Typical opened his eyes. To his surprise, he was still alive. He turned to look at the other Assassins and noticed that they too were also alive. He could easily identify that their wounds weren't critical and were in fact on the process of getting better.
Typcial gazed back at his own body and knew what saved his life.
"You… healed ?" Typical gazed curiously at the three figures who were nearby.
"Woah! Nutterballs! He's already awake!" Lynd was stunned as he turned back noticing the awakening Assasin.
Lynd's trio was injecting so strange dicine onto the bodies of the Assassin. While the rest were injected certain dicines that stopped clotting, encourage cellular regeneration, the drug they used on Typical was different.
After acquiring a sample of the Dawn soldiers from Charles, a condensed version of a coolant liquid was finally created by Lennox. It was unknown even to Seeker how Lennox managed that, but at Seeker's orders, Arthur gave several vials of this to the group in case any of them would fall into a similar dilemma that Lynd faced.
"As expected with ng's Disciple. I'm pretty sure you would have Ranked Higher than in Zeek's future. But now, you should quietly take your place as number three or sothing." ryl sneered as she walked proudly towards Typical.
"Are you guys sure we shouldn't be going down there?" Cliff asked imdiately.
"I'm sure. That sensation. It should be Richie." Lynd answered imdiately.
"The other one should be your Master. Is that right?" Lynd turned to Typical.
Typical was confused but then closed his eyes as if trying to sense sothing. It was then that he felt it.
"This is Master's potential?" Typical was shocked. He could feel a trace of desolations reaching to where he stood.
"Who's that other one?" Typical then asked in shock. The sensation was sothing that seed to be of equal strength to the strange power of ng.
"I don't understand. I thought Seeker went there. How did Richie get there already?" Cliff asked.
"He went there quite a while back. I barely caught sight of him with my eyes. He was using so strange technique which allowed him to move extrely fast and not make a single sound. Not even the sound of him passing through the air was heard. Unlike Zeek's charge which created thunderous sounds when he would break through the sound barrier, that movent was... calr." Lynd answered imdiately.
"Seeker... Was it that first person who went to face Master?" Typical interrupted.
"Yes. An ally of ours. We intended to get things done quickly and assist him. But it looks like the scale of their battle is far greater than we imagined. I doubt we'd be of any help." Lynd sighed.
ryl also kept silent as she cursed herself for her inability.
"In any case, we need to go to Arthur and help him deal with that weapon of Mass destruction thing."
"It's not yours?" Typical was surprised.
"No. Soone wants to kill us both. We're headed out front. This is the only thing we can do now." ryl answered.
"Judging by the scale of the battle between your master, Richie, and Zeek… They would probably be too wounded to escape that weapon. We're headed off to stop the weapon." Lynd inford Typical.
"Wait. Do we really need to deal with that weapon? I an, the place where they are at should be deep underground right?" Cliff asked.
"No. Although the Master's throne is buried deep underground to protect our n from his Desolation, the weapon that may be headed towards us is the Qilin's Horn. It doesn't have explosive firepowers like atom bombs or other weapons of mass destruction, but it has the capability to reach its targeted location and kill any enemies along the way." Typical hurriedly stood up.
"I'm going with you. It seems you never intended to kill us. If Lennox is making this battle so training ground, then we will settle our score later. For now, we take care of the threats." Typical went to Trigger, who was unconscious and took his boots.
"Cliff. Take these n and head sowhere safe. Is there a spot where we can put your allies?" Lynd asked Typical.
"The safest would be as far away from the target of the Qilin's Horn."
"The target should be Zeek, Richie and ng. I saw several drones flyby this area while we were fighting." ryl spoke.
"Head further west and use the elevators to the lower levels." Typical imdiately inford.
Cliff wasted no second and went for the unconscious bodies of the assassin.
"Young Master… Let -" A barely conscious Sting spoke.
"No. You may not join us. Besides, these two are far stronger allies than you or any of the Dragon's Fang." Typical gave a cold response.
Sting didn't respond and only cursed himself for his weakness.
"Let's go," Typical ordered.
Right before they could leave, a faint crackling sound was heard far off in the distance.
