chapter 18

The unit was in a room with all the walls covered in all sorts of TVs. A topless fat with dreadlocks that was covered in all sorts of filth appears on all the screams. He had all sorts of naked women scrubbing him clean with their bodies. The men were both disgusted and aroused by what they saw.

Deathmask and Billy diverted their gaze, as Pete and Bob have a look of disdain of the fat man. Big

was looking at the sight without showing any sign of emotion.

The fat ass spoke, "I am Marlin, the leader of the number one dark web fight league! You have proven that you'll are capable to be a thing on my show. You Urano pigs had somehow made a big jump in power in less than two months. I wanted to starve you'll to death, but you've proven me wrong!"

Deathmask spoke, "You want to kill each other for your jollies."

Marlin spoke, "You will kill your foes with the urgency, but I would want to save friendly fire until the endgame. I will put this unit in fights according to your apparent abilities. "

Deathmask- Leader of the unit Battle rank C

Kill Joy- Combat medic Battle Rank E+

Mr. Big- Enforcer of the group Battle rank C+

Shifty Pete- Assassin Battle rank D+

Three-legged Billy- Speedster Battle rank D

One-eyed Bob- Sniper Battle rank D-

The unit had time to ponder their rankings within the unit, as they were all teleported to different places.

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Deathmask was in a rundown alleyway when he understood where he was at.

Marlin spoke from some kind of overhead speakers, "Fearless leader, you will be put among

those of your rank. Battle ranks start at E all the way up to S. As you win, you will be forced to fight stronger and stronger opponent until you win or die. You have a chance to escape once you beat the S class."

A buzzer went off and someone targets Deathmask from behind with a bloody knife that had killed many a person.

Deathmask flipped his lower body upwards until he kicked the blade out of the attacker's hand. The would-be ninja forced the knife under his foot and flung it upward into his hand. The young officer

threw the knife at the ill-dress thug.

The punk grabbed the knife before it pierced his target. Deathmask threw a hard head kick at his opponent but got stabbed in the hamstrings for his trouble. The wound started to sting, as he felt poison flowing through his heavyweight frame. The officer pulled the knife out as he struggled

to even stand. The blade fell to the ground, along with Deathmask.

The thug was curb-stomping Deathmask, but there he was nowhere to be found. The thug had his neck snapped from behind.

A robotic voice spoke, "Nineteen competitors remain."

Deathmask hides the best as a red colored ninja could move across the broken down ghetto.

A large man busts through the nearby wall which causes Deathmask to jump unto a nearby roof.

The big spoke, "Come out, come out, no matter where you are!"

Deathmask knew better than to go blow for blow with this twelve-hundred pounds monster.

"I've got to use my power suit to beat this man-beast!"

He used his best form to move at Mach three-hundred and sixty, which is roughly forty percent the speed of light.

Deathmask was hitting the giant as if was cover by a swarm of hornets.

The monster spoke, "Quit it fly and fight like a man you sissy. I rape all of you girly men every

night."

Deathmask kicked the huge bull right in the balls, which caused the man to scream like a girl. Blood was gushing from his groin, while the man-monster grabbed his junk while laying on a belly with his butt up into the air. The ninja jumped over the giant while his hands to slice the foe's spine in two up to the skull.

Deathmask spoke, "Now you're the sissy now and look forward to being a gloried cock sleeve."

The man spoke, "Don't leave me like this! Help me please!"

Deathmask left for the next battle.

Eighteen competitors remain.

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Mr. Big was squaring up with three men of various sizes. The first two mines were much smaller than he was but was fast as lightning. The last man was about the same size as the former champion was. The third man had his arms crossed, as he was waiting for his moment to enter the battle.

The two slender men raced around the father, as he was in slow motion. Yet, the former champion was not trouble, as he was forced to use his defensive stance to protect himself from the endless barrage of attacks.

Joe used his timing skills to lariat the shortest man and give a rough house kick to the second man.

The third man spoke, "Monx, Geral, stop playing around before I whip you myself."

The smaller Monx spoke, "Shut up, Jebe, we can handle it!"

Joe and his foes revealed their inner ki and started to fight more seriously. Big was moving faster than Mach one-hundred which was sluggish to sub-Mach one-hundred and seventy."

Mr big spoke, "Am I supposed to be impressed or what?"

The two fighters stabbed the thick sides of Joe, which caused blood to gush from the giant with

the force of a water hose.

Big grabbed the two men with his arms and crushed them to death.

The third fighter spoke, "About damn time!"

Joe saw that his foes had fused themselves to his arms, greatly handicapping his fighting abilities.

What would Joe do without being able to use his mighty arms?