A cataclysmic burst of aura dawned in the center of the horde. Rain's spine clench in terror. The hair on her body stood straight when she noticed the abrupt spike in temperature. Her forehead drenched in sweat when she bathed in the thick miasma oozing out of Creed's skin. The corrosive aura of chaos, fanned giant ripples in her circadian rhythms.The sword in the Creed's arms rolled faster than eyes could see. Uncountable streaks of lightning stretched across the field. The hell-flame blade ran horde like a knife through butter. Creed tore through and started cutting off ghouls as if he was mowing his grassy backyard. After a few seconds, both of their bodies got covered in sticky blood and flesh.The havoc Creed caused in the field was immeasurable, as a result, the blood and gore rained from the sky down like a heavy downpour.The fact that Creed's body adapted to the new longsword so fast made the entire scene even more terrifying. Despite such a bone deep exhaustion, he zapp
Soon, All six lanterns died, casting a pitch black darkness over the entire glassy sky road. He had exerted way too much of the effort. His vision turned blurry and his kneed finally froze. Everything abstract concept that he latched onto dissolved in a split second. Rain also felt his heart stopping in the middle of combat and closed her own eyes as well, accepting her fate. His eyes dulled until there was no light left in them. Exhaustion finally caught up to him and his heart stopped. His arm twitched and blood flow stagnated. However just when the glassy sky road lost its glimmer, the imprint of two feet manifested. The footprints shone cutting through the darkness like the last glimmer of hope.The ghostly footprints inched closer and stood right in front of him. Creed's eyes still showed no sign of movement. Regardless, a friendly husky voice echoed through the entire path."I see you're in a clutch again… "Hearing the voice, Creed pupils jittered a bit. "Dad!""… What an im
A faint ray of sunshine passed through the glassy window pane and touched a face covered in white bandages. The bandages mainly covered the forehead and the right eye. The brief dance of warm sunshine caused his eyelid to flutter and his pulses to quicken.The patient's whole neurological system, including his throat, was startled by the abrupt increase in blood flow.~cough ~cough ~huff ~cough ~cough ~cough ~huff His chest began to bounce wildly. Shoving his spine forward, forcing him to rise while firmly pushing away the white bed cover that was concealing his waist.Creed sprang from his bed, gasping for air. He was coughing quite terribly. Fortunately, a hand descended on his back and began to thoroughly rub it. Creed also noticed a glass of fresh water in front of his eyes and grabbed it without thinking, drank as quickly as he could."Easy!" A familiar voice bloomed in his ears, "Take light sips… "Creed was startled by the voice and had to turn right thanks to a bandage c
"Now I'm officially out of the team." Agenor rubbed his figure on some holographic screen over his watch and spoke casually, "I've decided who will have to take over my responsibility. Would anyone wanna take a guess?""If its Falco, i'm gonna kill myself… " Nakiya uttered with cheeky sigh, "If I don't fear God as much as I fear Falco's leadership…" Colt voice trembled, "Anyone but Falco!" Maira also started chanting blatantly with her eyes closed, "Please dear god…" Falco rolled his eyes at their tongue in cheek comments."You motherfuckers…" He cursed at the three, "Hahaha.." Agenor cut him off before he could say anything, He Continued, " Colt!! You'll be taking over after me… "Everyone, including Colt's eyes, widened as he heard Agenor's words. "Wait! What?" "Well!" Agenor smirked as he looked at Colt, "You are the most eligible candidate for the job… ""Most eligible… what the fuck man? What about Maira? If anyone, she should be the next leader!" "To be honest! My first
Agenor formally resigned from the team and left. Creed discovered after a few observations that it had been 6 days since his admission in the hospital. His biological clock and circadian rhythms were severely disrupted as a result of his injuries.Nonetheless, Creed was fortunate because it only took 6 days. If it was anyone else, his injuries would have kept him out of commission for at least three weeks. He had broken multiple bones, His joints had completely shattered, had wrecked his right eye, been dangerously poisoned, and overworked himself to death.Fortunately, one of the benefits of being a hunter is that one's body continues to recover faster than the average individual. Furthermore, Creed's metabolism and physique were constantly boosted by the strange liquid of the abyss, Vyom. A few nurses on the ward were horrified by his body's catastrophic rate of recovery.Creed's voracious hunger shocked them even more. He was irritable after waking up since he hadn't eaten anything
Furthermore, Creed's modifications and refinements to the Hollow vector altered the entire overall composition. The method appeared to have nothing in common with Hollow Vector on the surface, yet at the core, vector rendering fundamentals and momentum bifurcation principles were actually inherited from the core of Hollow Vector.In other words, Creed invented an entirely new method by leveraging the basic concepts behind the Hollow vector. It's also important to remember that using two blades simultaneously was not unheard of. There were a lot of different combat techniques that did it. However, Creed's high paced vector rendering and his inhumane application of his caliber were what made this new technique exceptional.After realizing the potential of this new combat style, he decided to use this new technique as his signature move for now on. This new skill would distinguish him even more from Phantom. Naming the technique was the next step.'Hmm… what should i call it from now ?'
Two young men stood next to each other in front of a massive glass ovular table. Several people were seen sitting on two adjacent sides of the table.Surprisingly, at the farthest end of the glassy table, opposite the two young men, sat a woman who leaned forward ever so casually, her palms interlocked and her elbows glued against the crystallized glass. She seemed to be holding the aura similar to the head of the family at the dinner table.She rested her chin on her interlocked knuckles, while keeping her eyes closed as if she was taking a sweet nap. Concealed dark circles were visible around her eyes.Yet, her glossy lips and giant hair bun burst and bewitching flavor to her facial features. None of them uttered a word. Soon enough, the woman seemingly taking a nap opens her mouth without opening her eyes,"So you're saying that a nameless, statusless, unknown clanless team with merely 7 team members out of which none of them belong to any clan, gave—the elites of 4 different clans
Creed returned home after a heated argument with Briteny and went straight to his room. He didn't want his mother or sister to see how badly he had wrecked himself this time.Although they had both come to terms with the fact that hunting in Glitch is a dangerous job, he didn't want to add to their concerns. As a result, he wanted to remove the smell of the hospital from every inch of his body and clothes.He packed his dirty laundry and placed it in the corner after a quick bath. He appeared to be in a hurry as he changed into his clothes. Jumping left and right in order to get a leg through his boxer shorts as quickly as possibleLater, he sat on the floor of his room and pulled out 2 ragtag notebooks from the metallic cupboard right next to his bed. He grabbed both notebooks and pen and started scribbling figures and words in the middle of the notebook."Well! It worked much better than my expectations.""Unfortunately, I didn't realize that practical compatibility was still lacki