I was banned by the Revitalization event.

There was only one table, a few computers, and a few potted green succulents.

Behind the desk.

A blonde woman dressed as a researcher sat there, staring nonchalantly at the computer screen, undisturbed even by the sound of the door opening, without shifting her gaze.

The woman was in her twenties, with delicate features and a tall figure.

A typical Western beauty.

Her blonde hair fell over her shoulders; it wasn't messy, but it was clearly not styled meticulously.

I took a deep breath.

The man with thinning hair forced a smile and walked over.

He is the group president...

However, this woman was the only one who never obeyed his orders. Or rather, there were two other biotech companies in China eyeing this woman, and he dared not show the slightest sign of non-cooperation, lest this woman be poached by other companies.

The era of the superhumans.

This woman's existence represents wealth and power.

Good afternoon, Miss Yuna.

"..."

The woman glanced at him, then looked away, continued typing on the keyboard, and then picked up her mug and took a sip of cherry-flavored soda.

Although she did not answer.

However, the man was clearly used to this way of getting along and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Facing the sea, you can see half the city's scenery. This was one of the working conditions required when we recruited the women: a large office with a good view, ample research funding, flexible working hours, and unlimited sweet soda.

The man turned around and said:

"The bodyguards I found for you have arrived. For you, the company spent 700 million US dollars to hire four teams of the world's top ability users. Six of the twelve apostles are here, and Death and Satan are also personally involved, along with the Eastern swordsman Fujimaru Seiichiro. Don't worry, no one can break through their absolute defenses."

"I see, you go out."

Upon hearing these familiar names, the woman finally reacted and nodded.

"Don't you want to say anything?" the man frowned.

“Protecting my safety is your business. I just want to figure out what this supernatural power is. I don’t care how much money you make from my research, or how much you spend. If you can’t protect me, you’re just moving to another place, to another boss.” The woman took another sip of her sweet soda, her lips becoming even more moist and alluring.

"No one can give you better research conditions than Niuyin Company!" the man said in a low voice.

"So I'm here."

The woman rested her chin on one hand while continuing to process data with the other.

"Is there anything else?"

Her attitude was nonchalant, as if she wasn't the one being kidnapped, and that the sky falling wouldn't concern her.

"……Gone."

Instead of taking credit, he was met with a cold shoulder.

The man was very unhappy.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, turned around, closed the door, and left without saying a single extra word.

Money can buy many things.

But there may never be another mind as clever as this.

Standing at the door.

He took out his phone and called his secretary/assistant.

“Tell them that even a live broadcast should be transferred to the head office for Miss Yuna to watch. She seems to overestimate her own importance... Let her see the true strength of the Niuyin Group, and who really has the power to protect her and support her endless, money-burning research.”

Turn off your phone.

The man walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, squinted, as if he could already see everything on the distant coast.

"Then you will all die here."

Chapter 290 Apostles

"Ms. Yuna, the chairman wants you to pause for a moment and watch a weapons test. The weapons energy experiment you proposed last time has been approved, and he would like you to observe the experiment's effects yourself via live stream."

Not long after.

The office door was pushed open again.

A young female research assistant knocked on the door and brought in a laptop.

The laptop is already powered on.

The screen showed a vast ocean, with three light ships already anchored at the designated location, each carrying several men in strange clothes and with messy colored hair.

The woman's delicate white fingers caressed the mug, and in the blink of an eye, she understood the chairman's intention.

This is a show of force...

However, he cleverly chose the most suitable excuse.

She couldn't possibly be indifferent to the fact that the weapons she had personally developed were put into actual combat. She had to personally witness the effects of the actual combat in order to summarize improvement plans.

Although I was taken advantage of.

Yuna still held the mug, watching quietly, her legs crossed.

She didn't care.

……

A light drizzle was falling from the sky, making the sea appear gloomy. Three light warships were floating in defensive positions near the coast, preparing for the upcoming interception operation.

On the lead ship.

A long-haired man dressed in a striped kasaya sat cross-legged on the deck, resting with his eyes closed.

The man was in his forties or fifties, with a rugged face. Beside him lay a pure black longsword. The sea breeze made his cassock flutter, but his figure remained as steady as a rock.

Behind him.

A girl wearing hot pants and a tank top walked over, grinning as she tossed a small knife.

"Oh dear, look who I've found! I thought only ability users would come here... Why aren't you practicing your swordsmanship properly, you old dog, running around here too?"

The man remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard a thing.

The girl paused, then giggled, and the knife whizzed towards him.

"Ding!"

That was a slash so fast it was almost invisible.

The dagger was deflected by the black light and tumbled into the deep sea.

"Old dog, is that alright?"

The girl was startled, but dared not test the waters again. She snapped her fingers, and telekinesis flew into the sea like a thread, pulling the dagger back.

The man, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes, his pupils dark and deep.

"I don't want to take action."

"You don't want to fight, yet you come here to participate in the ambush. You're the epitome of hypocrisy... It's been a few years, and you've gotten stronger again? You'd probably be in the top 100 of the world's strongest people by now."

The girl squinted and gently licked the salty blade.

She was about to continue her provocation.

Just then, a voice came from behind, deep and calm like a nightmare.

"Twelve seats, step down."

"Yes."

The girl shuddered, her back instantly covered in cold sweat. She quickly bowed, obediently stepped aside, and kept her head down, not daring to make a sound.

A deep darkness descended from the sky.

A man wearing a bird-beak mask stepped out, his eyes bloodshot and cold.

There were four people following behind him.

This group of people were dressed in strange clothes and had bizarre hairstyles, like a bunch of stand-ins.

But at this moment.

Fujimaru Seiichiro, who had been sitting still, finally lost his composure. He quickly stood up, grabbed the sharp black sword, took two steps back in fear, and raised the sword to resist the intense pressure.

What could make him so timid?

There are no more than five such people in the world.

And the figure before them, seemingly enveloped in darkness, was one of them…

The Twelve Apostles, the chief.

Prometheus, who has mastered the power of darkness!

The Twelve Apostles is an organization of ability users that rose to prominence ten years ago. Each member is extremely powerful and exceptionally talented. The chief apostle's strength is even more unfathomable, and he rarely makes a public appearance. The last time he personally took action was four years ago on the African battlefield, when he casually used his dark power to lift up a tank.

Legend has it that in the Eastern Kingdom, there is a tradition of cultivation methods. When cultivated to the limit, the strong can walk in the air and lift cars.

But Prometheus was even more powerful...

A tank weighing tens of tons of pure steel is nothing in his hands!

terror.

powerful.

cruel.

evil.

Rumors have even spread throughout the world.