Chapter 192: Creator's Orders

Chapter 192: Creator's Orders



Boom, boom, boom!

Explosions rang throughout the sky above the forest.T/his chapter is updat/ed by nov(ê(l)biin.c/o/m

Currently in the Eldertree Institute, watching from a window of the highest floor, Mr. Caretaker had a look of worry in his face.

The door behind him then opened, and Bertha, still half-awake, walked over to him and looked out of the window towards the forest.

"Is that Renard fighting?" Bertha asked.

She wondered where he went as he was supposed to come to the bed, but then he apparently had a meeting, and he ended up never returning.

"Yes." Mr. Caretaker said. "However, I don't know who he is fighting."

It rumbled above the dark clouds so loudly that even the windows shook, and the lightning illuminated the room in sporadic bursts.

"His opponent feels familiar." Bertha said.

She wasn't that good with Kiryoku, but she could tell that the person's aura felt familiar.

"Hmm..." Mr. Caretaker frowned.

...

Adam flew backwards through the layer of the dark clouds and was consumed by the raging storm.

The wings carried him through the tempest, and he arrived above the clouds, his face bloodied like someone had spilled paint all over his face.

The armor was cracked from the chest because of the lightning bolt attack. Its durability had already decreased by over half.

Then, Renard blasted through the dark clouds with a large grin on his face and smashed his fist into the chest armor.

Crack!

The armor and the ribcage cracked on impact, and Adam was again forced to fly backwards with blood flying out of his mouth.

It was starting to get hard for him to breathe.

The wings spread and stopped his momentum in the air.

"Argh..." Adam coughed in pain. "I don't know how much more of this I can take."

The health bar was blinking in red as he had lost more than ninety percent of his total health. Crackle!

With lightning bolt in hand, Renard appeared above him like a deity and then smashed the lightning down upon Adam, engulfing him in the sea of the silver lightning.

"Argh!" Adam cried out in pain as his body convulsed from the shock.

His health bar dropped even further.

With his quick hands, he gulped down two flasks of the Rising Moon and then whispered Minor Healing under his breath.

It had some effect, but a few more of those attacks would bring him back to the brink of death. "Heal yourself more; I don't care." Renard said with a grin. "I'll just hurt you more!" Adam's eyes widened in shock.

Terry spun his head around, and to his surprise, there was a masked figure in all-black standing with a large knife in hand.

"Who the hell?" Terry flinched and retreated away from him.

"A friend of mine." Ryan approached Terry from the back and grabbed him by the shoulder. "I

am the killer, you see. I killed those people while back; now I killed Brady, Roberto, and

Glenn."

Terry's eyes widened in shock.

"You must be wondering how I didn't get caught." Ryan smirked and pointed at the masked figure. "Take off the mask, my friend."

The masked figure removed his ordinary ski mask, and a face that was completely identical

with Ryan appeared.

"A same face..." Terry whispered.

"I've had to be on two places at the same time to do some murders and that's exactly what I did." Ryan grinned. "I made a clone of myself."

"How?" Terry asked in shock. "You haven't taken the tutorial, so how? Isn't this a skill of

some kind?"

"It's indeed a skill." Ryan said with a smile. "How did I make a clone? It's quite interesting, actually. Too bad you're too dead to know."

Terry reflexively elbowed him in the chest and escaped from him, but then the large knife came from behind him, piercing through his back, slightly below the shoulder blade. "Ngh..." Ryan touched his painful chest with a grin. "No one is here to save you anymore. You were lucky with the Culling, weren't you? Let's see if you're lucky enough to survive us." Terry forcefully pushed the knife out of his bad and retreated further back, his back colliding

with the back wall.

With a single stab, his health was reduced nearly fifty percent.

'I don't understand why he would want to kill me.' Terry thought with a pale face. 'I've never

done anything to him.'

"It's unfair, isn't it?" Ryan asked as he and his second-self approached him. "Why you? You must be thinking. It's not your fault, it's Adam's fault."

"What're you talking about?" Terry asked.

"I was given a glorious mission." Ryan said. "From my creator, to kill those that may seem like a problem in the future. If you had stayed as your pathetic self from five months ago, you

would have been spared."

"Unfortunately, Adam had to reveal your hidden talent." The second Ryan said. "You might not feel like it, but you're indeed a genius. A genius in disguise."

"That's why you killed them as well?" Terry asked with a painful expression.

"That's right." Ryan said. "I am here to cull the talented. It was my creator's orders, and I

must obey them."

'His creator's?' Terry asked with a frown. 'Something sinister is at play here!'