Reborn: Apocalypse - Volume 2 88 Chapter 135 - Key

A wave of pain slammed into Micheal's consciousness. The pure agony of having your bones, muscles, and flesh stretch, crack, and be torn from you could not be described with mere words. Blood spurted from the injury as it formed, scattering the air with red mist.

His expensive, Ivory Skin Leather Armor provided to him by the G.o.dfather Organization only managed to slow the Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai down for a split second. The creature had simply pulled past that resistance, crus.h.i.+ng his body.

As the agony swept through him, he forced his way past it, his iron will sealing the pain away in a tiny corner of his mind as he reacted.

In the exact moment that his left arm was ripped off, his right arm shot up and latched onto the face of the muscular Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai.

The moment he managed that, he activated an Ability.

A warm feeling spread through his arm as he used up the second of his stored impacts.

'Impact Release: Bulldozer.'

A monstrous explosion of force slammed directly into the head of the muscular red Morenkai. It took a literal bulldozer to the face, concentrated in a single palm.

The impact sent the creature flipping backwards through the air, sailing dozens of meters away from Micheal. It slammed into one of the skysc.r.a.per walls, ricocheted off it, and then, with a resounding thunk, smashed down hard into a second skysc.r.a.per.

Coincidentally, it landed on one of the few open lounge outcroppings instead of falling all the way to the ground. It lay out on the ledge, stunned but not dead as it tried to get up and failed. The huge impact had left it disoriented, though whether or not it took any permanent injuries remained to be seen. Micheal wouldn't place any bets on it.

Right after, Micheal went with his emergency backup plan.

He used his Cloud Stepping Shoes to jump as high as he could into the air. And then he repeated this, over and over till he rose more than 100 meters into the air.
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While he jumped, he focused on the gaping hole that had been his left arm. Using techniques he'd learned over the years, blood stopped flowing from the injury as he flexed the muscles in his shoulder and used his Ki to seal off the veins and arteries. The measure was a temporary one that could only last for a few minutes, but it was enough for now.

A lightheaded feeling filled his mind, but not enough to force him into unconsciousness. His quick thinking had prevented him from losing too much blood.

He used his right hand to activate his Spatial Ring, grateful he wore it on his main hand. He withdrew a Mid-Tier Healing Pill and immediately consumed it, feeling its medical powers wash over him. While it wouldn't be nearly enough to heal him, it would be enough to stave off the pain for the next dozen minutes and ease his focus.

While all of this happened, the Morenkai down below were not sitting around idle.

The creatures continued to lock onto him despite his great height. While it was true that he was now flying high in the air, his speed had been greatly reduced as a result. He was gliding with his Life Orbs now, instead of rus.h.i.+ng forward as fast as possible.

The next several minutes had slowed down to a convoluted, long-distance chase.

Micheal maintained his great height using his Cloud Stepping Shoes. His speed wasn't fast, but it was enough to get close to the G.o.dfather's location thanks to the frantic progress he'd made earlier.

The Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai continued to hara.s.s him. Several times they leapt extremely high into the air, high enough to reach him to attack. He was able to see all of them coming thanks to the distance and lob a few bombs at them, but the creatures had already begun to adapt to that.

They used each other to jump, twist, or throw in their efforts to attack him. He was rapidly beginning to struggle against this as he flew, the lack of his left arm combined with blood loss causing his consciousness to waver.

His only consolation was that none of these Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai seemed to be ones that could use energy-based attacks. In fact, as far as he knew, there was only one Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai in history that could do that, and it wasn't present.

In the end, it all came down to how much distance he'd covered before he was forced to glide and the Ivory Skin Leather Armor he was wearing.

While the armor had proven ineffective when it came to stopping his arm from being ripped off, it managed to absorb enough of the impacts the Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai landed on him to keep him alive. He also stored two new impacts this way, just in cases.

And, as his body began to fail, his ribs cracked and most of his organs ruptured, the results spoke for themselves.

He could now see the ordained skysc.r.a.per just a couple of blocks away, far down below.

As he came close, one final Morenkai reached him for an attack. One of the Monster Twins.

The creature attacked him from behind, its right arm las.h.i.+ng towards his head as he leaned forward on his Life Orbs. Micheal's reaction speed was dulled thanks to the condition of his body, giving it enough time to get too close for safety, but he didn't mind.

For, in his right hand was a full dozen Repulsor Grenades, held together by an invisible string of Ki.

With a gentle smile on his face, he lobbed all dozen of them behind, right at the Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai, and then instantly cradled his right arm, protecting it. His Ashari Blade abruptly disappeared as it, and its sheath, was stored in his Spatial Ring.

A millisecond later, a split moment before that Morenkai was about to rip into him, a chain explosion shook the air and sent the creature flying backwards, knocking it away helplessly.

At the same time, the shockwave collided with Micheal's battered body…

And killed him, boosts and all.

