CHAPTER 221: CHAPTER 145: BLACK COCOON VS. SWALLOWING SILVER, HOMETOWN CHERRY BLOSSOMS BLOOM

The moonlight is hazy, but the lights are bright on the Hongyue Commercial Street, which otherwise remains empty. Only a few cars are abandoned on the road, skewed east and west, with their doors still open.

This is the visible deterrent effect of the notorious supervillain "Ghost Bell."

To give a comparison, if it were a minor character like "Green Wing" causing trouble, people might consider sticking around to watch them fight upon seeing Blue Arc appear.

Because they trust Blue Arc to take down Green Wing and keep each of them safe.

Compared to Rainbow Wings, the name Ghost Bell clearly strikes terror. Even if Blue Arc arrives, no one would dare remain at the scene for fear of being caught in the chaos.

Not to mention the presence of "Swallowing Silver," whose public image has recently plummeted from a hero to a comedic figure.

On the long street, Swallowing Silver stands atop a traffic light, while the main cause behind his drastic image change leisurely hangs upside down, holding a book below an advertisement sign ahead.

The two exchange glances across the long street, one with eyes lowered, the other raised.

"Black Cocoon," Swallowing Silver paused, gritting his teeth, "I’ve been searching for you so arduously..."

"Your words sound a bit intense, like a lovesick woman in a drama. Honestly, I find it a bit cheesy... Ghost Bell also likes me, but he expresses his affection with iron fists, unlike your silver-tongued approach."

Black Cocoon spoke as he flipped through his book, pondering and then remarking, "Perhaps something more reserved like Japanese literature? For example... ’The moonlight is beautiful tonight’?"

"I’ve been contemplating how to slaughter you, this pest, a thousand or even ten thousand times upon encountering you again," Swallowing Silver said darkly, clenching his fists, "Tonight’s weather is indeed perfect for sending you to your grave."

"Oh, those are not words befitting a Mutant. Be careful, your public image might sink further... though it’s hard since there’s not much left to drop."

At this point, Black Cocoon raised his finger, which was flipping through the book, to scratch his jaw.

"Before we fight, I need to consult a lawyer to determine whether you, as a Mutant, have the right to take me down; otherwise, it could be deemed a vigilante act and ruin the cute image I’ve crafted for you overnight."

He paused: "All my efforts would go to waste, Mr. Swallowing Silver, I’ve paved the way for your comedic career, you just need to kick the final goal."

"Shut up!"

As the words fell, metallic openings emerged on Swallowing Silver’s legs, back, and even the rear of his arms.

Frenzied flames spewed from them, with five jets firing at maximum power, morphing Swallowing Silver into a massive silver bird charging at Black Cocoon.

"Well, that’s exactly what I expected from you."

Black Cocoon shrugged, closing his book to let it slip into the sleeve of his trench coat, while four restraint belts extended from his fingertips, instantly activating "Restraint Blade."

With a "zing," silver-white blades shot out, attached to the restraint belt’s edges.

Maintaining his inverted position, he swung forward like wielding long swords, aggressively slashing out the restraint belts.

With a thunderous "bang," Swallowing Silver’s fist, accompanied by a terrifying blast of air, hammered against the surface of the restraint belts, hitting four layers of blades.

Sparks burst from the blade edges, and each restraint belt undulated like tides, distributing the force fluidly throughout his body to prevent the defense from being breached.

The Restraint Blade vibrated, emitting a sharp hum that tore through the night!

Black Cocoon squinted slightly, knowing brute force was not his forte, so he kicked Swallowing Silver’s abdomen to push himself back like a paper figure, abruptly sticking onto the glass curtain wall’s surface.

Swallowing Silver activated the flame thrusters in pursuit, but at that moment, a screen formed by restraint belts wrapped around his vision, obscuring Black Cocoon’s form.

"Trying to play tricks again!" Swallowing Silver frowned.

He didn’t charge recklessly but quickly bit a piece of red metal, raising his right palm, shooting out a burst of flames to burn away the screen of restraint belts with a "whoosh."

Right then, another restraint belt swiftly emerged from beneath the "black curtain," like a serpent tucked away, lunging at Swallowing Silver, its blade slicing upward!

Amidst flickering flames, a glint flashed on the Restraint Blade, directly cutting through Swallowing Silver’s metallic breastplate, carving a terrifying gouge on his chest.

With a "splash," crimson splattered like ink, staining Swallowing Silver’s armor and neck.

At the same time, the screen formed by restraint belts also burnt away, revealing Black Cocoon’s figure at the back. He extended a restraint belt, swiftly slicing through the burning belts with blades.

They dissipated into embers, unable to spread the fire to Black Cocoon’s body.

"I was saying... if my Restraint Blade had neurotoxin, would you be on your knees right now?" Black Cocoon remarked, "Hmm... that’s a promising direction for development, wonder if the Skill Tree has such ability."

Swallowing Silver glanced at the wound on his chest, his face slightly twitching before charging forward furiously.

Black Cocoon distributed the gravity across the restraint belts covering his body.

Relying on the high mobility of the restraint belts, he swiftly leaped between glass curtain walls and neon signs, using the Restraint Blade to collide with incoming iron fists, aiming to neutralize the strong force as much as possible.