Pitiful John!

No matter how good your blade technique, shielding technique, or body techniques are, a potential Fiendgod would be even greater.

Their attacks are berserk and their blood boil as their strength increases the more they fight.

How can a fighter of the same level compete at all?

"Just Ezra alone can destroy the entire Lion Heart squad!" grinned John as he laughed, "Messing with our squad is the most foolish thing the Lion Heart squad has ever done!"

"This time, we really got lucky" sighed Faze.

…

"Its nothing really. Might be a good thing instead. " John let out a smile, "There's no one else to blame but my own incompetence. If I was as talented as Ezra, I might have been able to dodge the attack. But reality is cruel….." John lowered his head and looked at the wound in his right shoulder. His right arm had been long lost in the bullet from before.

"My life as a Super soldier is practically over." Sighed John.

Ezra and Faze were both silent.

"However." John let out a smile, "This is actually the best situation that I've predicted. During the uprising, I witnessed for myself the large amounts of humans killed by monsters. At that time, I promised….. when I grow up, I'll kill these dimensional monsters with my own hand and become a True fighter !"

"I've always been working hard."

"And finally, I became a genetic soldier! I entered the and fulfilled my childhood dream as I killed many monsters. I finally became a hero in the people's eyes. My parents praised me and finally my girlfriend who deserted me became proud of me and wanted me back.."

"As time passed and as I killed more and more monsters….. I slowly started to get tired of it. Every time I entered the wilderness, my parents and my girlfriends were always worrying about the possibility of my death. I also worry that I won't be able to see them anymore. However, I didn't have the courage to pull out" said John slowly, "It's been like that for these past five years or so, and I've gotten used to it".

At this time, Ezra's heart wasn't comfortable either.

Family?

He also had a brother and parents, who all worried about him.

"This wound finally gave me a reason to pull out" smiled John slightly, "I've gotten tired of this these past years. In the future, I can use my battle records to become an instructor of a region's Dojo. With more time on my hands, I can be with my girls and parents more! And on my back, I have you guys. To be able to have a potential Fiendgod as a brother before quitting, haha, I guess it's worth it."

Ezra squeezed out a tiny smile.

"Brother, enjoy the relaxing, quiet life." Encouraged Faze, "In the future, find me for any problems you have! We've been together for seven, eight years, so we're brothers to the death!".

"Hm" smiled John as he nodded, "I won't hold back at all. If I encounter any difficulties, I'll be sure to find you guys. Especially Ezra. I know that Potential Fiendgods will go through a period of insane growth, so your strength will soon skyrocket. In the future, you'll become amazing. You better not decline my requests for help!"

Asking me to help?

Although John hadn't truly liked him since he joined, the fact that he was in this position didn't give Ezra a chance to disagree.

John turned and asked out of curiosity: "Oh yea, Ezra. How come you hid the fact that you're a potential Fiendgod?"

"Mainly because I didn't want to deal with too much trouble" laughed Ezra as he shook his head, "If the fact that I'm a potential fiendgod gets out, I probably won't be able to live a quiet life."

Moreover, he just learnt the technique and then, once he reveals it, he'll become a target for focused training in at Death God academy.

First, he'll be sent to the world headquarters of the Demonic Alliance, and then he'll undergo great training, and then there'll be all sorts of great conditions...

But he'll be unable to continue his current quiet life.

"Hm."

Faze nodded, "Ezra's thinking isn't bad. Whether it's the army, individual temple, the Alliance or rich families, they'll all be going crazy over trying to obtain a potential Fiendgod. Once a new potential Fiendgod appears, each of the powers will fight over him! The army will use all sorts of tricks, so the alliance send their potential Fiendgods outside the continent until they come to an agreement with the army. Only after that will they let the potential Fiendgod come back."

A potential Fiendgod, is a trump card!

Each potential Fiendgod has a large impact, so all of the powers fight over them. Even though they get special rights, they'll lose the regular life of a fighter.

'You all, I hope everyone will help me keep this a secret." Said Ezra.

"Yea, of course. Our fighter squad will be glad to keep this secret for you!" laughed Faze loudly.

John also nodded on the side: "Yup, squad has a 'potential Fiendgod', and other fighter squads don't know that, humph humph... We won't appear as strong to them, so they won't be cautious. So if someone messes with us, they'll be in huge trouble. And it'll be way easier to hunt monsters in the future!"

A trump card, is only a trump card if you hide it!

Once you reveal it, it won't have the same effect anymore.

The members of the Death gate squad were all excitedly discussing about Ezra's potential in the squad.

Clearly, a potential Fiendgod greatly benefits the Death gate squad.

After a while, the members of the Death gate squad all began to rest. The sky also slowly became dark and filled with stars.

Under the starry sky, Ezra quietly sat on the edge of the rooftop, thinking about the battle they had: "Today, I can't believe I managed to pull off the first stage of the"Nine Sky Thunder Blade" on the armor piercing bullet". When he thought of this, Ezra couldn't help but to stand up and take out his ghost blade.

"HU!"