Chapter 782 Reaction

Chapter 782 Reaction

Khan hit two more space stations, one for Kirk and Marcus and the other for Fergus' two teammates, before flying to the nearest teleport. The hunt had taken almost a week out of him, but his last target was finally in sight.

Nevertheless, the last target's location was troublesome. Unlike Celeste, Margaret, and the others, Randall had returned to Earth, establishing himself inside a private academy near a training camp.

The location could spell trouble for Khan for multiple reasons. First, Earth was humankind's heart. Attacking a building inside a legal zone was nothing short of terrorism, which would destroy what little remained of his general favor.

The attack could also force the Global Army's hand. After all, the soldiers had to maintain peace, especially on Earth. They couldn't let Khan bring war there, no matter how justified he felt.

The nearby training camp could even provide the troops the Global Army needed. Theoretically, the higher-ups could deploy an entire battalion to prevent the attack or defend the structure if the fight were unavoidable.

In addition, the academy had many wealthy backers. Its structure was similar to the Harbor in almost every field, including prestige. Although its lessons were more targeted toward specialized and advanced fields, that didn't make it any less influential.

Thanks to the embassy, the Harbor remained one step above, but that didn't change the facts. The many families behind the academy were bound to pressure the Global Army to take action, but the result was an underwhelming compromise.

Baoway's mission had been a secret, and the same went for those involved. Yet, the Nognes family's deployment of ships and troops to corner the targets had revealed the teammates' identities, telling the entire network where the following attacks would come.

The academy was no different, but its unique location and timeline granted the Global Army enough leverage to force concessions out of the Nognes family. After blowing up multiple space stations, Khan had run out of favor, so the Nognes family allowed a partial evacuation. Except for Randall, everyone could leave the building.

Khan didn't voice his opinion on the matter. Prince William informed him about that development, but he feigned ignorance and indifference. Of course, his mind was far from quiet, but his Cousin didn't need to know about his internal conflict.

On the one hand, Khan was partially relieved that his predicted kill count had been shortened. Baoway's information had already flown past his reach, and his previous attacks had conveyed the intended message. He didn't need more pointless slaughters to make his point.

However, the development also showed the limits of the approach. Even with a noble family's support, Khan wasn't omnipotent, especially when parties with similar power opposed him.

Admittedly, Khan only had the support of one faction of the Nognes family, but his conclusions remained sound. Between Luther's payment and the damage inflicted upon the Global Army, Khan had contracted a debt his superiors would want to see repaid.

Randall had seen Khan fight on Baoway, but the current display of power was way above that. It wasn't even close to human. He shared Khan's level, but the difference in their strength was simply immense. It was so vast Randall couldn't help but find it unfair.

"Are you giving me the time to say my last words?" Randall wondered, his eyes fixed on the fingers before him.

"Who planted you on my team?" Khan asked.

"I'm already dead, aren't I?" Randall questioned.

"Yes," Khan confirmed.

"Then," Randall sighed, "Go fuc-."

Randall didn't get the chance to finish his curse since mana shot from Khan's fingers. The Divine Reaper dug a hole into his brain, killing him on the spot.

Khan remained still while Randall fell dead to his side. His eyes lingered on the pillars next to the vast desk, but their details didn't interest him. He could only think about his quest and what was left of him after completing it.

Khan lowered his head, inspecting his open palms. Not a single drop of blood had fallen on his hands, but they looked drenched in it nonetheless. His series of attacks had finally ended, but he didn't feel any lighter.

The coldness radiated by Khan's aura intensified once again as he lowered one arm and lifted the other. His mind fused with the symphony, prepared to give orders and release mana. He was ready to take down the entire building, but something distracted him.

Khan had left the building open, so the symphony from the outside world flowed inside carrying updates. The heavy stench of synthetic mana and countless different colors manifested themselves in the world only Khan could see. Something big was happening, and his feet moved to face it.

Exiting the building confirmed what Khan had already suspected. A few hundred soldiers had filled the garden, splitting into multiple teams to point their rifles at the entrance. Ships also stood behind them, but their purposes weren't battle-related.

The ship from the Nognes family was still there, and Khan could hear complaints coming from it. His team leader was fighting with the man in charge of the battalion. Threats flew, but Khan quickly disregarded them.

The hundreds of rifles pointed at Khan didn't stop his advance. He walked forward, ignoring the barrage of bullets that could fly in his direction. His stance and aura filled the battalion with tension, and many soldiers began to sweat at his approach. They had the order to hold their fire, but many fingers started to twitch on the triggers.