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CHAPTER 124: Mud And Blood
The pale blade tip of Gandring stopped two centimeters in front of the skin of Ganda's neck.The coldness from that ancient steel blade absorbed the remaining warmth from the sweat dripping across Ganda's Adam's apple. Arok stood upright towering blocking the light from the direction of the corridor. His posture showed no gap of hesitation. He only needed to push his sword hilt one inch straight forward to cut his enemy's artery.Ganda sat leaning against the pillar debris. His breathing creaked roughly pumping oxygen. His left leg was totally paralyzed. His right mechanical arm had died then emitted pops of small electrical sparks and black smoke smelling of sulfur. Ganda lowered his gaze. His sword slid far on the floor, lying exactly near the tip of Arok's boots.Arok stared straight into Ganda's eyes. He stood in silence awaiting his enemy to utter words of surrender.Ganda's left hand crawled slowly touching the floor below his thigh. His fingers scooped a puddle of black fluid m
CHAPTER 123: Dance Of Steel And Deadly Discipline
Sparks struck brightly in the middle of the throne room air.Ganda's steel sword blade clashed squarely with the edge of the Gandring Sword. The shriek of metal clinking broke the tower's silence. The shockwave from that first impact propagated past the weapon hilt, pierced the palm, and hit the shoulder bones of both men.Ganda felt extraordinary pressure from Arok's swing.Gandring was a long and heavy sword radiating perfect balance from the tip of the hilt to the tip of the blade. Arok held that long hilt using both his hands. Arok's foot stance planted firmly on the floor. Arok channeled power from his hip rotation efficiently and pressed Ganda's sword blade straight down.Ganda refused to clash purely relying on static power. The wounds in his chest cavity and stomach limited his physical strength.Ganda tilted his left wrist. His sword blade slipped slanted from Gandring's pressure, producing a sharp metal friction sound. Ganda twisted his waist and used his right foot as a piv
CHAPTER 122: Two Orders
The Selevan throne room was dominated by an ear-pressing mechanical silence.The energy distribution pillar in the middle of the room emitted thin smoke smelling of burnt copper and rubber. Crystal shards scattered on the mahogany floor, reflecting the remaining blinks of light from the emergency lamps in the outer corridor. Static electricity sparks occasionally jumped from the severed ends of the transmission cables. Those bluish fire pops glowed for a fraction of a second before finally dying swallowed by the dark shadows of the giant room.The Crown of Will was dead.There was no more blue light throbbing flowing through giant cables along the tower ceiling. There was no more energy frequency humming that previously squeezed the air and ruptured blood vessels.At the base of the wooden floor crater curving due to the previous gravitational pressure stood two men. Ganda and Arok.Both were only separated by a distance of ten meters. There was no more artificial gravity manipulation
CHAPTER 121: The Broken Gravity
The tip of Elara's leather boot shifted leaving the edge of the observation gallery balcony stone.Earth's gravity took over her body mass. She slid falling cleaving the cold air of the throne room. The wind blew slapping her face covered in black soot and rubble dust. Her hair fluttered wildly upward. The sensation of losing weight ambushed the contents of her stomach.She did not close her eyes. Her gaze was not directed at the floor waiting for her below. She also did not glance at Arok holding the Gandring Sword.Her eyes' focus locked straight on the steel distribution pillar supporting the crystal core of the Crown of Will in the middle of the room.Elara's right hand gripped the middle of a solid rusted iron pipe. That one-meter-long blunt metal felt heavy. Her arm muscles contracted maximally locking the position of that makeshift weapon in front of her chest. Her broken left arm tossed uncontrollably due to air friction force. The shifting bone inside the flesh of her left sh
CHAPTER 120: Synthetic Miracle
Three wet rust-coated metal blades were raised simultaneously in the corridor air.The lines of killer machines stepped forward passing the remains of the barricade junk. Their steps constantly pressed the air space in the corner of the door. The red optical lenses on their faces reflected the remaining luminescence of the emergency lights.Death was merely waiting for the final pull of breath.Sora stared at the tips of the steel blades beginning to move down targeting her neck. Her back was pressed stiffly against the throne room door plate. The coldness of the metal absorbed her body's remaining warmth. She saw the shadows of the enemy weapons elongating upon the puddle of blood from her stomach. The fingers of her left hand sprawled numbly on the floor. Her arm muscles refused to respond to brain commands. She exhaled air and saw a thin white fog form in front of her face.Borot planted the heels of his shoes to the floor. He refused to die in a kneeling position. He ignored the s
CHAPTER 119: The Wall Of Flesh
Sora lunged forward.She smashed her entire body weight toward the machine pinning Borot's body to the floor. The katana in her left hand flashed sweeping a short distance. The steel blade severed the enemy's metal arm exactly at the elbow joint.Sparks sprayed wildly hitting Sora's face. The death grip on Borot's neck detached instantly.Borot fell sitting down. The man coughed hard and vomited a clump of thick blood while gripping his purplish bruised throat. His chest pumped the corridor's dirty air greedily.That machine was not dead yet. That armless mechanical body stood upright again using the traction of its metal legs. It stepped forward crashing into Sora. Sora pulled her katana back then thrust it straight into the opponent's neck cavity. The tip of the blade destroyed the circuit core inside. That body collapsed adding to the height of the junk pile in front of them.Sora's breathing hitched short. Warm blood flowed increasingly heavily from the stab wound in her right sto
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