Chapter 153 - Gotta Make a Run For It! (2 in 1) (1/2)

”Solar, Mr. Muscle, Mr. Spirit.” He said each name while staring right through their eyes, making them flinch.

They couldn't help but start to assume that he was actually able to see them. If not else, how did he dodge their first ambush, and now he was even staring right in their eyes.

Solar Mist gave a quick glance to Spirit Visage, who was hovering above him in an ethereal form.

Spirit Visage understood the meaning of his glance and showed him a shoulder shrug. Clearly implying that he also had no idea what was happening.

He was certain that his ability had taken effect. He was currently seeing with his own eyes, that Felix was inside his ability's 20 meters radius domain. Hence, he was also as confused as Solar Mist.

Irritated, Solar Mist stopped bothering with the useless Spirit Visage and began to ponder whether to reply back to Felix or not.

He felt that it was a trap laid by Felix. Since, the moment he spoke a single word out loud, the illusion would be broken, exposing everyone inside. He wasn't a moron to fall for such a low leveled trick.

”What's the problem Solar?” Felix leaned on the chest in a carefree manner and taunted, ”Did you finally learn how to keep your feisty personality in check?” He suddenly laughed jokingly, ”I never assumed that you would actually take my previous words to heart.”

”What a good boy you are.” Felix beseeched him with his hand, ”Come near boy, let me reward you with a head pat. That's must be the reason you came here after all. Right?”

”Landlord's mouth is literally made out of poison.” Zoe laughed out loud at the ugly face of Solar Mist, who looked like he was holding a dump for three days straight.

The spectators were also enjoying Felix's brutal insults. Yet, they still didn't think that Felix was actually going to get out of here alive.

What a joke! They knew that Felix was merely talking big to scare them off as a last attempt at survival.

Unlike Solar Mist's party who had no idea the amount of Felix's energy, they were pretty certain that Felix's energy tank wasn't even 10% filled!

Plus with his shoulder wound that would still hinder him during the fight, there was just no way that he could survive their onslaughter.

'Breath, breath, breath...' Solar Mist kept repeating this in his mind while taking a deep breath through his nose and exhaling through his mouth.

He was trying his very best to calm himself down and not ruin his team's plans. He just needed to ignore Felix's taunts and his death would be stamped upon.

”I bet you will make great friends with Hound Stench's dog.” Felix pointed at his crotch and asked, ”How you met him? He lives right here.” He paused and pointed at his stomach this time, ”Oh wait, maybe it was here.” He scratched his head and apologized, ”I am sorry for the audience for having to see that, My memory always fails me.” He sighed, ”If I drunk photographic memory potion as Mr. Solar did, I wouldn't have had such a problem.”

”Too bad, not all of us are as pretty as Solar Mist to have it gifted to us by a sugar mommy.” He shrugged his shoulders and asked warmly, ”Don't you agree Mr. Sol...”

”LANDLORD I WILL F*CKING MURDER YOU!!!”

Before Felix could even finish his question, he heard Solar Mist's bestial roar coming from in front of him. He blinked his eyes once and the sight before him was completely different.

He saw exactly what Asna narrated before. The only difference was that Solar Mis's body and the area around him were set in flame, while Pure Muscle for some reason started to laugh his ass out while pointing his finger at Solar Mist.

He was probably laughing at Solar Mist dropping the ball in such a critical moment. But, who could blame Solar's Mist reaction?

Felix's words crossed the line and went beyond it. Especially when he called his dear wife his sugar mommy. Not a single decent man would have his wife being insulted under public eyes and remain calm.

Felix did it before during the game hall, and now he repeated it again. This time, he truly went overboard.

Felix didn't give jack shit about Solar Mist's feelings. Why would he? The f*cker brought an army with him to take him down.

So, Felix wasn't going to mince his words in the slightest. He would say whatever needed to get him out of this death trap.

Displeased, Spirit Visage looked at his illusion domain that was in the process of falling apart, exposing everyone that was within it. Even him, who was in an ethereal form.

He didn't think that a few insults and barks were enough to turn Solar Mist into a man-made flame... literally.

However, if he had a wife or at least a girlfriend, he would have understood Solar Mist's fury. Too bad, he didn't even have normal human emotions, don't even mention having a woman.

'Such a childish reaction.' Spirit Visage shook his head while watching from above Solar Mist suddenly starting to wave his hand sideways, sending in each wave a golden crow made of fire.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of wind could be heard as Felix, narrowly dodging the salvo of crows that were thrown at him. His ears hearing nothing but his heart beating wildly.

He never expected that Solar Mist's reaction would be so fast and brutal, not letting him even take cover behind the chest first.

Before he could even sigh in relief, he suddenly saw Solar Mist give him a cold smile as he bent his index fingers in his direction.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The flame crows that Felix had just dodged, made an abrupt sharp turn, coming back to assault him this time from behind!

Felix didn't even need to see them as the sound of their wings flapping was enough to let him know that his back was totally exposed.

The eyes of the spectators widened in anticipation of how was Felix going to handle Solar Mist's way of controlling those crows like homing missiles.

Thud! Boom! Boom!...

Unexpectedly, Felix didn't even turn his head before kicking the lid of the chest wide open, using it as an extra shield against the crows!

His play worked just like a charm, as Solar Mist wasn't able to make them dodge the lid of the chest in time, before colliding with it.

Felix timed his kick so well, some spectators began to wonder if he had eyes in the back of his head.

'Shit! Shit! I need to make run for it!'

Unbeknownst to them, Felix was about to shit himself from fright. He literally just kicked the lid of the chest out of reflex. He never expected it would work so well. However, he knew that it was just a one-time thing that couldn't be repeated anymore.

The thought of using the chest as a cover was dashed from his mind immediately after realizing that Solar Mist's *Crows of Flame* was a controllable ability. He wasn't stupid to let himself be a sitting duck behind the chest.

”You guys asked for it!” Felix shouted at the top of his voice, ”Mist of the dead! Consume my enemies' souls to oblivion!”

Clap!

Felix smacked his palms together in a dramatic manner, forcing out a whitish mist out of his pores gradually. The mist kept spreading meter by meter under Felix's deranged laughs, ”Your greatest mistake was staying so close to me. Now DIE!”

Before the mist reached 7 meters, the goons behind Solar Mist's made a run for it with frightened expressions. Felix's three fireworks truly made them traumatized. If Felix said that his mist could kill by a single touch they would believe it in a heartbeat!