Chapter 769 Ambush (1)

Chapter 769 Ambush (1)

Erik's intimidating silhouette loomed over Max, casting an ominous shadow that seemed to swallow up the trembling man. "Any last words?" The chilling indifference in Erik's voice sent a shiver down Max's spine.

The man's voice quivered. "Please. Tell me at least why. Why are you doing this?" His eyes, wide with terror, sought answers in Erik's face - a desperate attempt to comprehend the dire predicament he was in.

Erik's face remained an unreadable mask, offering no insight into his thoughts or motivations. He walked towards Max, each footstep reverberating ominously within the expansive room.

Max was conscious of the impending doom that hung over him. His mind was a whirlwind of panic, cursing his shapeshifting ability - an asset that was now utterly useless.

He knew he couldn't morph and flee; the masked man before him wouldn't hesitate to eliminate anyone within the mansion's confines.

Fear seized Max, his heart pounding against his ribcage like a frenzied drummer before a battle, his body shivering, akin to a lone leaf caught in a tempest's merciless grip.

Desperation gnawed at him, his mind screaming at him to act, to do something.

But he was well aware of the futility of it all.

He was trapped, cornered by a predator as formidable as a tidal wave crashing against a fragile sandcastle. His fate was, without question, as sealed as a letter bound by the unbreakable wax of destiny.

Then a deafening explosion reverberated through the room. The place shook, as if caught in the grip of an invisible beast.

As the grand chandeliers swayed in a mesmerizing motion, the crystals adorning them collided, creating a cacophonous symphony that filled the air with a sense of impending doom.

The ceiling groaned under the strain, the agonizing sound of something cracking echoed throughout the room as it splintered and shattered.

Then an enormous hole appeared in the middle of the ceiling. Now a gaping maw was present in the mansion's fabric.

Debris rained down like a deadly hailstorm, chunks of plaster and shards of glass cascading in a lethal downpour.

They were waiting for the perfect moment to strike against the masked young man.

<What the fuck?! >

The first thing Erik did was activate Hais's brain crystal power. His intelligence surged and the two powers worked in tandem.

Instability told Erik the attackers' intentions, while Hais's power made him keen for any movement around him.

"Anomalous surge of mana from the target!" one of the attackers said.

Amidst the confusing array of reflections, Erik focused on the intent and the subtle difference in their bodies. He could sense a clear, singular intention among the myriad clones, illusions or whatever they were.

Using this insight, he pinpointed the real person amidst the reflections.

With a swift movement, he lunged towards her, his fist connecting with her chest. The impact was lethal - a single punch, and she crumpled to the ground, lifeless.

At the same time, though, he had to deal with the other attacker. The man was launching a powerful vibration burst, so strong it distorted the surrounding air.

Erik could feel the waves of force rippling towards him. With a swift aerial maneuver, he dodged the attack.

The air where he had just been standing rippled violently, and the surroundings were destroyed.

<Master, what is happening? > June reached out to Erik thanks to the link the Instability power provided.

<DON'T COME HERE, JUNE! SEE HOW IS THE SITUATION OUTSIDE AND IF IT IS COMPLICATED TRANSFORM INTO A GALEWING AND GET YOUR ASS HERE WHEN I TELL YOU!>

<MASTER, WHAT IS HAPPENING?! > the clone asked again.

<THE BLACKGUARDS ARE HERE! >