Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely-Chapter 501 - : 30%

Another official, a woman with sharp features, nodded in agreement. "True, his actions have indeed provoked that planet by accidentally destroying one of their cities. It’s a diplomatic nightmare, but thankfully, it’s out of our jurisdiction. There’s little we can do from here except watch and hope."

The room was filled with a tense atmosphere as they all understood their limitations in this situation. They had authority on Earth but none on the planet where Caleb currently faced danger. This lack of control was frustrating but also a relief, as it distanced them from direct responsibility for the fallout of Caleb’s actions.

A younger official, who had been scrolling through reports on his digital pad, looked up. "Based on his performance against those robots, I’d say Caleb is not just any genetic warrior. He could be what we classify as a Transcendent Realm warrior. His powers far exceed our initial assessments."

This suggestion sparked a round of murmurs around the room. "If he truly is at that level, he might just survive this ordeal without our intervention," another added, his voice a mix of hope and admiration. "It’s incredible, really, the level of power he’s achieved."

The officials watched as Caleb continued to handle the situation with surprising ease, discussing potential diplomatic strategies to mitigate any backlash from the alien planet. "We need to prepare for any requests or demands they might make following this incident," the woman official suggested. "And perhaps, it’s time to reassess our policies on genetic enhancements and interstellar relations."

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The K731 Dark Devils, the advanced robots surrounding Caleb, analyzed the data from their previous attacks. Through their built-in communication systems, they exchanged information, calculating the ineffectiveness of their efforts. "Analysis complete. Target’s defensive capabilities equivalent to Transcendent Realm. Previous attacks insufficient. Recommend escalation to city-destroying power level."

After reaching this conclusion, the lead robot’s voice, metallic and devoid of emotion, announced their decision. "Initiating Protocol Destruction. Preparing an attack with the energy output capable of destroying a city. Targeting will be precise to minimize collateral damage."

As the robots began charging their most powerful weapons, Caleb stood his ground, his expression unchanging. He heard the announcement and simply shrugged, "Bring it on."

Around him, panic ensued. The passersby who had remained to watch the spectacle now realized the seriousness of the threat. Shouts filled the air as people began to flee in all directions. "These robots are crazy! They’re going to level the whole place!" one of the onlookers yelled as they ran.

However, a few curious and perhaps reckless individuals stayed behind, their eyes wide with a mix of fear and fascination. "I gotta see this," one of the braver spectators muttered, his voice barely hiding his apprehension.

The robots, aligning themselves into a formation, focused their energy into a single, devastating attack. "Attack will be concentrated. Ensuring minimal environmental impact. Firing in three, two, one..."

Despite the grave warning, Caleb’s demeanor remained cool and collected. He stood confidently, ready to face whatever these robots could muster. His nonchalant attitude in the face of such danger seemed to both awe and infuriate the audience.

As the energy levels around the robots peaked, the air crackled with power, a stark contrast to Caleb’s calm posture. "Come on then, let’s see what you’ve got," he called out, almost challenging the machines.

Caleb watched with a hint of admiration as the robots prepared their monumental attack. "I can feel the energy levels rising; seems like you might actually reach the power to destroy a city," he commented with a mix of praise and skepticism. However, his tone shifted to a more challenging one, "But what makes you think that’s all it takes to stop me?"

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The robots, unresponsive to Caleb’s taunts, continued their preparation and unleashed the massive attack they had promised. A blinding light filled the alley as the energy surged towards Caleb, threatening to obliterate everything in its path.

Just then, Caleb’s skeletal wings unfurled magnificently from his back. The bony appendages swiftly wrapped around him, forming a protective skeletal armor. The intricate armor covered his entire body, leaving only his eyes visible. These wings, now armor, appeared like a crafted exoskeleton, detailed with fine lines and a slight glow that hinted at their supernatural origin.

As the city-destroying energy blast hit him, Caleb stood firm. The impact was massive, sending shockwaves around, but he was unmoved. To the shock of everyone watching, he began to walk forward through the storm of energy, each step deliberate and unfazed. "Feels like I’m being tickled," Caleb shouted over the roar of the energy, his voice laced with mockery.

The onlookers, including the braver few who had stayed to watch, were stunned. Their eyes widened in disbelief, and whispers turned into loud gasps as they saw Caleb not just survive the attack but walk through it. The female broadcaster, her face now a picture of astonishment, struggled to maintain her professional demeanor. "Ladies and gentlemen, it appears that the Earthling is... he’s walking through the attack unharmed!" she reported, her voice breaking with incredulity.

As Caleb approached the robots, the intensity of the situation reached its peak. The robots, their energy reserves rapidly depleting, were unable to sustain the attack any longer. The beam gradually weakened and finally ceased, leaving Caleb standing right in front of them, still completely shielded by his skeletal armor.

"What are these? Barriers??"

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Caleb, observing the transparent protective barriers shimmering around the robots, decided to test the limits of his own strength. With a swift motion, he slapped one of the robots. The barrier flickered but held firm, absorbing the impact without any visible damage to the robot itself.

"Huh? It actually resisted my attack? I even exerted 30% of my strength in that slap..."

Curious about the effectiveness of his slap, Caleb turned and delivered a powerful slap to the ground with the same intensity as the one he used against the robot.

Instantly, the earth tremored violently, and buildings around started to sway perilously as the shockwaves spread. Streets cracked open, and car alarms blared as the magnitude 8 earthquake he triggered wreaked havoc, toppling structures and breaking pipelines. The ground rolled and heaved, sending unsecured objects and panicked people tumbling.

Realizing the immense power he had just unleashed, Caleb nodded to himself, "Nothing wrong with my slap then." His action had confirmed that the robots’ barriers were exceptionally durable, capable of withstanding tremendous force.

"Fuck! A casual slap of his actually caused a magnitude 8 Earthquake!? What kind of monster is he!?"

"Something is wrong. Did I hear it right? He only exerted 30% of his strength?? What if he use 100%!?"

*HIS!*

"He must be bluffing!"

The officials watching from a secure location and the robots themselves were stunned by the devastation caused by a single slap. Their calculations had not prepared them for a force this monumental. The fear among them spiked, recognizing Caleb’s potential for destruction was beyond their initial estimates.

One of them breathed a sigh of relief, though tinged with residual fear. "Fortunately, these barriers are designed to resist the impact of attacks that could level large cities, at least once or twice," one official noted, his voice betraying his anxiety. "But if he strikes again with that intensity, I’m not sure we could withstand it."