Chapter 350: Despair
In just the blink of an eye the diminutive leader turned into a huge monstrosity reaching over 3 ters, whose bulging muscles would put even Billy's constitution to sha. Even the large wound from [Verun's Bite] was gone, the axe pushed out of its body as the wound closed in an instant. Even the expensive-looking exoskeleton had been discarded as it was bent into scrap tal from the alien's expansion.
Odder yet he had turned into an amalgamation of tal and flesh as parts of him had turned into that of a robot. Zac didn't understand how, but the dying Technocrat had turned into a cyborg teeming with imnse power. Even Zac felt threathened from just standing in front of the hulking figure, sothing he hadn't felt for a long ti. Sothing told Zac that this wasn't so ultimate technique by the Technocrat himself, as his face lilted listlessly to the side and his eyes were empty.
The foreman had warned him about reprisal, but Zac didn't expect it to be so direct. He felt the situation was turning bad, and he imdiately unleashed a round of attacks on it, holding nothing back. But tallic clangs and deep thuds were all that could be heard when the axehead hit the Technocrats muscled torso, only leaving scuff marks behind. Zac couldnt believe it was so durable that he wasn't even able to leave a shallow wound.
He didnt give up though and unleashed one ferocious strike after another across the brutes body in hopes of finding a weak spot. But danger suddenly scread in Zac's head as a fist as large as a wrecking ball slamd into him with such speed that he didn't have ti to even blink.
The power of the punch was enough to shatter all the spectral chains still binding the Technocrat in an instant, and Zac was launched into the air with such speed that it looked like he was teleported away. The enormous shockwave swept all the corrosive mists in the area away as well, exposing the decomposing corpses of the cultivators on the ground.
It felt like his whole body was broken, and it only got worse when he slamd into one of the towers from [Profane Seal] with enough power to cause a large crack running along its whole length. Black ichor ran down his mouth as Zac desperately crawled back to his feet only to see the monstrosity treating his entrapnt as a joke.
Alarm bells were going off in Zac's mind, and every fiber of his being was telling him that this was not sothing he could contend with. He frantically tried to figure out what to do next, but the cyborg wasn't waiting for Zac to co up with a strategy. A huge shockwave exploded out from where it stood as the cyborg disappeared from sight, only to appear right in front of Zac once again.
This ti Zac was sowhat ready and he barely managed to duck out of the way from another world-ending fist that instead tore the miasmic tower apart. It almost looked like the extrely sturdy structure was made out of styrofoam as it shattered and dissipated into churning mists of Miasma.
The destruction of the tower was the straw the broke the cal's back, and [Profane Seal] started to crumble. All the chains were already broken which had damaged the other towers as well, and with one tower utterly destroyed the shield was already down for the count.
Luckily the fight outside had mostly ebbed out as well, with Ogras dismantling the last remnants of the Technocrat army. The demon seed to be in good vigor, though his clothes were completely burned and the side of his face was covered in a large scorch mark. Verun was nowhere to be seen though, but that quickly changed as the large beast appeared out of nowhere and chomped down on the towering cyborg.
Verun didn't have much better luck than Zac did though despite its furious attempts to rip his master's enemy to shreds. The Tool Spirit's large fangs couldn't even break its skin. The cyborg only stoically stood there acting like it couldn't feel a thing until it slamd its hand in a ferocious overhand slap that hit Verun's head.
The Tool spirit Yelped in pain and was forced to let go, at which point the cyborg unleashed yet another of its terrifying punches. Verun was utterly helpless as it turned into motes of light that fled into Zac's axe. Thankfully Zac could still sense the Tool Spirit in his axe, though it imdiately entered hibernation after getting destroyed.
If Zac's heart had been beating in his current form it would have been hamring away at this mont as he gazed upon the Cyborg. Sothing unfathomable was happening with it. It was as though the monster had gained over 20 levels in just a few seconds, and its towering aura had more than doubled since it attacked Zac the first ti.
Futility threatened to consu him as Zac scrambled for any idea of getting out of this ss. The cyborg didn't seem to possess any skills or Dao Seeds, but it also didn't need it due to its ungodly power. It was like a supercharged version of Zac himself, a true testant of the horror of superior attributes.
There was a small remnant of the technocrats sticking close to the Nexus Hub. They had likely tried to escape Earth but was blocked due to Zac's interference. But the group seed emboldened from the turnaround in the battle and they rushed toward Zac in an effort to assist their foreman in taking him down. Zac had no ti to bother about them, so he could only infuse his body with the Seed of Hardness as he kept his eyes trained on the true threat.
Another apocalyptic punch soared toward Zac who desperately activated [Immutable Bulwark]. An earthshattering explosion echoed out across the area when the fist connected, and Zac realized the power was well beyond that of the first strike. He wasn't sure he would still be in fighting condition if the first fist contained this amount of force. Even the extrely hard stonebed cracked all around them from the attack, a testant to its imnse power.
The unlucky Technocrats who had wanted to fish in muddy waters were rendered into at paste just from the shockwave. They died without knowing what happened, likely thinking that the foreman was still on their side. But Zac knew that this thing had no such alliances. The forr foreman had turned into an emotionless tool of slaughter upon his death.
Zac's eyes widened in alarm as the punch caused massive cracks across the bulwark. Neither Salvation's self-detonation nor the laser beams of the two enormous chas had been enough to cause a crack in his defensive wall, but one simple punch from this thing was all it took. But just as Zac despaired a huge form materialized and punched into the chest of the cyborg.
