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Chapter 38: Matt: Why do you think I was so lenient?
As he spoke, Matt took a deep breath and then looked towards Ileris.

After hearing Ron's words, Ileris stretched his neck twice, and then said disdainfully: "Whatever happens, death is waiting for you."

In response, Matt moved his body twice, and then his body covered by the red tights suddenly expanded.

Matt could sense the power of Ileris through his enhanced perception. He had no intention of stalling for time. Apart from anything else, the few passers-by whose upper bodies were smashed by a hammer proved that the guy in front of him was definitely more dangerous than an ordinary criminal.

Then, with the movement of flesh and blood, two short sticks interwoven with flesh and blood appeared in Matt's palm. He did not hold them in his hands as weapons, but aimed them at Ileris's body from a distance. With the muscles of his arms tensed, there was a bang! Then the two short sticks blasted towards Ileris like small artillery shells.

Feeling the force, Ilerius dodged sideways, his eyes showing a bit of solemnity. He raised the warhammer in his hand, and the moment it fell, his huge and burly body came directly behind Matt.

So fast!

Matt's heart sank a little as he felt the sudden strong wind behind him. If it were in the past, he would have dodged to the side. But after a month of familiarity and a detailed development of his abilities, Matt decided to move to the side.

bump! !

Matt's body was hit hard by the hammer. The heavy force made Matt, who was standing in place, be nailed into the concrete road like a nail.

However, Matt's body was not hurt at all. Instead, he jumped out at the moment when Imlerith raised the hammer.

By shutting down unnecessary organs through the transparent world, Matt can use all of this energy to enhance his sense of touch. Then, he can sense the opponent's attack before his dermis is smashed, and instantly solidify part of his flesh and blood by generating weapons through flesh and blood, forming a layer of solid flesh and blood 'armor' between the dermis and subcutaneous tissue!
In the air, with his palm open, a dark red flesh-and-blood war stick with a density increased several times was generated from his arm, and accompanied by a foul wind, it smashed into Imlerith's chest like a sledgehammer.

After receiving a heavy blow, Ileris groaned in pain, and a dent appeared on the armor on his chest. He took two steps back to distance himself. The contempt in his eyes turned into solemnity, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Not a bad blow, but for me now, it's nothing more than that!"

The next moment, Ileris let out a low roar, and tiny cracks appeared in the space around him. Some white dust fell on Ileris through the cracks, and in an instant, even the temperature around him dropped. It was clearly midsummer, but with Ileris as the center, his armor and the surrounding land were already covered with a layer of white frost.

Noticing the white dust, or something like dust falling on Imlerith, Ron beside him also touched his chin - that should be the legendary white frost, right? No wonder it makes people in the demon hunter world so scared.

Although the white frost gives people a very cold feeling, in fact, the white frost itself has no temperature. Instead, it is constantly absorbing the warmth from the surrounding environment. It is a very interesting form of secret energy.

Seeing the state of Ilerius, Ciri on the side gritted her teeth and said, "Get out of here quickly! Ilerius can't hold on in this state for too long. Just wait until he can't stand it anymore and it will end on its own!"

At the same time, feeling the growing sense of crisis coming from Ilerius, Matt clenched his arms. Then the lumps on his back caused by Ilerius's direct attack recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the broken bones were firmly reconnected in an instant.

Noticing Matt's condition, Ron raised his eyebrows and said, "Not bad, it seems you have mastered the new ability well?"

"Yeah." Matt nodded: "After this period of time, I'm almost familiar with it."

As he spoke quietly, Matt looked at Ron with a complicated expression.

He had a complicated opinion of Ron. On the one hand, no matter from which angle you looked at it, Ron didn't seem like a good person, and he kept a demon around him who, according to his own words, might have eaten tens of thousands of people.

But in this situation, in Matt's observation during this period, Ron rarely went out, and most of the time he just stayed in the mental hospital and went crazy... If you think about it carefully, those dead Hyena Gang members seemed to have died because they broke into the mental hospital.

There was no trace of death. Even the police who came by just took a quick look and left. The police dogs couldn't find any trace of the dead...

Matt's reason told him that such dangerous people should be supervised no matter what. But looking at his own hands... He was able to become stronger and see the world thanks to the other party...

Not to mention others, even Matt himself didn't know what he was thinking. But there was no need to think about it now. After all, whether it was Ron's order or not, he would take action against the armored warrior.

Thinking about it, Matt also said: "I don't know why you want me to become like this and master these abilities. But if you are really an evil person, I will definitely stop you even if it means giving up my life!"

"Wow, so ruthless." Ron pretended to be sad and wiped away the non-existent tears, then pulled Mingnu out from the shadow behind him by her hair:
"Mingnu has eaten tens of thousands of people, why don't you take action..."

In response, after a moment of silence, Matt said helplessly: "I didn't find any evidence..."

"Hmm? Do you masked vigilantes who enforce the law violently still need evidence?"

"Uh... how should I put it." Matt said helplessly: "According to what you said, this long-haired woman has been eating people for longer than the history of the United States..."

“…That’s really helpless.”

Looking at the people who were talking to each other in front of him, Ilerius felt that he had suffered a great insult, and then he growled: "Very good! You did a good job! Then let's die here together!!!" Roaring from a distance, Ilerius raised the hammer in his hand and swung it with all his strength. Along with the sound of wind breaking through the air, the flying white frost froze the atmosphere, leaving a series of frosty tracks in the space, and went straight towards Matt like a storm!

