Michael Undergoing Electrotherapy

Morning.

Lake opened the car door, stepped out, and gazed at the prison disguised as a monastery, nearly half of which had sunk into the icy lake over the years. He looked up at the sky.

Where are they?

The prison is right here. Where are Alexander Corvinus’s people?

They didn’t show?

That helicopter that just flew by wasn’t Alexander Corvinus’s?

Lake lowered his head, blinked, and thought to himself.

He had originally thought that by the time he arrived, Alexander Corvinus’s people would have already released the Progenitor Werewolf, William. He had planned to take them all out in one go.

And now?

Lake walked to the edge of the lake and squatted down, testing the water temperature.

Cold.

Unusually cold.

I’m not going to dive into this water.

Lake stood up, thinking to himself. He had come in a hurry this time and forgotten to prepare a professional diving suit or oxygen tanks. Even if he didn’t get sick from diving in, his appearance wouldn’t be very good.

He looked around.

Lake’s gaze fell on a small dock built with a small wooden house by the lake not far away.

There was a wooden boat moored at the dock.

Perfect.

Lake walked over with his hands in his pockets. He stopped about fifty meters from the small wooden house.

Killing intent!

Lake raised an eyebrow. His sixth sense, honed on the battlefield, sent a warning, and at the same time, Lake detected a faint smell of blood emanating from the small wooden house.

Interesting.

Lake’s lips curved upwards. He flipped his right hand, and a game coin appeared.

Ding!

The game coin was tossed.

Boom!

Railgun instantly activated as arcs of electricity flashed around Lake. Lake kept one hand in his pocket and extended the other. The powerful Railgun instantly carved a trench in the ground and shot straight towards the small wooden house.

"Shit!"

"Dodge!"

Lake heard the startled shouts. Dodge, too late!

Boom!

The Railgun hit the small wooden house. As the wooden house exploded, it began to electrolyze. Accompanied by the constantly flashing and jumping electrical sparks were the burying screams of the two Eternal agents hiding inside the wooden house and the three hidden around it, a total of five.

A series of crackles.

Lake walked closer, lowered his head, and stared expressionlessly at an Eternal agent who was more resilient. He lay on the ground, a charred mess, emitting groans.

Bang!

Lake holstered his weapon, turned, and walked towards the wooden boat at the small dock.

An ambush?

I’m the expert, you’re not.

Lake boarded the small wooden boat, turned, and looked at the small wooden house that had turned into ruins. He flicked his right hand, and another game coin was tossed. With the Railgun fired, the wooden boat beneath him instantly accelerated as if it had started its engine. Propelled by the Railgun, it shot forward like a rocket towards the monastery, which had now become an island in the lake.

Into the wind.

Lake narrowed his eyes, watching the three combat helicopters that suddenly appeared behind the tall mountain on the south side of the island.

The Gatling gun barrels under the combat helicopters began to spin.

The next second.

Lake’s eyes narrowed.

Clones.

Railgun!

Boom!

Ten clones instantly appeared, summoned by Lake into the air around him. Then, he tossed a game coin, and eleven Railguns, without any background music, shot directly towards the combat helicopters in the sky whose barrels were already starting to glow.

Rumble!

Two combat helicopters were directly penetrated and exploded into fireballs, falling from the sky.

The last helicopter?

Lake let out a cold snort, stomped his right foot on the wooden boat beneath him, retracted his ten clones, and transformed them into a ladder to the heavens, releasing them one after another.

Wudang has the Cloud-Treading Steps!

Lake has the Clone Steps!

"What?"

The sole remaining attack helicopter was stunned by this magical and unscientific sight.

"Go higher, higher!" the immortal agent in the co-pilot seat roared.

The pilot snapped back to reality, immediately pulled the controls, and rapidly ascended, attempting to gain distance from Lake.

But…

It was too late!

Roar!

Lake stepped on the head of his tenth clone, soaring through the air. Seeing the helicopter within attack range, he twisted his waist and powerfully thrust out his right leg.

Dragon Claw Leg!

Roar!

A brilliant, tangible golden dragon manifested, like a flying cannonball, or a precisely guided soccer ball hitting the net. The Golden Dragon Claw instantly struck the helicopter attempting to escape by ascending.

BOOM!

THUD!

Lake landed directly on the island in the middle of the lake. Behind him, a massive fireball erupted on the lake’s surface, emitting a deafening explosion.

Little brat.

Did you think I couldn’t fly, so you were safe?

Lake turned, looking at the helicopter sinking to the bottom of the lake after the explosion. He smiled coldly, walked to the lake’s edge, and tossed his game coin into the water with his right hand.

Ten seconds later.

