My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 469 - 463: Not Qualified

Ma Ran’s words carry significant weight.

Even if only a Star Power Incarnation came, it still drew the high attention of the [Undying Gentleman] Bradley and the [Light Speed Gentleman] William.

William’s expression was serious, and he earnestly said, "I always thought that someone like the [Prophet] Ma Ran could completely obliterate me."

"Now it seems I’ve been underestimating myself."

"If it were me, I wouldn’t need any incarnation at all."

"At full speed, it wouldn’t take me a minute to traverse any country in the world."

This was already a conservative statement.

After all, the superpower he awakened, [Chasing Light], allows him to have a speed infinitely close to light.

Theoretically speaking, given William’s physical constitution, forget light speed, even at twice the speed of sound, he could turn himself into a puddle of goo and shredded meat during movement.

But superpowers are such unreasonable things.

As long as you awaken through the Victory Stone, you can use them!

No matter what Superpower Erosion is, it requires no preconditions.

Upon hearing William’s words, Bradley grinned, "In a sense, you’re not wrong."

"But have you thought about it?"

"If you went to any country, you would waste a lot of time and energy convincing others."

"You might even be plotted against, ambushed, and directly killed!"

Bradley is different from William, the latter pursues national glory, while the former yearns for personal fulfillment and strength, enjoying the ever-changing power and slowly making up for personal shortcomings through effort.

The [Undying Gentleman] pursues individual evolution and perfection!

[God] Gray and [Prophet] Ma Ran are his chosen targets to pursue.

When it comes to those two men standing at the pinnacle of the Extraordinary Ones on Earth, Bradley considers himself deeply knowledgeable.

Looking at William’s nonchalant expression, Bradley chuckled, "Even in this Extraordinary Era, the terrifying nature of the human heart is no less formidable than Supernatural Power."

"In a straightforward battle, perhaps no one on Earth could detain you right now."

"But..."

"What if someone poisons your drink, food, or even your air freshener?"

"Your abilities are too singular."

Bradley gave William a meaningful look, "You should be grateful that your mentor is me, not a narrow-minded S-level Ability User."

"With the connections and influence I’ve accumulated..."

"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died thirteen times over."

William felt a chill run down his spine, goosebumps rising all over.

No wonder this guy occasionally looked at him with such a peculiar gaze before!

Everything became clear and understandable.

William instinctively took two steps back, putting distance between himself and Bradley.

After doing so, William suddenly realized his actions might have been unnecessary.

Bradley, seeking the evolution of life, wanted to make up for his shortcomings through effort, with no vast ambitions in other areas.

Power, money, beauty...

Those things didn’t matter to Bradley.

Anyone who could help him achieve his goals was an ally to him.

And what William wanted was for the United Kingdom to rise anew in the new era.

The Sun Never Sets Empire has become a dust of history, and now on Earth, there are God Gray, Prophet Ma Ran, and Martial God Su Qiangwei, beings capable of "wiping out a nation" singlehandedly; William had never held any delusion of reviving the Sun Never Sets Empire from the beginning.

William just wants his country to become more perfect, with more honor, where everyone is equal, every citizen is wise and kind, emphasizing manners, possessing joy and completeness from deep within, no longer paying mere lip service to freedom and human rights, instead of letting political correctness become shackles on thought and soul.

Although Bradley considers himself a "Scottish Warrior," he couldn’t deny his British identity, nor could he leave the resources support of this country.

So, theoretically speaking, there was no fundamental conflict between William and Bradley.

After understanding this point, although William was no longer worried about his personal safety, there was still a slight, lingering sense of frustration on his face.

He looked at his companion and unwillingly asked, "Did you really think about poisoning me?"

Bradley’s eyes were calm, revealing no guilt. Instead of responding directly, he replaced his answer with a rhetorical question, "Who hasn’t considered that possibility?"

William opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a word.

He sadly realized...

He had indeed done too much and thought too little.

Even in the United Kingdom, there were quite a few "allied counterparts" who wanted to kill him, some even had already put plans into action.

It’s just that those people were dealt with by Bradley in secret, allowing him to move forward smoothly until now.

Among top-tier Extraordinaries of the same nationality, the odds of fighting over resources or different paths are greater.

It’s known that God Gray had just forcefully slain the [God of Indians] Blood Arrow a few days ago.

The situation among top-tier Extraordinaries in other countries wasn’t much better.

The "Alliance of Gods," once led by the United States yet only superficially united, was on the verge of breaking apart after God Gray killed Australia’s [Yi King].

The only relatively harmonious organizations left were the academic societies and the Earth Civilization Guardian organizations within China.

A large part of that harmony was due to the Prophet Ma Ran’s overwhelming overall strength and powerful charisma.

"No one ever said the [Prophet] is a flawless existence."

Bradley gave William a faint glance, then shifted his tone, "His strength is comprehensive, with no blind spots."

"Besides personal strength, it is his selfless sacrificial spirit that is truly worthy of reverence."

"Your speed may indeed surpass both the [Prophet] and [God]."

"But it ends there."

"They could kill you in ten thousand ways, while you’re helpless, only able to flee in dismay."

Bradley, in his pursuit to study "Burning Martial" in its original form, had recently been making efforts to learn Chinese, occasionally integrating expressions imbued with British charm into his speech.

The saying "fleeing in disarray" in the Chinese context became "running around holding your rat’s head" in William’s ears.

It was a taunt, but also a harsh reality.

William’s face flushed with indignation, yet he couldn’t find a rebuttal point.

Because what they said was reasonable.

Weakness itself is an original sin.

William set aside arrogance and conceit, rationally performing a self-analysis.

He sadly discovered that aside from the exceptional speed attribute brought by the [Chasing Light] ability, in any other regard, he is unqualified to compare with the [Prophet] or [God].