Chapter 127: Getting Rid of the Guards

The 'ClassiTop Meeting Event' is something organized by almost every country in this world, and it is an event where the most powerful and popular classifiers of that very same country gather in a huge meeting/gathering to discuss with one another about their whereabouts.

Some use this opportunity to flex on their peers, others to get new connections, some for help with specific rifts or problems, and a few others just to put their children together as they believe that the 'elite' can only be with the 'elite'.

All information about this event is completely confidential, and the only thing the outside world knows is that the top 100 classifiers of their country are gathering to discuss on how to protect the world better.

Of course, this was a massive lie, but it was also incredible publicity for them all.

So now, all over Fellarburg, all those that were invited had received an invitation to that event, and they sure as hell wouldn't miss it, some of them even bringing their children with them.

Stark stepped out of the taxi, his eyes scanning the surroundings of the Campbell Institute.

The prestigious building loomed before him, its towering structure exuding an air of power and secrecy.

It was mostly dark with a dome-like structure, it was standing out from the other surrounding buildings, and there was a park around it, one where people could roam freely.

Stark's eyes burned with determination as he entered the park and began to head toward the entrance.

'Yawn~' he was already mentally and physically ready to get inside, after all it had been around thirty minutes since the event started.

At the entrance stood two guards, the two talking with one another.

They were the only protection this place had as why would they bother having more guards when some of the most powerful people in the country were there?

But this didn't mean they were weak.

[Guard A, level 129]

[Guard B, level 131]

He didn't even feel the need to check their names or skills to be honest since he didn't have a single intention to face them fairly.

'Spatial Inventory,' he mumbled before taking out three [Crystal Stun Potions] from it.

But that wasn't all...

'Clone Frenzy,' Stark went to sit on a nearby bench, then summoned his clone.

His aura began to pulse as it created a perfect replica of himself, much like it did every time.

The clone looked back at Stark, a wide smile on its face, it seemed to enjoy what they were doing.

'Focus...'

Stark closed his eyes, then focused the aura around his body before sending it to his eyes.

He had already done it once before, but it was still a weird feeling overall as it wasn't a perk he used often.

He sent that same aura from his eyes to the clone's, and then... once he opened them back, he found himself in the clone's position, able to control it.

[YOU are stunned!]

...

Of course, it meant that the clone would also receive the effects of the potion since it wasn't immune to it, but it was fine since it was all part of Stark's plan.

"THE FUCK?!"

"THAT FUCKER!"

The two guards were cursing, able to move their mouths but their bodies standing idle.

And then...

"Come back to me..." Stark deactivated the clone's perk, transferring back his vision to himself, and able to move his original body again.

But the first thing he did at the very moment was...

"AURA SMASH... MERGE!" he used the new perk of [Aura Smash] and merged all three crimson fists into a single one, which radiated an intense aura, powerful enough to overwhelm even these classic warriors standing right in front of him.

Even Stark had a hard time controlling this power yet though as he was forced to hold his right hand's wrist with his left one to be able to focus on the attack, otherwise it would explode in his face (yes, it happened inside the memories museum).

The aura around his right hand grew more and more though, and after less than three seconds...

~FWISH, BOOM~

He managed to launch the giant crimson fist at intense speed toward the guards.

'Come back to me...' he repeated, but this time it was to make his clone's figure seep back into his body as he had left it in front of the guards.

And the moment the clone disappeared... the guards were finally able to see the giant fist, as big as them in terms of height, rushing in their direction.

"Ah shit..." they both said, accepting their fate.

~BOOOOOM~

The fist exploded between the two guards, and they were each sent far away in opposite directions.

"-73523! -78472!" the fist's strength was incredible, although both the guards were wearing highly protective armor and had a large pool of HP.

[Guard A is knocked out]

[Guard B is knocked out]

This didn't kill them as they had equipment and armor to withstand the attack, but they still received it in the face, meaning they couldn't stay conscious after that.

It was fine for Stark though as he began to walk toward the entrance door and opened it.

'First part of the plan completed...'