake directly pulled Abraham over, delivering a knee strike to his abdomen.
This strike wasn’t light, directly causing Abraham’s pupils to dilate slightly.
But the next moment, before Drake could launch a pursuit, Abraham teleported again, putting distance between himself and Drake.
The reason why Drake called Abraham a puppet was because Drake hadn’t sensed any "will" from him.
Although Abraham had shown a considerable degree of combat awareness during the battle, Drake hadn’t sensed any emotions, including fighting spirit.
Strong people wouldn’t be swayed by emotions in battle, but no strong person was an absolutely calm machine.
Perhaps this was also why had all the abilities that normal Demon People possessed, but his combat power didn’t reach the standard.
Of course, there were also benefits to Abraham’s state, which was that he wouldn’t fear.
If it were someone else, they would have noticed Drake’s overwhelming power in the exchange just now, but they wouldn’t have had the courage to launch an attack on Drake like Abraham did.
Abraham instantly closed in on Drake, lightning and flames wrapping around his fist, heavily striking towards Drake.
Flames also surged out of Drake’s arm, throwing a punch.
Drake didn’t know how strong the already dead was, but his clone Abraham had shown considerable power, even no less than Stella, who possessed the power of a dragon.
It seemed that Abraham’s superpowers should also have something to do with physical enhancement.
With the blessing of fire and lightning abilities, Drake’s Fire Dragon’s Iron Fist rarely didn’t gain any advantage.
A magical aura appeared behind him, but Drake didn’t react at all.
Another Abraham appeared behind Drake, his hand inserting towards Drake’s back vital point like a blade.
But he wouldn’t succeed.
Stella, who had activated the dragon power state, blocked in front of him, grabbing Abraham number two’s blade-like hand, then breaking that arm into a strange angle like breaking a rotten piece of wood.
Drake had to admit that he was wrong. Even at the Demon Person level, Stella’s power was unmatched.
Stella’s eyes, which had turned into vertical pupils, stared fixedly at Abraham number two. She hadn’t reacted in time just now, almost being ambushed.
But now someone wanted to hurt her lover in front of her, how could she possibly hold back her anger.
Stella threw a punch in anger, the resulting impact blowing away everything around her. But Abraham had already teleported away.
And that broken arm had also completely returned to its original state, it seemed that he had used the self-healing ability.
Drake also kicked out, but he also missed, and Abraham number one, who had exchanged punches with him, had also retreated.
Stella retreated behind Drake, saying, "This Superman guy is really troublesome!"
Drake nodded. Abraham possessed various powerful and practical abilities. It was indeed very tricky when combined.
Thinking about it, Drake said, "Be careful. Superman should have telepathy-like abilities to read people’s thoughts. That’s why he could start dodging before we even made a move just now."
Stella nodded, saying, "I understand. At this time, we have to do what you said before!"
Drake had guided Stella’s training for a period of time, during which he had shared many methods he had encountered or envisioned for dealing with enemies.
And mind-reading ability was also something that Drake had emphasized. Stella had long learned how to deal with this kind of enemy.
Drake smiled, also remembering that time they had worked hard together.
Then the two tacitly moved at the same time, turning into two groups of flames, flying towards the two Abrahams at the same time.
The two Abrahams subconsciously used their telepathy ability, wanting to peek at the two’s attack intentions, but what the two sensed was a sense of oppression like a dragon’s roar.
Not only did they not obtain any information, but their bodies had instead solidified for a moment in the mountain-like coercion.
It was this moment that made the two Abrahams lose the opportunity to use teleportation to escape.
Abraham number one was punched in the cheek, his neck directly breaking.
And Abraham number two had been beaten until his entire body was folded in half, but like number one, he had been sent flying out.
After knocking down the two Abrahams, Drake and Stella didn’t relax.
Around the two, more than a dozen people wearing the same combat uniforms surrounded them.
Drake frowned. These people were all , he really didn’t know how many the Bald Eagle had made.
What Drake didn’t know was that the reason why Nangou Injirou and Nishikyou Nene hadn’t returned to the island country to participate in the war was because they had encountered dozens of at the Bald Eagle base.
It had to be said, having mastered the mass production of , no wonder the Bald Eagle’s ambition had swelled to this extent.
Just then, a special person walked out.
That person was almost the same in length and width, like a huge wine barrel.
The fat on his face didn’t add any good fortune to this old man, and with that mouthful of teeth yellowed from drug use, it made him look even more wretched.
"Yo, you two, nice to meet you for the first time. I’m Karl Allens..."
Before he could finish speaking, Drake instantly appeared in front of him, grabbing his neck, lifting him up.
"You really dared to appear in front of me. Did the Great Professor think that these puppets could protect you?"
Karl Allens seemed to not feel the pain of suffocation at all, instead revealing a smile.
"I’m not stupid enough to stand this close to someone like you."
As the Great Professor said this, several white objects pierced through his body, those were hard bone blades, stabbing fiercely towards Drake.
Drake frowned, directly throwing the Great Professor in his hand out.
"A body double? That’s really in line with the Great Professor’s style."
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