Chapter 40: Chapter 40: Mocking Grace
For a few minutes, there was silence in the control room, Commander Serjio glanced at the Lance Corporal who brought in the news, a name that doesn’t exist was uttered without a single care.
No office understood what was happening.
Commander Serjio took a deep breath and he sighed softly.
" Bring it " He commanded.
The phone was handed over to him swiftly, all attention were fixed on the Commander, the confounding gazes of all Marines present remained on the Commander.
The call went on for another a few minutes, the hall remained as silent as a graveyard, no one dared to utter a single word, the Commander’s eyes were fixed on the holographic screens displayed before him.
" Yes sir " Commander Serjio voiced out, his words came as a shock to everyone, the call ended swiftly and Commander Serjio returned the phone back to the Lance Corporal seen standing before him.
" Commander Serjio sir " the Lance Corporal spoke out.
" Change of plans....Privates, abort the release of the E-12 ejector, we will be redrawing from this operation as we speak, a new base is taking over " Commander Serjio spoke out, this came as a shock to everyone.
" But....but Commander sir, wasn’t the J-T center the only base certified to commence this operation? we were approached by Congress itself, why is there a change of plans? " One of the Corporals asked.
" This is the decision of a higher power.....I cannot go against it "
" Its being decided already, the US Marine Corp cannot continue this operation, power has been returned to the United States Armed Force, we’re redrawing back " Commander Serjio calmly explained.
" But what about our men? there must still be some survivors down there " a Private asked.
" This is my final gift to them, if they’re not meant to die then they won’t be dying today, instead of unleashing the E-12 ejector and deciding the annihilation of Chicago, we will be using another approach "
" Launch the S-13 sylar, we’ll be giving our men a leverage! "
[Outside the Control Room]
A loud groan was heard, he stayed hidden under the shade of darkness, locked in a room, he could feel his body weakening, his body glowed greenishly, speeding mana radiations into the atmosphere.
He coughed out black bloods from his mouth, sighing loudly.
" The Fyr Ritual truly is the worst, to think there really is a Themzaronian existing in this Dimension, for a Fyr Ritual of this magnitude to suppress me, whoever the caster is....."
" They are no mere Themzaronians....."
The voice of Lieutenant Connor was heard, he’s seen resting his back on the door, his breathing style became extremely complicated, struggling to contain the intense pains he felt, this is the effects of the Fyr Ritual.
During the first eight hours of the Fyr Ritual’s activation, the present Mogorth suffers pains beyond their imagination, suppressing their powers within the ritual domain to grant the enemies advantage.
But they do not have the advantage.....they do not have his location.
He sighed softly, suppressing the pains causing through his veins.
" I’ve stayed in this body for quite awhile already, I’ve gotten used to this body and not to say, his Talent is quite impressive, I can hide here until the pain which overwhelms me is completely gone "
" But whoever this Themzaronian bastard is, I have to find that bitch and kill them...it doesn’t matter if they are collaborating with the last descendant of the Bloodnight Household, their deaths won’t come easy "
" That’s a promise "
He grunted, slowly standing up from the ground he sat on, he controlled his mana radiations, suppressing it down to the last atom, he could control and restructure his host’s cells with ease, flooding the body with mana radiations.
Slowly mutating it’s host to be the perfect weapon.
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The clash between the Young Master Joel and the fourth tier nightmare caused devastating effects on the land but he came out the victor, his shirt was ripped apart, he stood barechested on the corpse.
He ended the nightmare with a finisher attack, leveling up by three as well.
Steams erupted from his body, the after effects of his intense mana release, Young Master Joel scanned the vicinity, watching everything with his golden eyes, screeches drew closer, they emerged.
More lesser demons and other outworldly monsters.
Young Master Joel descended down from the grand monster, he made his landing on the ground and they attacked him simultaneously, barring their fangs against him, ready to rip him apart.
But they were easily crushed by the Young Master, his eyes granted him easy access to mana, and with his naturally born heavy mana pool, he could generate large amount of mana without straining his body.
One of his abilities aids him perfectly materializing his mana, he could manifest his mana into different things, for instance..... making his mana into explosives.
Different explosions occured corresponding to the time they were all blasted, the charging numbers kept reducing every inch they took approaching him, he wasted no time crushing them with ease.
A sigh escaped his lips.
" Jasmine has taken the squad to a safety zone, i should take my time destroying this monsters but for some reasons, I don’t know why.....I can feel it, the strange power lurking behind the shadows "
" The odors of death which draws in... someone or something evil exist in this City "
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A few hundred miles away from the scene, before the Divergent Release was unleashed and the suppression of the rifts was established, he was one of the noble demons to have crossed the rifts into this world.
Seen walking across the ruined City with a smile on his face, he feasted on the human corpses littering the scene, red skinned and blue eyed, his face’s covered by the green cloak he’s dressed in.
His movements came to a halt, he turned his gaze..... staring at the direction of the Young Master Joel, a lopsided grin appeared on his lips, he proceeded to continue his feast on the corpse he dragged along.
Revealing his sharp fangs.
" To think someone noticed me even though I tried suppressing my existence in this world, they must be a prodigy or something, but not that it matters.....to think this Dimension has this tasty meats "
" I should inform my colleagues about this world " He uttered.
" Freeze "
A voice commanded, causing him to halt his movements with a confounded look on his face, rushing into the scene were armed soldiers, all clad in metallic battle suits, Team R-A15.
Two dozen of them surrounded the unnatural figure, they all had their weapons pointed at him, any slight unfavorable move the target makes and they won’t hesitate to unleash their wrath against him.
" My My.....look who do we have here, I’ve been caught by this lowly race.....I’m in trouble " He voiced out, he giggled afterwards.....his words irritated the soldiers present.
" Lowly race huh? how lowly do you think we will be when I blow off your face with my semi automatic dessert eagle? " The Captain of the squad questioned, he cocked his gun.
" We’re here for a simple reason.....to kill all non humans, you vile creatures have violated Dimensional border laws implemented by the United States constitution, identify yourself "
" If you’re not a human then this will be your end " the Captain spoke out.
" Quite a shame isn’t it? since I had such nice snacks, I was planning on leaving quietly, I guess there’s no need for that "
" Conflict must surely occur and yes.....I’m no human, I’m a member of the 72 thrones of Hell, the Lord of Sorrows "
" The name is Ral Al Rex.... remember that name "
His voice echoed vastly, slowly taking off his hood.....he revealed his face, an high ranked demon, the soldiers were all alerted by the sight of the demon but it was too late.
Before their attacks could take effects.
Their bodies were chopped into pieces, cleaved by an unknown source, bloods filled the air, corpses littered the ground.
The demon slowly turned to leave.....he covered his face once again with his hood, making his way out of the scene, a chuckle escaped his lips.
" This world has no idea what it has unleashed upon itself "
