Chương 167: That Sunday (5)

The emotions and memories must have overflowed Leo, causing him to faint on the asphalt street. Before he lost consciousness, his AI repeatedly tried to shout some sense into his mind, however, due to the Mind Distortion skill being so high, it failed to awaken Leo for even a second. The kid couldn't teleport and was not able to body-swap nor activate any skill or item. Lying on the cold ground with his teary eyes closed, his fate was totally left in the hands of a being he totally hated.

"No challenge. Damn."

'Fred' cursed and looked up to the grey, voluminous cluster of clouds above. It was supposed to be a starry night today, but at this moment, that picturesque scenery was nowhere from sight.

Out of habit, he fondled his beard with his left hand and scratched his hair with the right one. A dozen of seconds after, he dispelled every ability he was using and then walked over to the fallen bomber.