Chapter 462: Age of Aggression (1/2)
Chapter 462: Age of Aggression
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_
Wang Tong's anger ignited his will to fight. Although he had inferior skills and strength, he was the only hope for the people on the ship.
Patroclus gazed at the ship that had caught on fire and said, ”Look Wang Tong, it's so pretty. Life is fragile, don't you think? Zhou Sisi loved you so much that she would ignore Kaost's order and fire at me. But, she is too weak. ”
”F*ck YOU!” Wang Tong charged up his soul energy and fell into a battle trance. The sudden surge of power inside him broke Patroclus's spell and helped him regain freedom.
Wild energies moved about inside Wang Tong as even wilder thoughts gnawed his mind.
”KOM!”
Two gushes of energy collided with each other inside his system. The built-up energy drove Wang Tong deeper into the trance.
”Patroclus, DIE!”
Wang Tong's eyes had turned into two pools of molten iron as he gathered strength and struck at Patroclus with the Lance.
The Causality Attack!
”Zenn! KOM!”
Patroclus watched the hole in his chest and said, ”You have the perfect power inside you, but what a shame that it is too late now.”
Even as Patroclus brought the lance into position for an attack, the fist-sized hole in the Ivantian's chest quickly healed itself.
”KOM!”
The Einherjar's Attack!
Blood spilled out of Wang Tong's mouth, as the presence of his power disappeared entirely from the battlefield.
The battle was finished.
People on the Ark watched as their last hope was crushed by the mighty Ivantian. Li Shiming and Lie Jian looked at each other with fear. They had never thought that Patroclus would become such a monster. Despite the dire situation he was in, Li Shiming was also curious as to whether the situation was any worse back home. The thought made his hair stand on their ends. He conceded that the Zergs had come prepared this time.
By then, Kaost had locked down the meeting room, but Zhou Sisi managed to sneak out of the room before the lockdown started.
”F*ck off! Let me out! LET ME OUT!” Karl shouted at the top of his lungs.
”Get out of my way! This in order!” Ma Xiaoru shouted at the soldiers blocking the exit, her voice filled with frustration.
”Sorry, this is Captain's order. We can't let you out of here.” The head of the soldiers was blocking the exit. They had already let Zhou Sisi slip out under their noses, and they couldn't afford to make another mistake.
”Move… AWAY! Or else, I will move you myself!” Ma Xiaoru unsheathed her blade, her eyes holding an unswerving determination.
Kaost watched the argument from a CCTV, and sensing that the situation was about to get out of control, he brought out his Skynet and pushed a button. The meeting room was suddenly lit by a few beams of intense light, disorienting everyone inside. Before the students could gather themselves, they found themselves floating in the air as if the gravity had ceased functioning. And then, in a blink, the room was empty, with no sight of any students.
Kaost pulled open a drawer on his desk and took out a small tin box. From the tin box, he fished out a cigar of heroic length. This was the very special cigar he had saved for a very special moment such as this. If the Ark sank, he had decided to go with it.
”Zennn.”
The energy shield of the Ark was finally fully charged, and a shimmering faint blue cloak quickly wrapped the Ark around.
The Ark didn't interest Patroclus; he scanned the space toward the direction Wang Tong was blown away, and quickly found the heir of the Blade Warrior. It was time for him to bade farewell to Wang Tong, and from there on, there would be only one god of the immortals: Lord Patroclus!
”What! Still alive?” Patroclus was caught off guard to see that Wang Tong was not dead yet, not by a long shot. ”Doesn't matter. I can do it again and make sure he is dead this time.” Patroclus thought to himself.
Wang Tong's mind went blank at first, as a nothingness surrounded him. Gradually, he saw a dot in that nothingness, getting closer to him by the second, or minute—time was a slippery thing in this nothingness. Slowly, he noticed that it was not a dot, but a girl's face. Her name escaped him for a very brief moment before scenes played out in the white backdrop, scenes of him and that girl. Then her name came to him: Zhou Sisi, and with it came a flood of emotions.
Sisi...What was she thinking?