“…Evacuate…Evacuate?”

Perhaps they did not expect Yamu to say such words, and Sitterson and others were stunned for a moment.

Yamu frowned slightly and said, "Why, don't you understand?"

Sitterson came back to his senses, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what you have done?"

Yamu said calmly: "Of course, I know all about the Earth Guardians, the blood sacrifice rituals, and the ancient gods sleeping underground."

Sitterson said angrily, “Then you are going to disrupt the blood sacrifice ceremony?!”

Yamu frowned and said, "What's the point of keeping the ritual of cannibalism?"

Everyone in the base was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then their expressions became extremely complicated.

As the person in charge of the blood sacrifice ceremony of the North American branch, Sitterson's awareness is much higher than that of everyone else.

Hearing what Yamu said, he immediately said in a cold voice: "What do you know? The Earth Guardians were formed to maintain the safety of the world. As long as it can save the world, even if it is a ritual of cannibalism, we must use it."

"Humans are too insignificant. In front of those gods sleeping underground, our wisdom and technology, which we are so proud of, are useless."

"In order to save all of humanity, we can only please Them like this, even if our hands will be stained with sin and blood..."

As Sitterson spoke firmly about his realization, the eyes of other members of the organization gradually became determined.

Yamu looked at him strangely, shook his head and said, "You misunderstood. What I meant is that from now on, you don't need this so-called blood sacrifice ceremony."

"……ah?"

Sitterson and everyone else were stunned for a moment.

Yamu said calmly: "I understand your awareness, but let us take over from now on!"

“…Who are you?”

Sitterson stared at Yamu and asked the most crucial question: "Are you...human?"

Yamu thought about it and told the truth: "From a genetic point of view, no, but you don't have to worry, our leader is a real human... at least he thinks so, so we stand on the side of humans."

After hearing Yamu's words, although Sitterson and others were still a little confused, they had almost understood the general meaning.

The mysterious black-haired man in front of him and the invincible Kryptonian outside both belong to the same mysterious organization.

The leader of this organization is a man who thinks he is a human being... No, he is a human being and must be a human being!

Sitterson thought so.

At this moment, a black staff member behind him suddenly said: "Since you have such a powerful force and say you are on the side of humans, why have you never appeared before?"

Yamu turned his head and looked at the black man, and found that he was the staff member in the movie who was quite disgusted with the blood sacrifice ceremony.

Although the movie does not describe his past in detail, it is likely that he had some special experiences, such as having relatives die at the hands of monsters.

Sitterson's heart tightened, and he turned around and glared at the black man: "You..."

"It doesn't matter." Yamu interrupted Sitterson, looked at the man and shook his head, "Because we were not on Earth before."

...not on Earth?

Sitterson and others couldn't help but be stunned.

On the contrary, the younger Had was not surprised. After all, Danas had already revealed his Kryptonian identity.

And the mysterious and powerful man in front of him named Yamu might also be an alien.

Thinking of this, Had couldn't help but stare at Yamu and asked: "If the man on the screen is really a Kryptonian, then...what about you?"

After saying that, in order to prevent Yamu from feeling bad, Had added: "Sorry, this is just my personal curiosity. You don't have to answer if you don't want to."

"It doesn't matter."

Yamu waved his hand, then raised his hand slightly and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, black nano-streams flowed out from his hair and gathered on the black armor.

The golden belt that was originally wrapped around his waist also lost the illusion magic and turned into a thick furry tail, swaying gently behind him.

In just a few seconds, a black-armored warrior with a black hedgehog head, a resolute face, and a monkey tail behind him appeared in front of everyone.

"Really...really aliens?"

Sitterson and the others stared at him in amazement, muttering in slight shock.

Upon hearing this, Yamu's face turned dark, and the speed and frequency of the tail swinging instantly increased, like a golden whip, making the surrounding air crackle.

"Hey, are you serious? Don't you know who I am?!"

"Wh…who?"

Sitterson, Hard and others looked at each other with bewildered expressions.

It’s not their fault. The average age of these staff members is obviously older, and due to the nature of their work, even young people in their twenties and thirties rarely watch anime.

There are very few staff members like Had who like to read American comics.

Yamu glanced at the crowd and quickly locked onto the black man who had just questioned him.

He just stood there blankly, his eyes moving up and down with the swing of Yamu's tail.

