Strongest Superhuman System - Chapter 381

Chapter 381: You Are Not The KING!
‘You’ll hunt me? That’s if I don’t kill you in the afterlife first! The KING is out there waiting for us, and the only thing you could think of was to think when facing such a powerful opponent! Who do you think you are!? You think that just because you’ve fought the KING a few times when he went easy on you, you have what it takes to act so cocky in the middle of a battle!? You’re a fool! A fool who is only going to get us killed! I wish I had a real body so I could just stab you in the fucking neck myself!’

Queen’s rant made Arit’s entire body shake in shock. What the hell was Queen talking about? What does she mean by acting cocky? If I don’t think in the middle of a fight, then how am I going to know how strong the opponent is? How am I going to be able to figure out his attack patterns and how he uses his blessing if I don’t think? It doesn’t make any sense!

‘Stop fooling yourself, girl. All these things you think you are trying to do are nothing but a pathetic attempt to emulate the KING’s fighting style! The KING is a calm fighter. He thinks rationally before going into battle, and even in the middle of a fight, he can calm the tempo so that he can incorporate something new into his fighting style based on his enemy’s powers—’

“Then why are you saying I can’t do the same!?”

‘BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT THE KING!!’

George was stunned when he suddenly heard Arit shout out loud. He was on the phone calling Selina to see if she was done taking care of the children when Arit suddenly shouted, and he wondered what the hell was wrong with her. Was this girl mad?

Arit, meanwhile, was also stunned as the Queen screamed at her angrily. What did the Queen mean by that?

‘The King can do what he does because he possesses the strength and mental resolve to act in such a risky manner! Do you think being smart is the only thing needed to win a fight? The King does not fight with only intelligence! His body moves on autopilot when he needs it to, and he controls it when necessary! He uses his mind when he needs to, and he allows his mind to run free and calculate things when necessary! That is something you will never be able to do because you do not possess the same battle instinct that the KING possesses! You are nothing but a fool! A fool that doesn’t know the first thing about how to fight! Before me, you didn’t even know what it meant to receive a punch to the face!’

Arit gritted her teeth in anger, and her head fell in desperation. Queen’s words were making her grow angrier as time went on, but Arit couldn’t deny that the Queen was right. Mark could do what he did because of his unrealistically absurd battle instincts. She was trying her best to emulate Mark’s fighting style, but she couldn’t do it because of how her body just didn’t move in the same way that Mark’s body moves. Trying to think while also moving, dodging, and watching the enemy at the same time was just too much for her to assimilate all at once.

So what should she do then? Should she just give up?

‘Stupid girl! When did I ever say that you should give up!? If you allow them to take us from the KING, I will end you myself! You need to embrace what you are. You are still holding on pointlessly to the person you once were! You aren’t a human fighting a human right now! You are an Anima! The Queen of Anima! The one standing at the very top of the Anima hierarchy! You are a creature of carnage and destruction who derives great pleasure from seeing your enemies crawl at your feet! Your very instincts scream at you to dominate! Your very essence compels you to stand above others! You don’t need to think! You don’t need to analyze! Just follow your instincts to the depths of hell! It will never steer you wrong! FOLLOW IT!’

Ba-Dump!

It was like the air inside the hotel room suddenly grew heavier! George was not a religious man. He was someone who followed his heart at all times and had no belief in heaven, hell, or the spiritual world. But at that moment, if George were asked to describe what he felt, he would only be able to describe it in one way: It was as though the devil itself was behind him.

George felt like a low-level Eldritch was standing right over his shoulder and baring down on his neck.

“Jesus.”

DOON!

A massive pressure suddenly pressed down on the room, and George’s instincts screamed at him to turn around! George turned around slowly, with his cell phone still up to his ear as it rang.

[Sorry, the number you are trying to call is not—]

Click!

George clicked the phone off when Selina didn’t pick up the call and dropped his hand slowly as his heart rate began to rise. George didn’t dare to make any rash movements right then. He felt as if moving at all would break the standstill that they were currently in.

“Ah~ So that is how it is~”

Arit moved her head from side to side as her mouth slowly started to split into an amused grin.

George watched cautiously as Arit’s entire demeanor seemed to change almost instantly. There was no longer any sign of the frantic, desperate girl that he had fought just a few seconds ago; instead, there was a dangerous woman.

Arit’s entire body seemed to be screaming at her as they shook for release. Every cell in her body wanted to be free, and Arit didn’t hold them back anymore. She released them. It began from her eyes. Her poison-yellow eyes suddenly seemed to grow even more intense. They narrowed down until they were staring at George with the most condescending look he had ever seen. Her skin changed to purple, the color traveling down from her head to her neck and then into her dress, and two sharp antennae began to grow out from Arit’s forehead. Arit smiled, and George took a step back as her sharp canines peeked through her mouth.

George didn’t understand what the hell was going on here, but he knew that it was not something he should allow to happen! The amount of pressure he could feel coming from Arit was insane! George had fought against many humans and Anima before, and he could easily differentiate between the pressure a human would give off and the one an Anima would create. Right now, George couldn’t see any difference between the pressure that Arit was releasing and the pressure from Anima!

George raised his hand in the air and prepared to end Arit right there! Fuck the mission! If Arit was allowed to continue what she was doing, then she might end up killing him instead! George decided that he would just bring her corpse back and explain that it was an accident!

Hundreds of strings suddenly flew out from George’s body and formed a massive circle that began to rotate like a saw!

Vroom!