856 Turning Point 2 (1/2)

”Damn it!!!”

A typical Level Three or Four would have made a mistake within ten moves and he would have used the opportunity to finish him off, unlike the current situation. While he still had the upper hand in terms of speed, he had no choice but to fight the opponent without any tricks, especially against that hardened arm that had obviously been enhanced through a training method to the point where it rivaled his Level Five body. Both Mechs' conditions worsened as their battle continued.

With his Mech that was on the verge of breaking, if this continued...

Both of them were fighting to their deaths, and at this point of the battle, the two things that would change the tide of the battle were stronger will and Willpower.

Garen remained expressionless even though one of his Mech's legs and arms had been torn off and he could only fight with his remaining hand and shield himself with his crippled hand. With his sword-wielding hand, he was able to set up a layer of defense in front of him. Although he was a master in fist technique, he also had some experience in sword techniques. With a sword as an extension of his arm, he could still fight on the same level.

One could say that Willpower resembled the Mech's internal energy. As both Mechs fought against each other, it increased the hardness Garen's arm and strength for a short amount of time whereas it increased the Red-White's speed and stamina.

While it increased their physical capabilities, both of their Willpowers were clashing against each other in its most primitive form.

As Garen's Willpower was weaker by a Level and didn't possess the same quality as his opponent, he had to deactivate it within two seconds or else his WIllpower would gradually be reduced. Once his opponent had infiltrated his body, it would spell his defeat.

Clank!!

The dagger and machete from both Mechs clashed against each other as the blades started to chip away slowly. In this high-level battle, even their weapons were unable to withstand the impacts and had started to break down even though they were enhanced with Willpower.

As the Willpower's Energy Field clashed with radioactive coolness, it formed an absolute isolation barrier within an area of several tens of meters. The frost that had just formed on the ground immediately shattered and the flow of the frost was slowed down by the Energy Field as it was gradually overpowered by it. However, the strange cry of a child wasn't affected at all.

One of the Red-White Mech's leg and two of its hands had been unevenly damaged. As it separated from Garen's Mech, it leaned its back against the wall as panting could be heard from the cockpit.

The Red-White pilot was started seeing illusions as he kept seeing spots of red light resembling Mars moving about in front of him and obstructing his vision. He rubbed at his eyes in an attempt to clear his vision, but the number of red spots was increasing, to the point that it was starting to affect his vision.

After all, he was a Level Four pilot that was boosted to Level Five too quickly. His foundation wasn't solid enough due to the sudden level up. In addition to that, his Willpower wasn't strong enough as well. As he was had lived and worked under oppression and fear within White Light, the Cold Chaos had finally found its way into affecting his spirit in this hopeless situation.

”Hehe… Mother… I see you, mother… Where are you? Don't go…” his consciousness was starting to become muddy as saliva started dripping out of his mouth while it was wide open. Hallucinations started to visualize in front of him as well.

He opened his arms wide as he attempted to hug something though there was nothing there.

Garen walked towards him and stared at the Red-White Mech which had already slumped onto the ground.

”Mother… Don't leave me behind… Don't throw me away…” the effect of the Cold Chaos became stronger as the Red-White pilot's consciousness was thrown into utter chaos. He seemed to have submerged himself into his deepest memories.

”Sob… It's hot… so hot…”

Garen raised his long sword.

Chop!!

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Clint leaped as he maneuvered the Mech to avoid a chain of cannons. Under Red Moon's instructions, he had managed to escape from a group of Miniature Mechs with his agile mobility.

”Quickly!!!”

Red Moon kept urging him.

”I'm doing my best!!” blood started trickling out from Clint's eyes, ears and nose as he evaded a sudden ambush with a high-difficulty maneuver. As he kept jumping to run for his life earlier, it had put a serious strain on his body over time. Although his internal organs were protected by a top class training method, Willpower Protection, large areas of his organs had started bleeding profusely after so much exertion.

”I…” as he tried to open his mouth to speak up, a mouthful of blood obstructed his throat and he couldn't voice out at all.

”You!!” Red Moon could sense how serious the situation was.

Sizzle!!!

The Mech stopped moving abruptly.

The Blackboard Mech eventually caught up to him in front of the alley in front. He stood at the entrance of the alley as he waited for Clint.

Compared to Clint who didn't have a suspension system, Garen basically flew instead of running on the ground as it was much faster this way.

”It's over,” Garen threw the head of the Red-White Mech which he was holding onto the ground, and it rolled solidly to the side of Clint's Mech.

The Miniature Mech's Pilots slowly stepped back as they only attacked within the shadows. They couldn't be discovered by everyone else. They had given a valid excuse to the other households that they were helping the Blackboard Region with its public order. They had achieved their objective, which was to delay the pace of Clint's Mech so that he would slow down. Their objective was never to destroy him as that mission should be completed by Nonosiva himself.

Gradually, signs of activities around the alley cease to exist, leaving only Garen and Clint facing each other.

”The Forbidden Core,” Garen reached out his hand. ”Give it to me. You're still a child, and you shouldn't be living a life of fleeing every day. You should be in school enjoying your youth, friends, and romance. You're not supposed to run for your life in a dirty sewer.”

He tried to use his words to affect Clint's mentality.

He, too, was afraid that Clint would destroy the core out of determination. No one knew if the forbidden core was solid or fragile because no one had really seen the item before. It could be of any shape and state.

However, he knew that his opponent was just a kid as he didn't cover up his voice while speaking.

”I…” Clint took a step back as the horrifying battle between the Black and Red-White Mech kept replaying in his mind. The opposing party had managed to win against the Red-White Mech and he knew that he couldn't defend himself against him.