It was [Deathwish] that activated, and the force was trendous even though it only contained a part of the original strength of the attack. This beca especially true after Zac managed to imbue the spectral projection with the Dao of Heaviness with so quick reflexes. The Cyborg was launched into the air, flying tens of ters away before slamming into the ground with a large bang.
"What the hell is that thing?" a shocked voice asked from the side.
Zac looked over to see Ogras standing there, staring at the cyborg with horror in his eyes.
"A cyborg, a mix of man and machine," Zac sighed. "The foreman turned into this thing just as I was about to kill him."
"Mix of man and machine? That's Impossible," Ogras said with a shake of his head. "The heavens won't allow such a thing."
Of course, it was hard to refute the evidence as it stood up again as if nothing had happened. Its chest was completely fine, with not a single blemish from the retaliatory strike. The air around it was crackling and twisting from just standing still, and it looked as though it had once again powered up.
"I can't harm it, and I can't defend against it, and it keeps getting stronger," Zac sighed. "Do you have any ideas?"
"Throw things at it," Ogras said, imdiately taking out a handful of offensive arrays.
Hope reignited in Zac's heart as he took out all his offensive treasures as well.
The next mont the Underworld lit up in a cacophony of chaotic energies as over ten powerful offensive arrays exploded at the sa ti. Everything from fires burning so hot it the flas were white to poisonous mists and crackling lightning caused a both beautiful and terrifying display as the cyborg was subrged in a conflagration of their most powerful arrays.
Zac even went so far as to throw out his one and only [Void Ball], his ultimate tool of destruction. The ball plunged the whole area into spatial chaos far worse than what he had seen over by the entrance to the Mystic Realm. That ti he was even thrown inside while fighting the tiger, but he managed to get navigate his way out in one piece.
This ti the zone was jam-packed with spatial tears, so as large as two-three ters. So of the largest tears even combined to form large sections of void space, looking like windows into outer space. Those were even more terrifying than the tears, as one could actually fall into such a thing. What waited on the other side depended on one's luck, but it was most likely a horrible death.
Zac didnt think he could throw a stone through the area unscathed, let alone passing through it. But the hulking form of the cyborg seed completely unbothered as it stood inside the blast zone, only a few scorch-marks and slightly lted tal the proof that he had been inside radius of the attacks at all. Even the spatial tears were crushed against its body, though they did leave sowhat deep cuts. But the wounds didnt bleed at all, and it didnt look like the cyborg even noticed them.
Zac and Ogras only looked at it with dismay, unsure of what to do next. Its enormous fist suddenly slamd into the ground with impossible speed, causing a huge shockwave to erupt. It looked like an atomic bomb had erupted beneath the ground they stood on, causing crushed stones to blast upward in a circle of hundreds of ters.
Zac and Ogras stood over a hundred ters away from the center of the impact, but they were still pushed back another hundred ters, barely able to keep their footing. The demon also suffered multiple cuts from errant pieces of stone hitting him with the speed of bullets. The remaining power of the offensive arrays were blown away in an instant as well, with only a few spatial tears remaining.
"Is it D-Grade?" Ogas scread in alarm. "We need to flee!"
Zac had to agree with Ogras' assessnt. This thing was just too powerful. Zac could barely cause a few cracks in the extrely hard rocks around them, but this monster could suddenly cause widespread damage with a simple punch, sothing Zac wouldn't even be able to replicate on the surface. There was no way that the Cyborg had less than 2-3000 Strength by now judging from that slam alone.
The two imdiately started to run away, but the monster was just too fast. One mont it was still standing in the distance, but in the next it was right next to Ogras, shrouding the demon in darkness. Its fist ripped through the air at the demon, foretelling of impending doom. Ogras roared as torrential amounts of shadows erupted from beneath him, completely subrging the cyborg in darkness.
The cyborg froze and shuddered in response, which caused the shadows to get ripped into pieces and Ogras to cough out blood from the blowback. But the brief pause allowed Zac to once again summon [Immutable Bulwark] and place it and himself in front of the demon for a final stand.
But the cyborg had grown too powerful in this short ti, and the bulwark only managed to absorb so of the force before cracking like brittle glass. Zac only had ti to erect all his other defensive treasures before the herculean fist ramd into his shield, causing both Zac and Ogras to sail hundreds of ters away until they slamd into a wall with a resounding crash.
Zac almost blacked out from the pain as black ichor flowed like a waterfall from his mouth and nose. At least thirty bones in his body were broken, and the demon seed to be even worse off when the two crashed into the ground. His shield was completely destroyed as well, well beyond salvaging. Zac desperately tried to get back on his feet to et the oncoming enemy, but he barely managed to get up to a sitting position.
He was almost all out of Miasma in any case, and using any skill was off the table. He would likely turn to his human form in minutes unless he managed to restock on energy. He briefly considered trying to transform to his human class, but he knew that it was a fool's dream.
There was no way to finish the transformation as the cyborg had already appeared right in front of them with the help of its trendous speed, a series of crashes in the ground exploding behind it. Its hollow eyes stared down at them without a shred of emotion, which in a sense was even scarier than a glare full of hatred.
The transformation skill required ten seconds to finish, but those seconds were the difference between life and death. Besides, Zac knew that there was no way he could harm the thing, even if he unleashed his most powerful moves from his Hatchetman Class. The monstrosity wasnt even hampered by the spatial tears, and those were far more dangerous than his skills.
"I'm sorry," Zac sighed as he shot a look the demon who helplessly lay in a heap next to him. "This is all my fault."
"This is the life of the cultivator," Ogras wryly smiled with a blood-filled mouth. "The road has to end soti. Sha I never got to finish my movie."
Zac's snorted before his thoughts wistfully went to his sister as he closed his eyes, ready to et his maker.
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