Resuming The Flow of The Morning Show

A blazing furnace engulfed Sparror's knuckle as he heaved the molten fist upward and illuminated the yellowish flashes through his eyes. Steadily watching the horde of Otzcryas descend into his distance and propelled the harrowing-headed tip spears on the front encouraged The Flaming Hero to wave his engulfed knuckle.

His knuckle channeled out the bursting flames that encircled both himself and Chemistra as it forged the fiery ring constructs. The Chemist swiftly placed her bulky gauntlet on the encircling ring on the left, receiving the blessing of the fiery construct. A blessing was the ring construct transmitted a single tiny torch enveloping the entirety of her bulky gauntlet's palm.

Chemistra sharply took notice of The Flaming Hero steered his sight onto the back and she affirmatively nodded. Then, Sparror elevated one of the molten hands above in gleaming rigidness that shone through both of his eyes.

"ZURYAH!!!" Sparror grunted echoingly, casting out the towering bursting blast that kept expanding the fluent pillar to the sky view every rapid second passing.

Witnessing the fiery blast tackling their narrow distance, some of the Otzcryas on the back jounced away from either left or right by stomping the hovering watery wave. While the two leading Otzcryas on the front helplessly encountered the combustible heat as they were swallowed by the continuous expansion of the bursting blast.

A screeching cry of agony howled from the two Otzcryas, especially with the hit trembled all of their limbs. Any resistant motions couldn't be declared as their limbs boiled out the fresh steaming smoke the longer the combusting process of the blast continued swarming them, increasing their pleading cries.

The hovering Otzcryas on the right rushedly fled down onto the heroes and twisted their bodies, letting the other twin with the thin black spears take the leading assault. Chemistra's cybernetic eyes precisely caught the fleeing presence of the humanoids approaching their distance.

The Chemist's rotating eyes also captured a glimpse of the humanoids plunging down their spears and blitzing on the four thundering strings. She hastily tapped on the left armored shoulder of her flaming ally readying to spread a warning, especially with him glancing his cautious gleaming sight at her.

"On your right, Sparror!" Chemistra blurted out a stoic warning.

"Deiyah!!" Sparror grunted, thrusting down one of the molten fists, fading away the fiery blast above and revealing the two paralyzed humanoids that fell down.

The encircling ring hurled up its elastic front view when the four blitzing strings closed enough to strike down the heroes. Furthermore, the front side of the ring departed and intercepted the strings by blending its shape into the widespread, hovering fiery wall construct.

The strings indeed altogether landed their wild thundering strikes, but the shield radiated scorching flashes that incinerated the strings in an instant. Another followed up was declared as the shield vanished from the naked eyes and respawned beneath the fleeing Otzcryas on the right.

It awakened the combustible towering wave that flung up and devoured four of the rushing Otzcryas. High-pitch mangling growls of excruciating pain resonated in the sky above as the humanoids endured the heat of the towering wave as if they were drowned in the depth of the volcano.

Regardless, Sparror smoothly flipped up his molten hand for dispersing the towering into a speck of dust and left the humanoids covered with combusting smoke dropped down onto the ground below. He glanced his shimmering eyes onto the left and cautiously droved back his left molten hand.

Two Otzcryas who surfed on top of the barging water wave and shoved forward their spears with harrowing human heads became the alerting attention of The Flaming Hero. Chemistra hoisted her fiery gauntlet as she witness the other two humanoids impelling their black pillar spear, surging on the strings on the tip.

"KRAH!!!" Sparror grunted his contorting scream, briskly uplifting both of his fiery arms.

The Chemist swiftly launched two of the needle fingers being engulfed with the torches on each of them, fading out instantly. As the two humanoids attempted to lunge their spears, the flaring needle fingers popped out on their spines almost reaching lightspeed, and skewered their spines with the needle. The transfusion process for each of the needle fingers promptly reached its swift finish with no remnants of the yellow liquid available left, dissolving the barrier-like torch constructs.

