Chapter 1002 The Mythical Ice Altered

Chapter 1002 The Mythical Ice Altered

Ice had been in his fair share of fights before he entered the prison, and only a few while he was inside the prison. Usually, he would conserve some of his strength because there was a chance he would need to fight more later.

This time though, Ice was going all out from the get-go. As he held the ice spear in his hand, he hurled it with all his might.

Simba, seeing this, let go of the club with his mouth and tried to jump back, but the spear was too fast and hit deep within his chest. His thick skin and muscles managed to stop part of it, but the spear was still lodged in his chest.

With his arms, he pulled out the spear and threw it to the ground, shattering it in the process.

“It’s quite clear I was mistaken. You are no ordinary Altered. Just what the heck are you, and where did you come from?” Simba shouted. Even with his bleeding chest, he charged forward once more. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Ice, seeing this, slammed his foot onto the ground, and a trail of ice scattered from where he stood and went around Simba’s legs. But with his mighty strength, Simba managed to break through, pulling his legs free.

“Do you know what one of the most dangerous animals in the world is?” Simba said as he leaped into the air after building up large momentum.

Ice readied himself again, holding the club, prepared to swing with full force and perfect aim.

“The hippo!” Simba shouted as he opened his mouth wide, growing to gigantic size.

Ice hurled his club out, and it bashed right into Simba’s mouth. A battle of strength was occurring as both pushed against each other, but with the mighty strength of his jaw, Simba managed to bite down and completely destroy the club.

Right after, Simba landed on his feet and, with his fists, punched Ice right in the stomach. The blows were powerful and strong, resonating through the car park.

They continued to hit Ice back, swinging his body slightly from side to side.

Now, Ice held two clubs, one in each hand, and there was nowhere for Simba to go.

“This whole time, I’ve been trying to figure out what type of Altered you are, and I think I’ve got it. I saw the files from NIRV... you’re a mythical type Altered with ice powers and incredible strength. You’re the mythical type Altered—the Yeti.”

Ice swung one of the large clubs, hitting Simba right in the face. He couldn’t even open his mouth wide to stop it, as right after, the other giant club swung and hit Simba again.

With each hit, parts of Simba’s skin froze slightly. The sound echoed through the car park, making it sound like construction work was taking place, but no one was there to hear it, and no one knew what was going on. The clubs continued to hit until eventually, the ice wall around the cars descended, and Ice returned to his normal self, dressed in his black and gold uniform.

He was no longer his Altered self, his body still immaculate.

“These uniforms are quite handy since they shrink and grow to match my body size. I was a bit worried I’d rip them, and that blonde kid would shout at me,” Ice said as he looked down at Simba.

“I’m a changed man, so I won’t kill you, but I don’t think you’ll be able to fight for a while.”

Thinking about everything that had happened, Ice felt he needed to act fast. He headed over to a car, opened the door, and quickly got in the driver’s seat.

‘Since I was attacked, the others must be in trouble. I need to get to them so they can escape,’ Ice thought.

He turned the key, and the engine of the vehicle started, but then he froze for a moment.

‘I’ve never driven before... but how hard can it be? I’ve played those games at the arcade,’ Ice thought to himself. ‘To go forward, I step on the right pedal, and...’

The car jerked forward, faster than he expected, and crashed into the car in front of him.

‘This may take a while...’