Chapter 37: The Battle Rages On

I overestimated myself.

That immediately crossed my mind when Horan hit me with a kick that threw me off the building.

He is relentless. He attacks like a rabid animal. I can barely get a small time to think of a strategy to beat him before I was suddenly being flown to the other side of the wall.

"Where did all that bravado go, huh?"

He leaped towards me at a frightening speed, his sword is positioned to pierce my head. I tilted my head to the right side, barely avoiding the tip of the sword. My right hand is coated in black miasma. This black particles covering my fist is similar to my black breath. One touch from this and any part of the body from my victim is immediately melted. I aimed my fist right where his his head is suppose to be. Horan raised his unoccupied hand and was able to caught my fist just in time. He smirked at me before letting out a shocked expression as his hand is immediately being melted. The black miasma is rapidly crawling up his wrist and it would have continued on if Horan didn't immediately cut off his entire arm. I prepared myself for another attack but he jumped backwards, gaining a few distance away from me.

He stared at his now armless stump. His eyes held a notable glint that what I assume to be amusement.

"That attack from earlier sure took a hefty part of my arm. It seems that your reputation preceeds you. And that power…quite an interesting thing. Are you sure you want to do this? You know that you cannot defeat me even with an ability like that so why bother? You can still save yourself if you pledge your loyalty to the Sentient Lord right now."

"My answer is still no, Horan."

"Too bad" with a casual show of force, I saw his arm get regenerated right before my eyes. My eyes widened in shock. For so many months, I only knew that sentients can only regenerate when they consume their fellow Undead so seeing him casually do it without the need for undead consumption left me baffled.

"H-how?"

He stretched his newly formed arm before staring me right in the eyes.

"Oh this? This is my gift. I can regenerate any part of my body as well as any particular concerning wounds.. No matter how much damage I get, I will always come back. One could say I am immortal."

Noticing my silence, he raised his left eyebrow at me.

"What? Don't tell me that knowing this would immediately falter your resolve. That would have been quite a dissapointment."

Truth be told, it did falter me for a moment there. Killing someone that can continually heal themselves is a tough one.

"No, I will not." I assumed my fighting stance. I could already tell that our battle will be quite a hassle.

After my short reply, I immediately dashed towards him with both of my hands coated in black miasma once again. Our battle took on a very tactical approach. My miasma fists are an obvious instant death attack if it connected to his head but knowing how fast he is and his quick manuever, I didn't have the luxury of hitting my target so I directed my aim towards the other part of his body. Unfortunately, that too is quite a difficulty on its own. Horan is simply too fast for me to follow. Every time I move to hit him, he would immediately dodge it. It felt like he could see through my every move. It took a while as I continue to rain my assault towards him until he finally starts fighting back. His red mist sword almost decapitated me if I didn't ducked right in time.

I could see his other companion dismantling my drones left and right. Despite the advantage in number, the drones are obviously on the losing side. My victory over Garka from earlier is mainly due to me planning ahead of time. It worked and I successfully killed him without exhausting my strength but now that Horan is suddenly in the mix, all things just went to shit.

Garka was revived and is on peak condition. All my drones is currently attacking Garka at once however he avoided all the incoming bullets with quick precision. The few ones that I called to assist me are precisely targeted. He would really make my battle towards Horan uninterrupted.

I have to finish this quick. The longer our battle continues, the more likely I would meet my end. All of the available drones have been deployed to fight Garka and their numbers are rapidly decreasing.

I increased the intensity of my attack. His red mists sword are narrowly avoided and there, I sensed my oppurtunity. I aimed my fist directly at his swinging arm that held his sword and it hit. His arm is immediately melted, his weapon falls to the ground. He grunted in annoyance then tried to distance himself from me.

I didn't let him.

I grabbed his other arm and applied a large amount of electricity from my gauntlet.

"Aaaaaaa!!"

He screamed in absolute pain as I electrified him with the highest amount of voltage. His undead body is soon burning from the attack. His cries of pain continued on. With this, I prepared my fist with a large amount of black miasma. I remembered a few months back about a sentients weakness. According to her, the anatomy of a sentient is similar to that of a hanni however because of continues evolution due to cannibalism, the hannis had been given a second heart. This particular heart is located at the top of the brain and it's so small that a microscope should be used for anyone to see it. Due to this, the sentients are a species of high durability. They can recover from anything as long as the microscopic heart is left unharmed. However, a small damage from could mean death. The particular heart is extremely fragile as even a scratch of it could spell death to the unlucky victim. That's one if the reasons why I mainly wore armor.

Knowing this, It's a good thing that the following sentients I encountered were killed due to me either melting or crushing their heads.

Now, with Horan being at my mercy, I launched my coated fists towards his head. I could see his eyes widen in fear despite being currently burned from my attack.

Just as my attack was about to connect, I was kicked right in the head once again. It drove my body away from Horan and it sent me crashing to ground below. The crash had heavily damaged my armor. Tears and dented parts of it are visible on all places. I slowly stood up and stated at the two descending generals. Horan is fully healed once again and Garka is on his side wearing a serious expression.

Why is he here? Did- did he finished all my drones already?

"Yes," Garka suddenly said to me. It's as if he's reading my mind but he must have deduced it from my eyes, with them now visible due to my damaged helmet. I took a look around and saw the numerous piles of broken drones all around me. A small glint of despair is slowly growing inside my heart. This is bad, this is really bad. I didn't think he would finish them all at a quicker pace.

"You damn brat, you almost had me there", Horan spoke with a grin. Garka meanwhile 7looked at him in irritation.

"He almost killed you."

"Oh shut it, Garka. Like you are any better."

"Be that as it may, you still severely underestimated him. If it weren't for me, you would have meet the same fate that I did. Killing him in this form is obviously an ill advised. No more playing games.

"Tch. Don't tell me what to do, Garka. I am still stronger than you."

A strong pressure suddenly came out from both of them. The surrounding wind staggered me backwards. My eyes widened in disbelief.

This pressure…is the same as Juha's.

Both of them was fully covered in their respective energy. Horan with redish one while Garka's greenish. A few moments later, the pressure dissapeared and they came out totally in different forms. Their bodies…had transformed.

Horan now has additional six arms and a large tail is connected to his back. His lips are long gone, now showing his large set of razor sharp teeth. Garka has seven faces with long necks connected to his chest. His arms grew thinner and his height increased by a few inches. He's now taller than Horan and his face lost his eyes, his mouth stretched and is covered in frightening rows of sharp teeth. Both of them look terrifying.

I unconsciously took a step back. This guys had just increased our gap in power. Knowing my experience with Juha, even Garka is enough to kill me.

My armor is torn, my body has numerous bruises, and I'm undoubtedly alone to confront this monsters.

Shit. Things just got turned for the worse.