Countless fish on the lake’s surface began floating belly-up, one after another. In just a moment, the entire lake was covered with fish as far as the eye could see.

Electrofishing gets three years?

That’s in China. This is some foreign country.

Moreover, looking at the carp floating in the lake, Lake felt that if the locals knew, they might even give him a reward for his significant contribution in eliminating the carp.

Anything else?

Lake looked up at the sky. It was a clear blue, with white clouds drifting like marshmallows.

After a while.

Lake retracted his gaze and walked towards the dilapidated monastery ahead, which had already collapsed by nearly two-thirds.

Beneath the monastery.

In the prison submerged by the overturned boat in the lake.

Michael Corvin, who was frantically searching for William’s exquisite coffin like a headless fly, heard the faint explosion sounds from outside. He first froze slightly, then suddenly felt his lower body in the water go numb, and he couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

It was the pain of electric shock.

Fortunately.

The electric shock came and went as suddenly as it arrived. Although Michael Corvin neither died nor was injured, the shock forced him to transform into his werewolf form, relying on the tough hide of his wolf form to withstand the sudden electrocution.

"Hoo!"

Michael Corvin, in his werewolf form, breathed a sigh of relief. He bent down and picked up the backpack that had detached from him during his transformation, containing the prison keys.

"Found you!"

"…"

The moment Michael Corvin picked up the backpack, a voice suddenly came from above him. As Michael looked up, with a boom, Michael Corvin’s wolf fur instantly bristled, and he lunged to the side.

"Ah!"

Although Michael Corvin dodged the Railgun, he thoroughly felt the electric current generated by the Railgun hitting the water.

Pain.

Agony!

Lake, standing at a cracked opening in the monastery, looked down at Michael Corvin in his werewolf form, convulsing in the water from the electric shock, and chuckled, "As expected of the protagonist, such luck is incomparable."

He was drained of blood by Lucian, yet he can still be saved.

It has to be said that Michael Corvin’s protagonist’s luck is looking out for him.

"It’s you."

Michael Corvin stood up from the water again, his large golden wolf head held high, gazing at Lake standing at the opening and looking at him. His wolf eyes, even more golden than Lucian’s, erupted with intense hatred the moment they saw Lake.

Lake’s lips curved upwards. "It’s me. What, you want to kill me? Come up here, I’ll give you a chance."

He was absolutely not going down there.

Just looking at the color of the water would tell you that. You could lose anything, but never your demeanor or your suit.

Michael Corvinus clenched his wolf claws.

Lake’s smile widened, and he beckoned to Michael. "Come on, I’ll give you a chance to kill me. Come up here."

Michael’s eyes locked onto him.

The next second.

Just as Lake thought Michael was about to confront the fear he’d instilled, Michael let out a roar and quickly ran towards a passage below.

Coward!

Lake was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked across the top of the monastery, sneering coldly. He expressionlessly pulled out a game coin.

"Railgun!"

"Ah!"

"Come up here!"

"Railgun!"

"Ah!"

"Rail-…"

"Ah!"

"Ra-…"

Lake stopped, looking expressionlessly at the large hole pierced by the Railgun, and at Michael, who was lying in the water, his golden fur blackened by the electricity. "Give me the item, and I’ll spare your life."

As expected, the protagonist and the supporting characters were different.

If Lucian were down there, after ten electrical attacks, Lucian would probably have been completely subdued. But this protagonist, Michael Corvinus?

He only finally collapsed into the water after enduring nearly fifteen rounds of electrotherapy from Lake.

In the water.

Michael, his entire body submerged, lay motionless.

He’s unconscious?

Lake frowned.

Ding!

Railgun.

Boom!

A fierce Railgun shot directly into the water next to Michael, exploding the surface and flipping Michael onto the exposed muddy ground.

Michael lay face down in the mud, unmoving.

Is he dead?

Lake frowned, took a step back, and then jumped down.

Just then.

Michael on the muddy ground suddenly opened his eyes, let out a roar, shed the layer of scorched fur, and lunged at the descending Lake, swinging his wolf claws, which still seemed to crackle with electricity. "Die!"

Michael was filled with hatred.

But…

Just as Michael’s claw, still crackling with electricity, was about to touch the falling Lake, there was a whoosh and a boom. With Lake’s sudden disappearance, Michael’s claw *boom*ed through the water, causing an explosion.

What?

Michael looked around in disbelief, trying to find any trace of Lake.

A soft chuckle echoed.

Michael looked up.

Lake appeared unharmed at the edge, dusting off his hands with an expression of admiration and beauty as he looked at Michael. "Amazing, truly amazing. Compared to Lucian, you seem more suited to be my pet."