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Chapter 142 - 124: The Magical Eagle Eye, Another Team Destroyed (Additional 7 - s for the alliance leader ’Night’s Brilliance’)

Chapter 142: Chapter 124: The Magical Eagle Eye, Another Team Destroyed (Additional 7 Chapters for the alliance leader ’Night’s Brilliance’)

Brian was surprised to find that the originally silver-gray night had, in his eyes, turned into a slightly dimmer but vibrant, morning-like world!

He could see in the dark now.

Beyond that,

a faint red light enveloped his entire field of vision.

Was this ultraviolet light?

With curiosity, Brian left the area to find a high vantage point where he began to study his eyes.

An eagle’s vision is actually not much different from that of humans, but it has about eight times the range and excels at capturing moving objects, although its night vision is weaker.

He wondered what species this was, as its night vision was so strong!

Brian was astonished to find that he could not only see in the dark and perceive ultraviolet light, but he could also freely adjust the focus of his vision, clearly seeing tiny details at least three to four miles away. He could integrate the human perspective into this sensory experience, making things in his view more vivid and clear.

The only change was that his pupils would constrict under these circumstances.

But unless someone looked closely, it was hard to notice anything unusual.

More miraculously,

Brian also discovered that, if needed, he could slow down the trajectory of living things in his sight.

Although limited by the speed of his own neural reflexes, meaning his body couldn’t keep up with the ’time dilation’ effect of this dynamic vision, familiarity would undoubtedly allow Brian some extra reaction time for unforeseen circumstances.

"My Supercomputer Perception fits so well with these enhancements like smell and perspective, making it easy for me to adapt and control, and even to enhance..."

Brian was having a blast.

This joy of continuous strengthening was truly delightful.

However, Brian found that keeping the Eagle Eye perspective fully active for a long time was like his enhanced sense of smell—it increased the cognitive load on his brain, leading to fatigue after just ten to twenty minutes.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a big influence.

The normal Eagle Eye was already enough for daily use.

There was usually no need to go full throttle.

...

With joy from his gains,

Brian returned to his car, preparing to leave.

Suddenly, he stopped the act of inserting the keys, narrowed his eyes, switched to his full-power Eagle Eye perspective, and looked up into the pitch-black sky.

Several kilometers away, about a dozen silent, hovering drones were quickly flying toward the circus.

"They move fast..."

A sense of dread sank in Brian’s heart.

The technological advancement of this world far exceeded that of his previous time in the past.

Last time in Forest Park, Brian had seen firsthand the advanced drones carried by armed helicopters.

This place was remote.

If he drove away now, he would be very conspicuous.

"Luckily, this car is meant to be disposable anytime, with no noticeable markings, and the spot I parked in a normal parking area... far from the circus base."

Thinking this,

Brian didn’t hesitate, he got out of the car and found a building to hide in.

He was confident that he’d covered his tracks cleanly, from scents to prints, at most traces might remain on the bodies, but they couldn’t pinpoint him specifically.

Actions always leave traces.

Brian had done his best.

He didn’t believe the group of officials arriving could track him down!

...

Half an hour later.

Numerous drones searched the entire area, apparently confirming no suspicious persons were found, and gradually disappeared into the sky.

Brian observed for a moment, preparing to leave.

But then, a six-person team on cool-looking motorcycles slowly stopped outside the building he was in.

After parking,

The six individuals, five men and one woman, all in casual attire without visible weapons, surrounded the area. Their posture exuded a sense of oppression, and they all wore somewhat sci-fi, fully wrapped silver glasses, somewhat like the laser glasses from X-Men, looking very cool.

Brian, much like Spiderman, clung to an inconspicuous corner of the wall, watching the six below, frowning.

He was familiar with the way these six moved.

This unique walking style was exactly the same as the killing machines he had seen when accessing the veterinary skills memories of Laura.

On their chests, they bore a badge resembling the FBI badge, but with sharp blades added to both sides.

Brian suspected that these people were members of the FBI Hunting Team, just like Laura.

How did they lock onto his location?

Just as Brian puzzled over this, the leading man tapped his glasses and said, "This is a mall, according to the locking of Oden, the big fish we hooked earlier hid in this area, the target is powerful and uses modern weapons, stay alert."

"Captain, the target abandoned the car and ran, probably spotted those drones, I bet they’ve run far by now," the sole female member, casually chewing something, spoke nonchalantly.

The leading man didn’t argue but nodded in agreement, "I think so too, otherwise Team 1 wouldn’t have handed this area over to us. Although Oden, the special observation satellite, provides clear images, it can only lock a fixed area each time, otherwise the fluctuations are significant, and each activation is cumbersome. If not for that, our hunt would probably be much easier."

Listening to the conversation below, Brian’s heart sank.

Damn!

These FBI members had already locked onto the Black clown at the circus base, the reason they hadn’t acted was to fish.

Their response was indeed fast.

Lucky he had made a disguise.

But in this situation, how could he escape back to the densely populated city center?

...

As Brian contemplated his escape route,

a silent male member of the team felt something and looked up into the dark sky.

Through his glasses, which gradually collected the surrounding light, he saw the normally dark building present a clear gray interface.