Although Matt seemed to be talking to Ron, his attention was actually never diverted from Imlerith from beginning to end.

Feeling the low-temperature freezing wind breaking through the air, although it didn't seem like a big deal, just a little cold at most, the enhanced sense of crisis made Matt keenly aware that he must not touch it head-on.

He exerted force on his ankle, but at the moment when Matt leaped to the side, the figure of Ileris appeared behind Matt like a ghost. And the war hammer raised high was swinging in the direction of Matt's leap!
It's getting faster!
There was a hint of fear in his eyes, and with speed, power, and the white frost attached to the hammer of Imlerith bursting out at the same time, Matt's body was blown away with a bang, along with a tooth-grinding bone fracture, just like a baseball.

The burly body hit the wall beside him and smashed directly into the shop on the street. After the blow hit the target, Ileris ignored Matt and looked at Ron and others. He said coldly and quickly: "Next, it's you... huh?"

As he was speaking, Ileris suddenly snorted and looked to the side.

Matt struggled to stand up from the ruins. He was a little dazed and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. But then he quickly recovered. He dragged his frozen half body and spat bloody saliva on the ground. Then he looked up at Ilerius and said, "It's not over yet!"

Seeing this, he was stunned at first, and then Ileris sneered: "Then let me smash you into dust!"

In response, Matt did not say anything, but gritted his teeth and tried his best to stimulate the energy brewing in his body.

Fighting is always the best catalyst. As the energy continued to flow, Matt's eyes turned red, his flesh and blood moved, and his stiff body quickly recovered and revived. The area that was hit by the hammer even spurted out a stream of dark red blood.

He closed his eyes tightly, shutting down all unnecessary organs in his body and stopping them from functioning. As his enhanced perception spread to his surroundings, the three-dimensional image formed by his many senses once again appeared in Matt's mind.

His vision was restored, but Matt was already accustomed to fighting in the dark.

And now, with the three-dimensional image regenerated in his brain, Matt's perception was further enhanced and he could feel the details that he could only vaguely perceive but could not really capture in the past.

It was at this moment that his body disappeared into the space crack, and as the powerful hammer fell, Ilerius even saw Matt being smashed into a pulp.

But it was at this moment that he keenly captured the rhythm formed at the moment the space rift was created. The high-intensity nerve reflex allowed Matt to react promptly at the first moment of perception.

Leaping to the side, the frost-covered war hammer swung past Matt's face. Seeing the hammer miss, Ileris' eyes narrowed into a small slit, but the movement of his hand did not pause at all. Almost the next moment after the strike missed, he disappeared from Matt's perception again.

But this time, Matt was not at all panicked. Instead, he dodged the moment he sensed the rhythm of space.

After two consecutive attacks missed, Imlerith's eyes became solemn. And at the moment of the third attack - no, before Imlerith even hit Matt, the warhammer was still swinging, just appeared beside Matt, Matt attacked Imlerith the moment before.

With his arms open, a pair of sharp nail-like short sticks appeared in Matt's palms at this moment, and stabbed viciously along the ribs of Ileris's armor.

"Well!"

Seeing this, Ileris didn't care about the attack in his hand, and pretended to grab Matt's neck with both hands. Matt didn't have the slightest intention of lingering, and pulled his hands away, and before Ileris could tear open the space crack again, he swung his palm, and the flesh on his palm turned into a dark red long whip - in fact, it was a flesh short stick without bones.

With a swing in the air, the long whip entangled Ileris's calf. With a strong pull, Ileris lost his balance and fell to the ground with his head raised. Immediately afterwards, Matt sprinted to Ileris's front, raised his right foot high, and raised a circle from the sole to the calf. With the increase in density, the flesh and blood armor attached to the foot surface formed a spike like an armor-piercing cone, and then used all his strength - bang! !
With a powerful kick, Ron could guarantee that even if a shot put was placed in front of Matt, he would be able to kick a beautiful long-range shot. But at the last moment, Matt restrained his strength and even slightly deviated from the direction.

But even so, Ileris, who was wrapped up like a tin can, was still kicked dozens of meters away. He fell to the ground, and blood flowed out of the gaps and holes in his armor.

Seeing that Ilerius was unconscious and had lost his ability to fight, the tense Matt suddenly knelt on the ground. His burly body shrank rapidly like a deflated ball, but the battle suit that had been stretched to its limit did not return to its original shape. Putting it on his body, it looked more like an ill-fitting robe than a tights.

After panting for a few times, Matt stood up tiredly and said, "Okay, solved... um!"

The battle was over and the pain-relieving adrenaline stopped being secreted. The injuries remaining in the body made Matt gasp for air. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

At the same time, Ron came to Matt and said, "Next time, you can go to the Hulk to learn from him. Ask him where he bought his pants and use them to sew a new suit... Oh, right, Dr. Banner hasn't become the Hulk yet."

"You're saying something incomprehensible again..." After panting for a few times, Matt stood up and pointed to the side and said, "And that guy, he's still alive, take him... huh?!"

Before Matt could finish his words, Geralt walked up to Imlerith and exchanged glances with Ron in Matt's puzzled eyes. After Ron shrugged his shoulders to show that he didn't care, Geralt drew out the sharp blade behind him, pulled off his helmet, and stabbed Imlerith's neck quickly and fiercely.

(End of this chapter)