Chapter 456: Irrefutable Evidence

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Despite the triumph that had appeared in Adam's eyes, his gaze remained fixed on the pieces of Masao Yamamoto's dismembered body.

After a full five minutes had passed by, right as Shae was beginning to run out of patience, Masao Yamamoto's body suddenly disintegrated into powder, while a normal-sized humanoid figure took shape.

"What a sly old bastard! He had me completely fooled!"

Shae was quite taken aback as she had never seen something like this, but having fought so many formidable opponents, Adam wasn't surprised in the slightest.

All top-tier adapters had a bunch of trump cards up their sleeves, and Adam had determined that Masao Yamamoto was still alive through a rather unexpected avenue.

Scarecrow was an anomaly that he hadn't used for a very long time, and it was now significantly weaker than the most powerful anomalies that he had at his disposal, but it had been present in his psychic world this entire time nonetheless.

The anomaly had arisen from Kim Garcia's fear of Masao Yamamoto, so it was directly connected to him, and on this day, it had finally come in useful, although in a rather unexpected way.

In this form, Masao Yamamoto was virtually completely powerless, but given sufficient time, he would've still been able to make a full recovery.

Of course, Adam wasn't going behind such a massive loose end. After making sure that all of the other hitmen were dead, Adam withdrew all of his anomalies, then immediately left the psychic world.

"Masao Yamamoto still isn't dead yet," Shae immediately reminded as soon as she woke up, following which she heard the sound of the gunfire and explosions ringing out around her, and she instinctively recoiled in fear.

"Give me one more minute," he said to Thunderbird in an urgent voice.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to get in anytime soon."

At this point in the battle, the momentum had already begun to shift. The longer the battle wore on, the more agitated and uneasy the enemy would become, and dissension would begin to automatically arise among their ranks.

Adam had full trust in Thunderbird's trio, and he immediately invaded Masao Yamamoto's psychic world again, delving into his deepest memories while he was in his most vulnerable state.

He had received a standard Japanese upper class elite upbringing. Ever since he was a small child, he was put through cruel and rigorous training, including running in nothing but shorts and practicing kendo in winter, forcing him to kill his own pets and destroy his favorite toys, and making him keep a potted plant, only to snip off its leaves and branches one after another until it withered away.

As a young man, he had strangled his most beloved female singer with his own two hands, engaged in death brawls with his siblings who were also competing for the position of family heir, hunted down lions in the African wilderness, survived in the South American rainforests, saved himself from drowning after having his hands and feet tied up and being thrown into the sea, scaled a snowy mountain to pick a snow lotus...

His clan had spared no expense in his development, and he was nurtured to become an elite figure in the world from the very beginning, but due to his ethnicity, nationality, and bloodline, he had been unable to reach the very top echelons.

He had always felt extremely indignant about this, and this indignation had given rise to an anomaly after he became an adapter. His mental state was gradually warped by the anomaly, and that was how his psychic body had become like this.

Throughout his life, Masao Yamomoto had conducted a great deal of work related to human cloning, biological experimentation, organ development, and blank slate breeding. Despite all of this, he had never allowed anyone to tamper with his memories, and it was most likely the case that he had never envisioned that he would be defeated by someone like Adam.

Hence, a virtually completely defenseless treasure trove of memories was presented to Adam, who immediately began inspecting the recording the memories that were most relevant to his objectives.

After Masao Yamamoto realized that he was powerless to resist, he initiated a suicide sequence with his final remaining bit of psychic power.

His psychic world rapidly began to collapse, and in his final moments, he cursed Adam with all his might.

"You're not going to get what you want. I'll be waiting for you in hell."

"Even if I go to hell, I'll just have to kill you again," Adam declared in a cold voice as he faced Masao Yamamoto's vegetative body in the real world.

Meanwhile, the battle outside was still taking place, but some of the attackers were beginning to panic as Masao Yamamoto's vital signs began to fade.

Thunderbird immediately pounced on this opportunity, calling out to them, "We have already killed Masao Yamamoto, and our reinforcements will arrive within three minutes. Let's see who's going to blink first!"

"Master Yamamoto!"

The ones to display the strongest reaction to this announcement were Masao Yamamoto's henchmen. Just like the samurai of ancient times, they had absolute loyalty to their master, and as soon as they heard this declaration, they immediately stormed toward the estate with all their might, paying no heed to their own safety.

There were around a dozen of them in total, and they were equipped with cutting edge prosthetic limbs and powerful heavy weaponry as they stormed into the estate, managing to break through the defensive line of Mechguard units in one fell swoop.

"If you want to follow your master to the other side, then I'll grant you that wish!"

Adam activated his neuron transmitter once again, dragging all of the intruders into his psychic world before easily putting an end to their lives with Hellhound.

While their physical bodies were immobilized in the real world, all of them were quickly struck down by Mechguard units.

There were also other attackers who had been hired by Masao Yamamoto, and at this point, they had realized that the enemy was too powerful for them to overcome.

These hired guns had no loyalty to speak of, and they certainly weren't going to sacrifice themselves for a losing cause, so all of the attacks ceased within the span of a minute.

The remaining Mechguard units dispersed to search for potential hidden enemies, while Thunderbird's trio pushed aside the broken Mechguard units that they were using as shields before heaving a collective sigh of relief.

"That was way too close! We came this close to dying just now."

No one in Adam's group had anticipated that the enemy would be so brazen, to the point that they were blatantly attacking special psychic police officers and Mechguard units in the wealthiest area in Sandrise City. It seemed that once the wealthy and powerful decided to cast aside all pretenses of geniality, they were capable of doing anything.

"Will we be able to make a safe return?"

Shae inspected the surrounding area to find that there were at least 100 bodies littered across the ground. The entire estate had been destroyed, and the explosions and gunfire had ravaged an area of close to a square kilometer.

However, Adam was confident that they were going to be fine.

The northern congress had been waiting for an opportunity like this for far too long. Now that their opponent had finally slipped up, they were undoubtedly going to pounce on this opportunity and secure as crushing an advantage from this victory as possible.

Sure enough, it didn't even take two minutes before Thunderbird was able to make contact with the nearest police station, and the drones in the sky also returned to normal, quickly converging onto the scene to protect them.

The nearby roads that had been placed in a state of lockdown prior to this were also opened up to the media, and countless reporters had swarmed onto the scene like sharks that had caught a whiff of blood, scrambling to get the latest scoop before their peers.

Meanwhile, Adam merely waited in the pavilion, taking pictures and recordings of the site of the battle from various different angles. He then immediately uploaded everything to the Mechguard database, as well as the internet.

This time, virtually everyone was convinced that he had fallen into a trap as logically speaking, no one would've been foolish enough to storm an estate that was guarded by 100 to 200 armed units.

Furthermore, the blatant use of force by the elites of society to try and kill an enforcer of justice was a clear sign of just how brazen they had become and how little regard they had for the general public.

Things like this could be done, but they had to remain a secret no matter what. Unfortunately, Adam had survived this targeted attack and gathered irrefutable evidence. A terrifying storm was brewing, and the crisis group had fallen into complete disarray.