Glittering yellow light illuminated sprightly through the two humanoids, an indication the side effect was activated. The black pillar-like spear forcibly loosened from Otzcryas's grip as they felt their limbs entirely freeze the brighter the illuminating yellow light, turning them into statues and falling into their resting place on the road.

At the same time, the remaining part of the fiery ring constructs faded out before commencing its instant respawn on the back of the rushing humanoids. The fiery ring construct fluently dashed forward and elongated itself into the scorching-vertical wave that trapped the Otzcryas on the spot.

The gulp of violet blasting orbs in the clutches of the jaw from the harrowing head of the two spears tips disseminated by the combusting heat of the wave, loudening the scream of the Otzcryas. Sparror quickly upturned his right molten grip and the blasting wave dissolved into nothingness, revealing the last two horde members of the humanoids to lose their steady stands by falling onto the road.

A contorting sigh of relief exhaled away from The Flaming Hero's throat with him surveying his surroundings and witnessing all of the humanoids now fallen into defeat. A tiny floating torch popped out beside Sparror's eyes after his eyes noticed The Chemist headed in his direction with her eyes being strictly fixated on the watch. The watch itself revealed the bluish-radar screen that revealed a horde of red dots filling all of the available directions, convincing Chemistra on raising her surprised eyes.

"Are there more The Humanoids coming to us?" The contorting question of The Flaming Hero was announced through the flickering torch before gazing at his white watch and widening his surprised eyes.

Chemistra raised her observant stare forward and uttered with a blunt voice, "Yes and there will be a lot of them."

"Possibly more than a twenty of them, coming to us," Chemistra assured with an affirmative tone as she scanned the above surroundings and furrowed in utter shock when she watched the left side with her rotating eyes. Her rotating eyes indeed had an access to zoom-in sky scenery from afar like a sniper scope, receiving a clear glimpse of the five hurtling humanoids headed in her current direction.

Chemistra bowed her head down and warned her ally, "Brace yourself, Sparror."

"Five of those armies from there are now coming to us," Chemistra spoke, marking her already recovered needle fingers from the bulky gauntlet into the precise direction where she locked her eyes.

Sparror puffed away the contorting bothersome air away and flickered on the fiery torch as he uttered firmly, "I see."

"I also saw them on the left too," The Flaming Hero announced after he steered his gleaming eyes onto the left.

His eyes embarked with the glistening yellow flashes, capturing the concise glimpse of another horde of humanoids in the group of five. The ferocious Otzcryas dove toward his direction and swagged their black pillar-like spear, casting the electrifying strings on the acute tips.

The Flaming Hero valiantly propelled the molten palm that cast out his intercepting fiery tricks. Fiery tricks such as the torch slumbered on Chemistra's gauntlet morphed into a human-sized blazing cloth folding her entire limbs and flaring twister that emerged beside his left.

Therefore, the ongoing assault of The Humanoids hordes presumed with the heroes of Neo Tokyo City pressed their kneecaps in enlightening heedfulness flooded their minds. Hordes that also resurfaced on their backside and even on top of the shrouding building especially they dove down the lashing water wave beneath their feet.

A round of distorting, enthralling laughter spread out across the human-skinned cave as Frenzy Cloverland extended both of his staggering arms. He also bent down his spine with him allowing the enthralment to encroach the depth of his mind after one of the video clips, originated from a group of neat floating screens.

More specifically, the floating screen located on the below-edge left revealed the intriguing action clip of Sparror releasing a bursting blast from his palm. The Phantom shoved up his stomach once again and decided to switch his delightful side toward his current comrade, Kenta who patched his clutching hand beneath his chin. A continuous gasp of bombarding vivacious burnt through the course of Kenta's veins as all of his limbs uncontrollably staggered on sharpening his ebullient gaze toward the left screen.

"You can remove your mask to get a more wonderful and crystal view on the screen below," Frenzy Cloverland gleefully suggested.

