Superhumans of the Dome City

The reason for her outcry was the gigantic weapon in the young man's hand.

It possessed an extremely wide and thick white hammerhead and a handle so slender it could shock a structural mechanics professor. This was a giant hammer commonly seen in children's animations in the United States, with the hammerhead thoughtfully hollowed out on both sides, marked with the inscription "100T."

Before Alice disappeared, this weapon had never existed. It was a new weapon crafted by Gongsun Ce in these few seconds... another power he possessed!

"White Matter Hammer!"

Without another word of waste, Gongsun Ce swung the hammer down. The hammerhead, larger than the entrance of an apartment building, smashed toward the Hunter, propelled by the triple acceleration of gravity, arm strength, and telekinesis!

Alice's smile froze on her face, and the battle-hardened, experienced Impermanence Law Enforcer immediately made a decision, "I'm sorry! It was wrong of me to restrain you with handcuffs just now! I admit part of it was my desire to control the negotiations, but more of it was to protect you, truly I'm very sorry!"

Then the pure white hammer instantly dissipated, and Gongsun Ce landed back on the ground, nodding to Miss Hunter, "It's okay, I forgive you."

"Who exactly is being impolite here..." Miss Alice looked sullen, as if she couldn't muster a smile, "Using such incredible power just to scare a girl..."

"Forgive my bluntness, but I believe a female professional who is obviously a few years older than me can no longer self-identify as a girl, just as I, at nineteen, can hardly be called a boy."

Alice glared at him, "Say that again, I'm only in my early twenties, at the prime of youth, and from every perspective, a girl!"

Gongsun Ce sighed and shook his head, "I was just telling the truth, if I've offended you, then I apologize."

"It's not to the point of offense... just don't bring up age in front of a woman..."

Miss Alice started to look gloomy again.

Where had the cool demeanor she possessed when she first appeared five minutes ago gone, and just who was responsible for this?

Alice with her strange breaking points, Capro unconscious on the ground, there were still many things to deal with, and now, having gained control over the negotiations, he could finally ask the question he cared most about.

"Please tell me, Miss Alice. What exactly are dragon cultists?"

Alice hesitated for a moment, speaking hesitantly, "Aren't you going to ask about the source of our powers first? I mean, you can tell that person isn't a Superpower User, right?"

"That can wait, please answer my question first," Gongsun Ce insisted.

"Alright," Alice said, "You can guess from the name. Dragon cultists are a group of fanatics chasing after dragons, having seen the figures of dragons in books, visuals, and even in reality, mesmerized by that powerful force, even treating them as gods."

Alice looked down at the unconscious Capro with a complex tone, "This group is the same... He personally experienced the collapse of the Country three years ago, and since then he has viewed the Evil Dragon as a savior."

Gongsun Ce felt parched. Those ever-looming memories once again surfaced vividly in his mind. Three years ago, the collapse of the Country, the calamity from the underworld... the Dragon Disaster...

—"I'm adventuring... for the sake of summoning the almighty God by taking risks!"

Capro's statement flashed in his memory, compelling Gongsun Ce to face the worst assumption. He asked urgently, "Them? Does Capro have accomplices?! What the hell are they trying to do... summon a giant dragon?!"

Alice took a step back, truly frightened by the young man's frantic demeanor.

"It's generally impossible, but in the worst case..." Alice spoke softly, "I think it's possible."

Gongsun Ce stood there stunned, feeling in a daze as if he had returned to the fog-enshrouded capital of the Country, back to that tragic day many had lost.

That distant past had caught up, carrying with it the pain and sorrow he had deliberately tried to forget. It was as if a massive wheel had started turning again, creaking after three years of stagnation, driving him forward.

That irresistible contraption was called fate. Omnipresent, like a shadow.

Gongsun Ce thought no further, as instinct and the past had already made his decision. He adjusted his glasses and gestured to the confused Hunter.

"What are you waiting for, Miss Alice?" Gongsun Ce said, "Let's go. Set off. Start the operation. Lead me to these maniacs... and wipe out all the dragon cultists, not sparing a single one."