Chapter 613: Tidal Tiger
The ambush that Peng Jialuo's team encountered quickly drew the attention of the other nine factions.
“Heying City’s Superhumans got attacked? Unlucky. Looks like someone’s trying to break out through their side.”
“Should we head over and support them?” someone asked over the comms.
After a long pause, someone spoke in a low voice, “Maybe we should go take a look?”
The rewards for this mission were insanely generous. The biggest contributors might even get control over all of Linhai City.
But with ten factions participating, the competition was cutthroat.
However, that train of thought didn’t last long.
Over in Yunzhou City, the team led by Li Tianlong was still on standby, hesitating on whether to support Peng Jialuo.
Suddenly, the sound of something tearing through the air rang out from above.
Li Tianlong jerked his head upward—
From the upper floors of the building they were hiding in, a dark figure dove straight down.
A flash of silver light from a blade streaked across the sky, illuminating the gloom.
Tsukamoto Nobunaga dashed through the group with a few quick steps—
Before anyone could react, five people had already been sliced into pieces.
Li Tianlong was stunned. “No way!”
What shocked him wasn’t the samurai’s strength, but the fact that this guy knew exactly where they were.
They had the Jiangnan District’s satellite support—their intel should’ve been ahead of the enemy!
So why were they the ones getting found first?
And it wasn’t just them. Within minutes, almost every faction had been ambushed by Eclipse Moon.
They’d all thought they were well hidden, just waiting for the signal to strike together.
But it was like the enemy could see their every move, turning the hunters into the hunted.
In the Jiangnan District’s Operations Command Center, Tu Yunlie stared at the monitors with hawk-like eyes.
Thanks to the transmitters carried by the ten Superhuman teams, he could see the battlefield in real time.
Even he hadn’t expected this—they’d been hit first.
“How did this happen? Was our intel leaked?”
But Tu Yunlie quickly shook his head.
“Impossible. Only HQ knows the precise location of every faction.”
His eyes swept across every person in the command center.
Then he shook his head again.
“The command center has the highest level of security. Every outgoing message is screened. No one could’ve slipped intel to them.”
“Which means… it must be some kind of Superhuman ability. A recon-type power? But to cover this big of an area…?”
Tu Yunlie’s gaze sharpened.
This operation… had just gotten a lot more complicated.
The battle in Linhai City had officially begun.
The surprise attacks left the ten factions scrambling at first, suffering early casualties.
But they were all veterans—major powers in their own cities.
They quickly stabilized.
And once they realized that each team was only facing one or two members of Eclipse Moon, they relaxed.
Especially in the eastern part of the city, where Li Guoqiang from Bacheng and Meng Shucheng from Xiying had teamed up.
Their opponent? Just one man in a suit—built like a bear, carrying a cello case.
He wondered if these Neon guys were nuts.
Didn’t they see he had over fifty people with him from two factions combined?
Coming here solo? Might as well be suicide.
Li Guoqiang didn’t waste time on words. There was no chance of negotiation anyway—not like he understood the guy’s language.
Ten sharpshooters stepped forward, sniper rifles aimed at Daiku Kai Enjin.
They were loaded with high-energy bullets—specially issued by Jiangnan District for taking down Superhumans.
But Daiku Kai Enjin didn’t even flinch.
Instead, he calmly shrugged off his suit jacket and reached for the cello case.
Bullets tore through his clothes but failed to pierce his skin.
What they revealed instead was a body like forged steel—pure muscle, black as iron.
“So, he’s a Strength-type Superhuman,” Meng Shucheng said coolly.
High-energy rounds had more power than armor-piercing ones.
Even a Superhuman could be killed by them.
But among Superhumans, Strength-types were monsters.
No flashy powers—just pure physical enhancement.
Their bodies mutated on a physical level, reaching the durability of tanks or even fortresses.
Bullets? Even small arms fire? Useless.
Li Guoqiang glanced at Meng Shucheng, a smirk on his lips.
“Strength-type? That’s perfect.”
Meng Shucheng’s long, narrow eyes also filled with a smile under his curtain of black hair.
“Couldn’t be better.”
Because both of them were formidable Strength-type Superhumans themselves!
With fifty-plus men backing them up, how could they lose?
Just then, Daiku Kai Enjin opened his cello case.
Inside was a bizarre-looking long spear, over three meters long when assembled.
Its blade was flat—like dragonfly wings.
He gripped the weapon—Dragonfly Cutter—and muttered in Neon-tongue:
“Mayumi’s prediction was right.”
Meng Shucheng and Li Guoqiang activated their abilities.
A hazy black glow enveloped Meng Shucheng, and his long hair grew wildly, wrapping around his entire body.
Each strand gleamed with a deadly gleam—sharper than the sharpest blade, capable of slicing through metal and stone.
Li Guoqiang, meanwhile, pulled out two heavy black iron batons from behind his back.
He crossed them in front of himself, preparing for both offense and defense.
Dozens of Superhumans quickly surrounded Daiku Kai Enjin.
They launched attacks from every direction—ranged and melee, elemental and physical.
The two faction leaders closed in from front and back, going for a pincer strike.
But this towering human fortress only gave them a cold stare—
And with a swing of the Dragonfly Cutter, a hurricane began to roar around him, shielding his entire body.
When the wind finally died down, he had transformed—
Now standing over three meters tall, covered in yellow-brown striped fur—
He had become a mythical beast.
Daiku Kai Enjin—Beast-type Superhuman, Myth-Class Beast: Tidal Tiger!
Clutching the massive Dragonfly Cutter, his vertical brown pupils swept over every enemy.
The two faction leaders charged from both ends.
But Daiku simply made a single horizontal slash, spinning in place.
A green-blue arc of light cut through the air in a perfect, deadly circle.
A beautiful crescent flashed—
And in the next instant, the two Delta-class Strength-type Superhumans were suddenly sliced clean in half, their torsos separating from their legs mid-charge.