Chapter 479: The Mysterious Twins

Luo En spoke calmly.

"The Lantern Man's strength may be formidable, but it's nothing special.

During the actual battle,

I nearly lost to him several times.

But in the end, I won—that's the outcome.

All you need to know is the outcome."

Though the black shadow said nothing, Luo En had already felt the killing intent radiating from him.

Luo En said.

"I've told you everything I know; whether you believe it or not is up to you."

As he spoke, he regarded the other with a mocking gaze.

He knew that the more he spoke this way,

the more the other would crave the true answer.

But Luo En would not reveal the answer.

He was well aware he must buy time.

On one hand, he was searching for an opening in the opponent.

On the other, he hoped to find a chance to signal Bangu or another hero.

Though he was now in grave danger,

if the Association's forces could arrive here, he might still have a chance.

The man furrowed his brows tightly.

What Luo En said was not what he wanted to hear.

He said.

"I gave you a chance, but if you don't value it,

then I'll have no choice but to abandon you.

As for how you defeated the Lantern Man, I'm not the least interested."

Luo En said, "Really? But it seemed just now you were quite interested.

Besides, you seemed very intrigued by the fact that I know Bangu."

The man suddenly closed the distance to Luo En, nearly pressing against him.

His lips curled slightly upward.

But his eyes were filled with malice.

He said coldly, "Really? Are you so bold only because I'm interested in this?"

Luo En subtly stepped back, creating distance between them.

At such close range,

Luo En knew he might not react in time.

He smiled and said, "Not at all.

I doubt you'd be so bored as to spare me over a question like this.

Then why haven't you acted yet?"

As he spoke, his gaze locked onto the man's hands.

The moment the man moved,

he would respond instantly.

This opponent was a Dragon-Class monster—far stronger than a Ghost-Class.

They were two entirely different tiers.

Dragon-Class was a full rank above Ghost-Class.

That rank gap was immense.

Though he had clashed with this man once before,

Luo En knew well just how dangerous he was.

The man stared at Luo En with faint surprise.

"I've never heard anyone dare force me to strike first.

Do you really want to die?"

Luo En shook his head and said,

"I don't want to die. The world is so beautiful—

why would I seek death?"

The man said.

"The moment I move, you're dead.

With your strength, you're no match for me."

Luo En waved his hand and said,

"I certainly believe you.

You're a Dragon-Class monster—such a rank must be rare in the Monster Association, right?"

The man's brows tightened further.

Previously, Dragon-Class monsters had indeed been exceedingly rare.

A Monster Association might have only a handful.

But lately, no one knows what's going on with Weirdo Wang.

He's given weirdo cells to many weirdos.

These weirdo cells can temporarily boost a weirdo's strength.

Perfectly unlock their potential.

As a result, there might be quite a few Dragon-class weirdos in the Weirdo Association now.

He is currently in the early stage of Dragon-class weirdo status.

If he had taken the weirdo cells back then.

He should have reached the intermediate or even advanced stage by now.

But he completely looked down on those weirdo cells.

They merely accelerate the development of a weirdo's potential.

In the end, the weirdos gain no real progress.

And they suffer some damage to their own bodies.

He said,

"Even if there are many Dragon-class weirdos in the Association, what does it matter? True strength matters.

It's those weirdos who climb step by step through their own effort.

Like me—my strength is the result of my lifelong persistence and hard work.

It's nothing those weirdos who gain power through shortcuts can match."

After speaking, he gazed coldly at Luo En.

"To die at my hands.

Is your honor.

If you were killed by a Dragon-class weirdo who gained power through external means without putting in more effort,

That would be your tragedy."

Luo En shrugged helplessly. "Probably, dying at anyone's hands is a tragedy."

So much time has passed.

Luo En still hasn't found a chance to send a signal.

And he hasn't spotted any opening in the opponent.

Undeniably, the weirdo before him is truly terrifying in strength.