181 Display of Real Power (2/2)

I could fix Melvin right up, but I am not his father. Besides, I think that his wish to become far stronger than anyone is a good thing.

”What kind? I will show you what kind I am!”

Melvin spits and roars. His eyes fully transform now alongside with much of his facial features. This is not to mention hands as well as the hairs on them.

They aren't considered as hair anymore. It's more akin to fur.

As expected of a 2nd generation, partial to full transformation is possible. It seems naturally too, and the greater the transformation the more insane their physical abilities become.

While that is all good, there is actually a huge drawl back. It is the same reason why Hydra eventually abandons the Hybridization Project.

”Interesting. I am guessing that you are some sort of cat?”

I question dryly with a hint of mocking. It is not entirely for effect, considering who I am impersonating at the moment. The cameras outside are watching me as well.

”Cat!? I am the fucking King of Speed!”

Melvin roars and vanishes from his spot with speed faster than sound, leaving behind a massive blast of air. That display stun everyone nearby.

His claws slash through me or it would have if I didn't catch his wrist effortlessly.

”If you are King of Speed. I must be God then.”

I snort and knee him in the gut lightly. That knocks the wind out of his lungs, nearly making him coughs up blood. I then basically bitch-slap him away, sending him tumbling and rolling across the road to the other side and away from the building.

There are no normal people nearby, so I didn't need to completely hold back. And besides, I am trying to make an impression.

I turn my attention to the guards afterwards, as his brother and sister will help him. I don't need to kill him since he is just a kid after all. He is about the same age as my mother, Stephanie, even if he doesn't appear to be.

Hybrids just grow up very fast physically, but mentally, it is left much to be desired. Of course, that did not mean they have shorter lifespan than normal people. They have roughly the same amount of years just that their midlife crisis is a lot longer.

”I wish to talk to your bosses. Take me to them.”

I demand of the guards. They are terrified shitless since they have never seen any Hybrids capable of doing what I just did. I didn't need to transform either. It wouldn't be transformed obviously. It would just be me morphing my avatar to take on whatever shapes I want.

Of course, being biomechanical, I could transform as well, as long as I remodify the biological cell inside me to take on the characteristic of a Hybrid.

The guards look at each other and tries to get some directions from their boss. They did so by looking up at the camera nearby, which nods in response.

”Bastard! I am not done yet!”

Melvin roars out from across the street. The damage that I had inflicted upon him seems to be negated by his healing ability. That ability alone makes Hybrids great soldiers.

Of course, enough bullets will kill them, especially when it is through the head or the heart. Some can survive with being shot through the heart though, so headshot seems to be the way to go.

I let out a sigh and turn my attention back to Melvin.

”You don't have the power to get your knife back, so I will hold onto it until you do.”

I tell him and flash my aura a little, forcing him literally to his knees.

His eyes are full of shock. Fears as well. Mostly fear in fact.

Killing intent is another ability available to all Hybrids, especially animal-hybrids. Not so much in insect-hybrids, but they have something else similar.

In any case, it elicits the flight or fight response from another creature. Humans included since human is also an animal. Of course, the greater the difference in power the more potent the killing intent is.

As such, Melvin hastily runs off before I could say another word. His younger brother and sister follow him as well. I will play around with them later.

I chuckle at that and return my attention to the guards, who probably piss their pants. This is a problem with releasing killing intent. It cannot really be directed at anyone fully, and since the guards are much weaker than Melvin, they are even more terrified of me.

To the point that someone else decide to show me into the building.

”That is some display of power. May I know your name.”

The new person asks. He didn't seem all that strong at first, but he obviously is considering that most of the men fears him.

His profile is displayed for me to review.

And reading through his history brings a smile to my face.

”I didn't expect one of the bosses to come and greet me personally, but yes, you may know my name, but when I talk to all the bosses directly. It concerns the Syndicate.”