Chapter 459 You can think of it as invincible

Chapter 459 You can think of it as invincible

William, sitting comfortably in his bedroom chair, was engrossed in a TV show when the floor suddenly shook, causing him to frown.

But it quickly quieted down, and since his room wasn't affected, William didn't bother to intervene.

That Mortal Deity had sought trouble with Erebus, and whether he lived or died was entirely up to his own luck.

In the living room, Luna glared at Erebus and said sharply, "Can't you keep it down? What if you disturb Mr. Johnson? Do you want to die?"

Erebus glanced at Chamuel on the ground and muttered, "It was you who knocked him down, and you're blaming me?"

Luna huffed, "If I hadn't intervened, you would have demolished the house."

Erebus clicked his tongue and said to Chamuel, who was lying on the ground, "Stop playing dead, get up, let's go out and play!"

Although Luna's strength was considerable, she hadn't actually injured Chamuel. Thi/s chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.co/m

But Chamuel was completely out of it.

The flick from Erebus's finger had almost killed him on the spot.

A flick on the forehead?

Was that really just a light flick?

That single flick made Chamuel feel like his skull had shattered. Surviving that was a testament to his strong vitality.

And now Erebus wanted him to go out and play again?

This must be some sort of deadly game!

But could Chamuel refuse?

Erebus didn't give him a chance to refuse. He grabbed Chamuel by the clothes and dragged him out.

Jeremiel, who had come with Chamuel, could only watch dumbfoundedly as Erebus dragged Chamuel away.

He hesitated, wondering whether he should follow...

Would he die if he went out??

Erebus, small in stature, dragged Chamuel to the door and glanced at Jeremiel, then said, "You! Come out too!"

Jeremiel had no choice but to follow them out.

Up to now, Jeremiel still couldn't figure out who exactly were the people in this house?

Luna and Erebus were clearly not simple, but they seemed somewhat fearful of the Mr. Johnson in the bedroom.

That seemingly ordinary young man?

Showing off in front of him?

When slapping Chamuel, Erebus had simply used his physical strength, but this slap on Jeremiel employed the primitive power of the Shapeshifters.

Jeremiel didn't even have the chance to be sent flying,he was directly shattered on the spot, his body dissipating into the air.

After hitting someone, Erebus rubbed his hands and walked back into the house, leaving Ares, who had followed him outside, utterly stunned.

He had imagined the kid might be somewhat strong, but he hadn't expected Erebus to be this powerful – flinging one with a slap, then shattering another on the spot.

But whether it was Erebus or Luna, they seemed to fear William. Just how strong was William?

At this moment, William was still watching his cartoons, living his happy life, when Zoey knocked on his door.

"Come in." William felt there was no need to hide his strength from Zoey anymore, especially since it seemed impossible to keep it hidden now.

As an employee of the 13th Bureau, his initial intention was to slack off and freeride on the salary, but now that his strength was exposed, it seemed somewhat troublesome.

Zoey walked in, staring at William, and asked, "Are you going to cook or not?"

"Isn't Ares supposed to cook?" William looked at Zoey with some confusion, wondering if Zoey, in her simplicity, hadn't noticed anything unusual.

Zoey responded, "You're free now, so you cook!"

William had thought she came in to question him about something else, only to find out she wanted him to cook.

"Alright then!" William could only press the pause button and step out of his bedroom.

When he saw the shattered floor in the living room, he gave Luna a deep look. Luna quickly said, "It's not my fault, Erebus did it."

William didn't bother with her and went to the kitchen to start cooking.

Ares followed Erebus inside, and when he saw William in the kitchen, he quickly came over and said, "Let me do it. I promised I'd cook."

William and Zoey exchanged a glance. He said, "It's his responsibility to do it."

Zoey didn't mind, but then she couldn't help asking, "What exactly is your power level?"

She had been thinking about it for a while and finally realized she wasn't suited to ponder such questions, so she decided to directly ask William.

After all, this is the simplest and most direct way to get an answer.

It was just out of curiosity.

Whether William hid his power or not, it didn't really matter to her; she was simply curious.

William replied quite straightforwardly, "My power level? You can think of it as invincible."

Power level?

William had never had a power level. His strength was always something that didn't quite fit with this world.