Almost simultaneously,

Brian, relying on his tremendous core power, grabbed onto a protrusion on the building exterior, swinging like a spider, just as the male member’s gaze locked onto his area, he quickly moved to a nearby drainpipe and made his move.

This wasn’t a residential area.

Including the beach area, there weren’t many people besides tourists.

Without a large number of living people to hide among, it was difficult to conceal oneself from modern technology.

In that case,

it was time to fight his way out!

The people on the ground hadn’t yet realized that they had transitioned from being hunters to prey.

Seeing the movements of the male team member, the team leader asked in confusion, "Number 18, what’s wrong?"

"I just felt like someone was watching us," the man looking upwards retracted his gaze.

Hearing this, the captain’s stern face grew serious, "You underwent neural enhancement, and your perception is the most acute. Notify the nearby squads immediately. I suspect the prey is still here, be on alert.."

Before he could finish,

a figure suddenly burst from the side.

The man on the farthest edge, without the slightest hesitation, charged up in less than half a second, his kick, carrying the sound of a whooshing wind, was brutally aimed at the figure’s joints.

Facing the opponent’s kick,

the world in Brian’s eyes slowed down.

Under the supercomputer perception,

his leg muscles violently expanded, activating the unmatched state of "Fury". His speed increased by thirty percent, leaving an afterimage behind him as he narrowly dodged the male team member’s kick and landed a punch right on the man’s neck.

The man’s head made a cracking sound, breaking stiffly as if it was a limp whip, flailing as it carried the body and smashed into another team member.

"FK!"

"This is a Level 1 Evolutionary Mutant!"

The captain, seeing a team member instantly killed, pulled out a vial of Burst Reagent and injected himself in the neck while pressing the distress signal.

The others, shocked by the sudden violent attacker, pulled out their handguns, ready to open fire.

Brian hadn’t fired a shot, and there was no way he would let these guys do so and attract other FBI Hunting Teams.

He fiercely unleashed his accumulated Life Energy Field.

An invisible deterrence enveloped the man and woman who were making eye contact with him.

Their bodies instantly froze in place, as if struck by a Spiritual Shock.

In the next moment,

Brian’s hands were already on their necks, harshly using the combined weight of these two, adding up to over 300 pounds, like flails, harshly smashing them into the other two members.

Watching his own squad reduced by three without a chance to fight back, the remaining two were also dizzied by the impact.

The captain, who had injected the Burst Reagent, let out a low growl and pulled out two specially constructed daggers, rushing towards Brian.

"Too slow!"

Brian reacted faster than the captain, accurately grabbed his hands but felt a force almost as strong as his own coming from both hands.

Almost simultaneously,

the treacherous captain threw a kick aimed at Brian’s groin.

...

The biggest weakness of a man, undoubtedly, was Wolong Valley.

He hit!

The captain was secretly pleased.

This masked prey was terrifying. Whether it was speed or strength, it was at the human limit, definitely a Level 1 Evolutionary Mutant!

It was good he didn’t hesitate and immediately injected the highly damaging Burst Reagent.

Otherwise, their unarmed squad really might have been killed barehanded by the opponent.

A kick with at least 800 pounds of force!

Hit the vital spot!

Let’s see how you withstand it!

The captain was ready to seize the moment when another lives on the line, he looked up, only to meet a pair of crimson eyes.

Infinite fury surged in Brian’s chest.

Rip~

Under the captain’s shocked gaze, Brian, who was already a head taller than him, swelled his muscles in less than a breath, transforming into a two-meter-tall giant, his clothes tearing with ripping sounds.

Brian, holding the leader’s hands, lifted him like a month-old baby, his voice hoarse, "Your purity... too low!"

"No!"

The captain let out his last cry in this world.

The next moment.

Brian’s head, like a hammer, harshly slammed into his forehead.

There was a cracking sound.

The man’s forehead caved in, his cervical vertebrae snapped, the head only hanging by the skin at the back, swaying in the wind.

Brian, discarding him like trash, tossed this weak chicken, who was hammered dead by his head, aside, and strode towards another man who just got up, his fist heavy like a sandbag, smashing into the man’s chest.

In a burst state!

With over a thousand pounds of force erupting.

The unfortunate man who had just risen flew three or four meters without a sound, falling onto the ground, twitching a couple of times before going still.

The human heart simply couldn’t withstand such a concentrated blow.

The last remaining member of the Hunting Team completely lost the will to fight.

In less than ten seconds,

including the captain, all five were dead.

This monster was simply too much for their level of Hunting Team!

He turned and ran.

As a person enhanced for agility,

he was confident that he could hold on until other squads arrived before being caught.

Watching the fleeing figure, Brian silently picked up a pebble, under Body Control, his torso coiled like a spring, the stone, like a cannonball, made a puffing sound as it flew out, instantly covering dozens of meters, hitting the fleeing man’s head squarely.

Not looking at the outcome,

Brian glanced around, confirmed that none of these people had the Obsession Little Ball, and then ran towards the sea.

Under the effect of adrenaline,

he felt no pain, no fatigue.

By the time several teams surrounded this shopping area, there was no sign of the prey left.

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