Chapter 994: The perfect storm
Chapter 994: The perfect storm
Chapter 994: The perfect storm
Erik skidded to a halt, his eyes widening at the clusterfuck unfolding before him. The northern gate area was a damn Warzone. Only some higher power could've cooked up this level of
chaos, albeit, and incredibly crazy one.
"Well, shit," Erik said, taking in the scene. "Rebels, blackguards, Volkov's troops, and now Thaids? It's like someone threw a handful of angry cats into a blender and hit puree."
He watched as a rebel took down a blackguard, only to get blinded by a Thaid's... tentacle? At that point, Erik couldn't even understand why that kind of creature came from within the forest, much less how no one thought about killing it yet.
Nearby, one of Volkov's soldiers was screaming at a rebel, "I'll kill you!" right before both of them had to dodge a Thaid's acid spit.
The air was thick with the smell of blood, sweat, and something alien that Erik guessed was Eau de Thaid.
Screams, explosions, and the wet slapping sounds of Thaid appendages made the area within the battlefield an absolute fuckery.
Erik's lips curled into a smirk. This was perfect. Well, not perfect-perfect, but the kind of perfect that only came when everything's went to absolute hell and that he knew he could take advantage of.
Erik closed his eyes, activating his instability brain crystal power. Then a tsunami of thoughts and emotions crashed into his mind.
Fear, rage, bloodlust, and pain threatened to overwhelm him and made him feel dizzy. The mental maelstrom was too strong.
Gritting his teeth, Erik pushed harder, trying to sift through the chaotic thoughts.
A blackguard's sadistic glee, a rebel's desperate courage, a Thaid's alien hunger-each distinct thought yet blending into his mind.
A Thaid lunged at him from the left, all tentacles and teeth. Erik didn't even break stride as he dove under its attack, letting it crash into a group of blackguards.
"Thanks for the assist, ugly," he said, ignoring the tangle of limbs and curses he left behind.
Thoughts raced as Erik navigated the chaos. June was close. Erik could feel his thoughts.
Erik finally got close to where June was, but the situation had deteriorated further.
The number of blackguards in the area had increased, causing a noticeable shift in the local
situation.
These were not just the usual blackguards who could be easily dealt with by Erik's clones; they were dual wielders, highly skilled compared to most of the blackguards, and for sure much more dangerous fighters, just as June had mentioned earlier. Their presence made the situation more dangerous.
The surrounding area was even more chaotic than it was elsewhere in the vicinity.
The blackguards were determined, relentlessly trying to reach June, who was the reason why the previous chain of command had been destroyed.
But of course, they quickly substituted them, because they were all trained to get over in case something like that happened.
June was surrounded by the Chimaeric Demons, that were effectively keeping the enemy at bay. These demons were his last line of defence, which the blackguards struggled to
penetrate.
However, the Chimaeric Demons finally found their match because these dual wielders, well, they were elite among the already elite blackguards.
Despite the demons' efforts, the odds were stacked heavily against June.
Erik pushed through the fray and saw a blackguard unleash a torrent of fire while, at the same time, manipulating the earth to create barriers, trapping June and the Chimaeric Demons as if The wanted to trap them in a furnace.
The Chimaeric Demons destroyed the dome and slightly retreated.
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