Kenta hurriedly retreated his clutching hand and uttered, "Nah, I will remove this mask later. Sorry I never intended on showing that to you"

"Also I had some questions about your newest humanoid, are you intended to make them weaker?" Kenta curiously asked, tilting his neck to the right, and chuckled, "Or the consequence of mass producing?"

The Phantom briskly gestured his shrugging arms toward Kenta who raised his neck and puffed in a puzzling demeanor. Another round of enthralling laughter resonated through the cave and ended shortly with Frenzy Cloverland clearing his throat that crying out a mangling noise.

"It's the part of mass producing if you want the concise answer. Yes, I could train them much better on utilizing their special talents," Frenzy Cloverland explained, initiating a brief clap before he cried out a distorting whistle.

"Since rushing time can be a high chance on ruin Otzcryas period on becoming equal or better than their original inspiration." The Phantom added, starting to shake both of his hands slowly enlightening the violet light through his knuckle.

Kenta could only shake his head and chortled in a jocular demeanor when he kept his sight toward The Phantom. Then, he switched his sight on perceiving the screen on the below left that revealed the scene of Sparror shoving one of his molten fists forward and summoned the blazing fist construct, jabbing at one of the charging Otzcryas.

An astonishing gasp breathed out from Kenta's throat the longer he eyed at Sparror's video clip, vibrating his left hand and surging a bronze electrical string. Electrical strings strictly constricted his wrist as splashes of blood lashed out, resembling being crushed by hardened chains.

"At least, you brought a very spectacular thing for me, Phantom," Kenta mentioned in jauntiness and released a sprightly chuckle of ebullient as he kept darting his sight on the Sparror's screen, sluggishly ignited the desire to hun and remarked, "Because of that, your life is spare!!"

The Phantom happily chortled, "Thank you for reminding me of the rough deal."

"And even sparing my precious existence," Frenzy Cloverland said with a gladful tone, elevating one of his opened palms embarking the violet flashes, "I'm indeed so, so gladful with your decision."

Kenta groaned and uttered, "Whatever you said Phantom."

"I'm gonna say thank you and appreciate all of your attempts to help me for returning my true self," Kenta professed, with a thankful tone, raising a thumbs up briefly before the brown electricity dissolved in thin air.

Kenta lifted his hand that slowly dripped more blood droplets, mesmerizing his bleeding forehand as he gripped the desire being buried within his mind. A desire on hunting strong and yet competent prey with the echoing howl of the brave wolf echoed through his ears, cordially chortled.

"Gracious welcome, my friend." Frenzy Cloverland replied in a soothed demeanor as he slowly hoisted both of his hands streaming the violet energy through the trembling, opened knuckles.

"I hope after this experience, you will have a chance on reuniting with your old self again." The Phantom added.

Frenzy Cloverland swiftly rotated his body onto the left and allowed Kenta who had his attention to get lured, watching his back and pointing his fingers toward the glistening hands. The Phantom's back began to glow the encroaching, dark-violet energy through his spine, preparing to unveil another salient surprise for twisting the flow of Sunday's morning show.

Frenzy Cloverland chuckled in soothing excitement and asked, "As you can see, the heroes are very easy on taking the victory against these armies, am I right?"

Kenta rested his pointing finger and assuredly nodded, "Based on what I see, yes the heroes just flawlessly defeated your armies."

A shocked gasp freed from Kenta's throat with realization flooding the depth of his mind especially when he witnessed The Phantom clapping his hands once again. A single clap soared the blinding violet wave through the whole area of the human-skinned cave, unshackling burst of joyful laughter from Frenzy Cloverland himself.

"My friend, it's time for the heroes to meet the main star that will give all of them the most beautiful struggle in the show!!!" Frenzy Cloverland shouted proudly, endlessly rotating his from left to right,

"The ascension form of the mighty Marshon is now landing on one of the sea areas on Neo Tokyo and it'll be very intriguing for the heroes to witness its own grand entrance!!!" Frenzy Cloverland added, blurting out the uncontrollable exuberant as continuously spun up his left leg for celebrating the debut of the gigantic monster to rising more stakes and thrill for the ongoing morning show.

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