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Magma stared at Hante with widened eyes, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger and disbelief: "You... you're the one who just saved Vivian, right?" He almost shouted, his voice echoing through the dilapidated streets, each word thick with fury.
Upon hearing Magma's accusation, Hante not only remained calm, but burst into laughter, a laughter filled with provocation and confidence: "Ha! Her fate was not meant to end, I could feel it!" He stood on the rooftop, seemingly unconcerned by Magma's threat, instead relishing in this dramatic confrontation.
Magma was shaking with anger, his fury uncontrollable like the lava he could manipulate. Losing his composure, he roared, "You're dead too! Idiot!" In a fit of rage, he raised his hand and a tremendously powerful stream of lava erupted from his palm, shooting directly towards the roof where Hante was located.
At that moment, the air seemed to be scorched by the lava in Magma's hand, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose. The lava streaked across the night sky like a meteor, heading straight for Hante. Magma's attack was filled with destructive force, the intense red light and scorching heat seemingly intent on burning down any obstacles in its path, each of his attacks filled with unrelenting murderous intent.
Hante, at the moment when the lava attack from Magma shot towards him, leaped backward with extraordinary reflexes. His movement was swift and precise, much like his keen insight into combat. Immediately, he raised one hand, palm facing the oncoming lava, and then an immensely powerful force erupted from his hand. The surrounding air quickly vibrated, as if all the energy was converging in that moment.
In that instant, a massive explosion occurred in the air, with the center of the explosion coinciding with the trajectory of Magma's lava attack. The powerful shockwave disrupted the flight path of the lava, causing it to explode in mid-air, turning into a scattered fire rain that illuminated the surrounding darkness.
Even in a state of mental abnormality and excessive excitement, Magma was surprised to see this scene. His maniacal laughter abruptly stopped, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief. The interception and neutralization of the lava attack was completely unexpected in his plan. A glimmer of reason flashed in his mad eyes, feeling a hint of fear towards Hante's ability, but it was quickly replaced by even stronger madness.
The sudden explosion not only surprised Magma, but also enveloped everything around in astonishment. Standing on the roof, facing Magma's surprise, Hante simply waved his hand gently, as if telling him that the battle was far from over, and that he, Hante, had more unrevealed power.
Vivian tightly pressed her body against the abandoned car, peeking at the battlefield from the right rear of Magma. Witnessing Hante's astonishing abilities, she couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and amazement. She saw how Hante single-handedly interrupted Magma's attack with a powerful explosion, a rare and formidable power in Vivian's eyes.
However, Vivian remained silent, knowing that in this tense battle, any unnecessary movement could attract the enemy's attention, especially in her current state, requiring extreme vigilance and concealment. Her gaze caught Wind Man still hanging on the utility pole, and she realized that Wind Man was now powerless to pose a threat to her, and might even choose to temporarily retreat due to Magma's loss of control.
Vivian took a deep breath, knowing that this was her perfect opportunity to strike back. She observed Magma's shock at Hante's ability, with all of his attention drawn to Hante, giving her a golden chance to ambush. She carefully moved out from the back of the car, controlling her breathing and steps, ensuring her movements were as discreet and silent as possible, then swiftly and decisively approached Magma's position.
At this moment, every heartbeat of Vivian was telling her that the battle was not over yet, and she still had a chance to turn the tide and deliver a fatal blow to Magma. Her gaze was firm, filled with the calm and determination of a fighter, ready to find her own path to victory in this chaos.
Vivian crouched low, moving forward silently, as her body emitted circles of purple toxic mist. The poisonous gas dispersed with the breeze, creating a concealed veil along her path. Magma, still consumed by anger towards Hante, remained completely unaware of Vivian's quiet approach, his attention fully captured by Hante standing on the roof, constantly engaging with him.
Hante seemed to have already sensed Vivian's plan, deliberately prolonging the conversation to provoke Magma, ensuring his attention wouldn't shift to Vivian. His words carried deliberate taunts and sarcasm, teasing Magma's anger while giving Vivian more time and space to execute her plan. Whenever Magma attempted to shift his focus, Hante used more provocative remarks to draw his attention back.
Vivian's heartbeat accelerated with each step forward, knowing she was in an extremely dangerous position. Any careless move could expose her whereabouts, putting her in an even more perilous situation. However, her determination made her fearless. Her poison mist quietly spread around Magma, preparing to deliver a fatal blow at the most opportune moment. In this battle of wits and courage, Vivian and Hante seemed to have formed an unspoken understanding, jointly confronting the enemy in front of them.
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