156 Another Disaster (2/2)
”It was never a coincidence.”
”He must be the next candidate to the gate.”
”We must grab this chance. We waited for this for thousands of years.”
...
”Our chance has dropped to only three percent if we do that.”
”too slim.”
”The other options seem viable.”
...
”Let's do that.”
”Send the elite. That should help him.”
”Done.”
”Now, let's wait. We can't interfere anymore, else the probability will change again.”
”If he wins, its all good and the world is safe.”
”But if he fails, we should all brace ourselves.”
”Agree.”
”True.”
”Indeed.”
...
”All done. All methods and actions have been applied. The expected result is...”
”Chance is...zero?”
”very sudden.”
”It's the end.”
...
...
...
”f*ck.”
***
The whole isolation barrier that Grandma Kahayag built was already filled with countless cracks. Due to the overwhelming strength that Elric and Arkhoz had been exerting in their exchanges, the isolation barrier that also serves as the arena for the fight was slowly collapsing.
”Elric, I can't hold the barrier anymore. Finish him or we will risk getting exposed outside.”
”But I am having fun grandma. ” Elric, with a battle frenzied face, replied. His torn clothes were dangling helplessly in his hips and signs of blade cuts can be seen in his body. But the Dragon's blood was able to sustain him.
Unlike the normal reserve and sometimes stupid Elric, the current one has the same expression of his great Ancestor Lapu-Lapu. The Legendary warrior of the Maharlikan Island and defender of the Unknown Treasure.
With the awakened Spiritual ability comes the price of his natural human bloodline from his great Ancestor also taking over. His battle instinct was flamed and he is now looking like a battle maniac.
On the other side of the corner, Arkhoz, who is currently hiding using the advanced cloaking technology given by the Ancient humans to him, was terribly gasping for air. His pale blue body was riddled in inflamed muscles from Elric's punches, kicks, and sometimes, scary headbutts that made his face covered with thick blood.
His black sword in his hand had been broken and only half of its original length is left.