Suddenly, the black man took a step forward excitedly, looked at Yamu and shouted excitedly: "Saiyan, are you a Saiyan?!"

Fortunately, there are still people who know what’s going on!

Yamu breathed a sigh of relief, and then said calmly: "Yes, I am a Saiyan."

"This...I...you...how much is your fighting power?"

The black man was obviously a Dragon Ball fan. After getting Amu's affirmative answer, he immediately asked this question incoherently.

Just asking about combat prowess made Yamu feel inexplicably ashamed and a bit childish.

Therefore, he did not answer the black man's words, but turned his gaze to the computer behind them, and then said lightly: "I gave you half an hour to evacuate. Now there are still 25 minutes. Are you sure you want to waste the remaining time here?"

“…”

Sitterson came back to his senses, looked at Yamu and asked seriously: "Can I trust you?"

Yamu glanced at him and didn't answer. Instead, he looked up at the big hole in the ceiling that he had knocked through, and then... gently raised his right hand.

“Buzz——”

In an instant, brilliant blue light gathered in his palm.

A blue ball of light the size of a basketball instantly appeared in his palm, and then continued to expand at an extremely fast speed.

By the time Sitterson and the others came to their senses and were frightened by the blue light in front of them and retreated, the rapidly expanding blue ball of light had already turned into a huge monster with a diameter of more than five meters.

Sitterson and the others were blinded by the dazzling blue light and raised their arms to block the light in front of their eyes.

"Wait! What are you going to do?!"

"Open the way for you."

Yamu replied calmly.

The next second, a violent blue beam of energy shot out, instantly annihilating the ceiling of the underground base, then penetrated through the rock strata and reinforced concrete, broke through the surface above the base, and went straight into the sky.

…

Not long ago, Danas was slaughtering classic horror movie characters on the surface.

Since a large number of cannon fodder with low combat power have been killed by him, the remaining ones are monsters with relatively powerful abilities.

For example, the clown from the movie "IT" is based on the classic character of the nail-headed hell monk in "Hellraiser", and there is also a sheep-headed demon with bloody stripes all over his body, and so on.

These guys look very powerful, and each of them possesses some weird abilities.

Just like the clown who is being beaten up by Danas at this moment, although he looks ugly, he possesses many super powers such as immortality, transformation, illusion control, mind control, reality distortion, etc.

However, the activation of these abilities has an important prerequisite, which is fear.

As long as there is enough fear as nourishment, the clown can become an extremely powerful being.

But unfortunately, his current opponent is the Kryptonian Danas, and Danas is fearless.

"Just fucking! You call! The Joker! Right!"

"When I watched the movie, I was scared by you. Now, it's time for you to feel what fear is!"

Danas grinned and waved his fists. Every time he shouted a word, he would punch the clown under him hard.

It has to be said that as the embodiment of fear, the clown's physical resistance is really outrageous.

Danas's punch was enough to smash a thousand-meter-high mountain.

But when it fell on the clown, it could only make his whole body explode into a ball of black gas, which would gather together again in the next second.

However, Danas also noticed that the clowns' gathering speed was slowing down.

It was obvious that the Joker's stored fear was being rapidly consumed in front of Danas who was not afraid of him.

Just as Danas once again blasted the clown hammer into countless black gas, the ground not far away suddenly rumbled and shook.

The next moment, a blue beam of light broke through the surface of the earth and went through the rising soil and rocks towards the sky.

Danas, who had been paying attention to the situation underground, smiled. He immediately grabbed the resurrected clown's neck and threw him forward with his five fingers.

"Go to hell!"

The clown's condensed body turned into a stream of light and flew into the blue light column with a scream.

Danas floated about one meter above the ground with his arms folded across his chest, looking with great interest at the clown's black shadow, which was constantly washed away and annihilated by the huge energy after it was immersed in the blue light column.

"Tsk tsk, although I am better in terms of physical strength, but in terms of energy reserves, you are indeed more abnormal!"

"Should I say, he is worthy of being a T0-level star-blaster... no, a star-blaster?"

Just as Danas was watching with interest, a huge sword burning with hellfire slashed fiercely on his head.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the flaming giant sword shattered, but Danas was not only unharmed, but not even a hair was damaged.

Danas slowly turned his head and stared at the sheep-headed demon holding a broken sword with a slightly confused expression and said, "Do you want to die?"