"Relax?" Boke frowned at him, "Relax about what?"
The Caucasian man stopped in his tracks, his lips slowly curling into a smile, "Well, it's about..."
In an instant, a cyan light burst forth.
The man transformed into a horrifyingly fast streak of light, tracing a cyan trajectory, and suddenly appeared behind Boke.
Then, along with a flash of cyan light, a long sword, black yet gleaming with hints of cyan, suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Die!"
Simultaneously, his pupils burst forth with a splash of cyan, his muscles swelled, and faint sparks lit up, accelerating his speed to the extreme!
The black shadow of the blade was already slashing towards Boke's neck.
"Hmm?"
Boke reacted instantly, his eyes turning icy, as the power within his body erupted, igniting all his fat and turning his skin momentarily blood-red.
Defense was his forte!
Especially against blunt attacks, with his protective power, he was confident most Genetic Awakened couldn't breach his defense!
However—
