bookpower Chapter 752: A Sliver
Chapter 752: A Sliver
Chapter 752: A Sliver
Eness' heart leapt into her throat. She didn't know who this man was. No one had been in her apartment aside from herself in so very long. There was no reason for that to change today, unless...
The man only gave them a casual glance before tossing down a ticking device. Then, he calmly turned toward the window, placing a foot on the ledge as he pulled himself out.
Their eyes widened as they locked eyes with the bomb.
00:05
00:04
00:03
They turned away, rushing out of the room. The two young men hauled Eness with them, far less delicately than they ever had before. However, deep inside, they knew that they wouldn't be able to get away.
Despair colored their gazes, and heartache and guilt painted Eness' own.
She should have done more to push them away, more to get them out of this situation... more to save their lives.
But never did she think that the place she called home... was actually so cruel.
The man on the ledge remained calm as though an explosion wasn't about to erupt to his back. In his mind, the thoughts were flowing quite smoothly.
'The story will be clean. An alchemist's experiment gone wrong. A group of amateurs tried to help an Elixir maker heal her injuries but accidentally chose the wrong mixture.'
BOOM!
CRACK.
The sound was heart-pounding, but the eruption of flames and the billowing heat that should have come with it did.
The shockwave rippled out, sending the group sprawling down the hallway and shattering the windows and mirrors in the small space, but it was greatly suppressed, a little stronger than a forceful gust of wind.
The man had already leapt out of the window and scaled a nearby building when he realized that something was wrong.
BANG!
The roof of the small building shattered to pieces, spiraling out in all directions in a rain of hay, tile, and brick. But the man's heart shook.
Something was wrong.
Others wouldn't be able to tell the difference in the aftermath, but he could tell that that destruction had nothing to do with the bomb he had left behind.
He could have killed Lucirius in the first exchange just now, but he chose not to on purpose. Luckily, Lucirius didn't disappoint him.
Chi. Chi. Chi.
Lightning sparked around Lucirius as Runes that bound him shattered one after another.
A strong force of oppression descended from above as Sylas sensed a familiar presence. The last time he felt this... the System Eye descended, eradicating a Dogon in the blink of an eye. However, just as it was about to fully form, Lucirius coughed up a mouthful of blackened blood.
As though the sacrifice was enough, the oppressive might slowly vanished, leaving a man wreathed in lightning.
"I've wanted to kill you for a long time. Today, I'll show you a small bit of the Guiz Clan's power, you insufferable ant."
Lucirius' hair sparked and seemed to become just as much hair filaments as it was streaks of golden lightning.
His aura pierced toward the skies and storm clouds brewed.
BANG!
An arc of lightning came from the skies and struck Lucirius' body. But instead of writhing in pain, he greedily consumed it, whipping out his arm and snapping his broken bone back into place in a single fluid motion.
Streaks of gold overwhelmed Lucirius' eyes and body as he pointed his spear forward.
He took a step and vanished, becoming nothing more than a bolt cutting through the wind.
In a blink, his spear appeared before Sylas' throat.
Sylas side-stepped with a single fluid motion as though Lucirius' speed didn't bother him in the slightest, erupting with a vicious hook toward the Sylph's liver.
However, the Lucirius that Sylas had fought in the past only seemed awkward and unskilled because he was fighting with four hands tied behind his back.
How difficult was it to battle with the same fluidity when 99% of your skills were locked?
Now, however...
He had regained a tiny sliver of his real ability.
[Lucirius Guiz]
[Level: 45]
[Physical: 1529]
[Mental: 3729] [Will: 1372]