A huge rain of red blood spattered out into the air as his corpse was blasted forward, rocketing towards one specific skysc.r.a.per like a missile. The explosion had knocked him at a speed that was far faster than his own traveling speed, though likely because around 40% of his body had disintegrated.

In just a couple of seconds, he flew through the air and smacked down hard on the skysc.r.a.per where a certain man was currently sitting at, waiting patiently.

With almost uncanny precision, his corpse smacked down on the rooftop and flipped over twice before it slid towards the center of the roof, leaving a trail of red. The remains of his body then came to an abrupt halt as a raised foot landed on him, freezing his momentum.

"Well." Head Cameron looked down at Micheal's dead body with a hint of shock as he stepped on it, preventing it from flopping into him.

He was still sitting on the throne he had brought out, looking like an almighty ruler. Micheal had not only managed to predict the angle of his explosion, he had even managed to aim where he would land on the roof itself.

"You look like s.h.i.+t, kid."

A s.h.i.+mmer of light surrounded Micheal's corpse.

A moment later, his fully healed body appeared, dressed in his now-fully restored Ivory Skin Leather Armor.

"Good to see you too, old man." Michael replied slowly, blinking at the world around him as he got used to not being dead.

Two loud thuds sounded off as the Monster Twins landed on the rooftop, interrupting him.

"I see you've managed to bring the party to me." Cameron's gaze latched onto the two Morenkai, his voice deepening.

A split second later, five more thuds rang out as the rest of the Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai landed.

"What the-What the h.e.l.l did you do?" Cameron's mouth fell open in shock as he looked at the much larger than antic.i.p.ated number of Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai. The creatures stood in their variety of shapes, their heads all pointed towards Micheal.

Michael shrugged.

"I've been told I have a talent for p.i.s.sing off large groups of people."

"…" The G.o.dfather glared at him reproachfully.

"I left them a bad Yelp review." Micheal channeled his inner s.h.i.+n.

"…"

"I only tipped them 2%."

"…"

"I didn't use a turn signal before switching lanes."

Head Cameron sighed, covering his face in a long-suffering motion.

"Are you and s.h.i.+n, perchance, related?"

The Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai didn't just sit around as they quipped.

By the time Cameron finished saying that, all seven of them were blasting through the air in a lightning-fast attack. Despite the extended battle with Micheal, none of them were seriously injured. Even the red, muscular one that Micheal had hit with a bulldozer in the face seemed to have fully recovered, though it was hard to tell for sure.

As Micheal predicted, his boosts had completely worn off with his revival. As a result, he was mostly unable to react in time. He could only watch as the creatures rushed towards them, his Ashari Blade appearing in his hands as he adopted a guard position. Energy gathered in his limbs as he readied himself, prepared to use a backup plan, just in case.

All of the Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai were, not unexpectedly, still targeting Micheal.

"Can you not see we are talking?" Cameron's voice became incredibly cold as it boomed out loud, filled with a force of presence that caused even Micheal to s.h.i.+ver for a split second. It was a voice that held the responsibility of millions, a weathered, powerful voice that shook the air.

The Monster Cla.s.s Morenkai were only meters away when he uttered a single phrase, one full of incredible, unrestrained majesty, as he activated various Abilities. A voice that demanded respect, the voice of one of the most powerful men in the entire First Layer.

"Kneel."

The air trembled.

Seven loud thuds echoed out.

The Morenkai knelt.

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Meanwhile…

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Back at the skysc.r.a.per Micheal had originally caused a ruckus at, two furtive figures could be seen, fleeing from several large ma.s.ses of Morenkai.

One of those figures was a man Micheal was familiar with. The field expert, Doctor Rosphen. The man's body had several minor injuries, but despite that, the doctor seemed ecstatic as he yelled out to his comrade.

"Tandrum! This is really it! We've finally got it!" His voice was filled with such excitement, it was almost like they weren't being chased by a horde of monsters as they fled across several skysc.r.a.pers on foot.

"Is it really that notable?" The speaker was an unfamiliar man, but one Micheal would've found vaguely familiar if he saw him. It was a lanky, blond-haired man dressed in a pair of black slacks and a long-sleeved grey s.h.i.+rt. He had a large, hooked nose and piercing green eyes that glowed with green light. In his hands, he held a walking stick and, of all things, had a backpack on.

As he ran, he carried himself with an air of absolute confidence, as if the dozens of Abnormals and regular Morenkai at their back were no threat at all.

"Absolutely! This data is incredible, our projections seem to be spot on! The Monster Cla.s.s Nest really is the key to everything!" Rosphen nodded in a hurried fas.h.i.+on.

As they spoke, the two continued to flee. Both of them rapidly outpaced the chasing Morenkai, their bodies transforming into blurs as they crossed bridge after bridge in a mad rush. In no time at all, they easily outpaced their followers, moving with long experience.

"We just need to get this all back to Isaiah. With what we have here though, Tandrum, I'm confident we can finish our dream…" Ropshen's voice was full of pa.s.sion as he continued,

"We can make the First Layer safe!"

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