"What's going on?" Cliff could not help but shudder. He could feel it too. An uncomfortable sensation that accompanied a painful sound that made his stomach turn.
The rest stood silently and had a strange realization on their eyes.
"So this... is an Overcor," Lynd muttered softly.
Despite who strong they were now, they knew, they would only die at the scale that battle was happening.
Deep underground, strange lights and crackling sound would burst out as two distinct zones t.
One area had an intense desolating factor that the very hard pavent ant to seal off ng's powers was deteriorating.
On the other side, matter was compressed and contained in what looked like a ball that started to vibrate at a strange way resisting the degrading aura that perated.
ng stood with two green wings floating at his back.
Richie sneered at the Dragon as a visible but transparent force field started to form around him keeping the desolation from spreading.
Seeker stood and couldn't help but tremble in excitent at the two forces.
"A fight that an Inhuman would die to see…" Seeker laughed as he quoted a saying in his future.
The Green Wings behind ng had started condensing on his back. A strange zone of desolation surrounded ng grew stronger as the green wing beca more and more vibrant.
Richie gave a low deep sound as he humd a familiar tune.
The force field surrounding them started to give off a powerful repelling force. Even the desolate aura was repelled by the strange force.
The Wings of Abomination was the attack that brought intense drying and decaying on the battlefield they called the Valley of Decisions. Richie's Walls of Jericho was the almost impenetrable repelling force that both protected their armies in the future and at the sa ti caused the deaths of millions.
The powers that the Overcors had were unimaginable. They were incomparable even to the skills of Ranked Heroes. Because of this, many wondered what it would look like when two Overcors were to seriously fight each other to the death. Just what kind of battle would that be? No one knew.
And Seeker finally got to witness this. It was a battle that even his future self wanted to see.
"So this is what they look like on their early stages…" Seeker was amazed. Their strange and almost unexplainable miracles had yet to reach maturity. It was at a point where it made sense for Seeker. As of this mont, the skills they displayed would easily make them as strong as Ranked Heroes. Though their Inhuman capacities greatly limited the powers they could create, the battle was sothing that even a genuine Ranked Hero could leave unscathed.
The miraculous Paths of these two were just far too powerful.
"Let's hope you two will finally beco genuine Overcors through this battle." Seeker smiled.
"Just be sure you won't fall behind. Wait for my opening. It's ti to show this Dragon that his roar isn't the loudest." Richie's figure started to dive off a strange distortion as the walls that held back the desolation condensed into an armor around Richie.
BOOM!
Richie blasted off creating a powerful sonic boom clearing the path of any desolation.
"HA!" Richie roared loudly.
Matter was pushed back as if a powerful repelling force started spreading.
"As expected. Voice of Creation." Seeker grinned.
The Wings of Desolation spread mightily as the black figure of ng moved.
A greenish hue from the surroundings disappeared as it covered ng's fist.
With a greenish blast of light, ng punched the approaching Richie.
The Maw of the Dragon was now visually seen as a greenish force devoured the approaching soundwaves.
BOOM!
A strange resistance occurred between the two n who were halted from their respective charges.
Several explosions were occurring around them.
One had the power to devour everything, while the other had the power to repel everything.
The two t and clashed as the strong stone floor underneath them started to crumble.
Richie imdiately retreated and disappeared from ng's sight.
Humans could move in a predictable manner. But using the vibrations around him, Richie could move in strange directions. The usage of this strange movent could easily confuse the most trained warriors.
BOOM!
A powerful punch struck ng from above.
ng had blocked it in ti as he felt the repelling force. His feet sunk at the strong pavent which imdiately caused the crumbled parts of the stone to be thrown off by the repelling force.
Richie disappeared once again after making the strike.
Even ng was a creature of habit. His habits and expectations of fighting another human had limited his skills. But ng wasn't a normal human.
ng turned around and punched out to his right causing him to hit a powerful force field.
BOOM!
The force field shattered but no Richie was found.
BOOM!
A powerful punch struck ng on his face. The punch caused a powerful loud eruption. ng had used Ultimate Obstruction to repel most of the attack.
The sounds that Richie employed had confused ng.
ng tried to counter by having one of his wings to attack Richie, but Richie evaded with a strange sumrsault. Richie 'walked' as he perford this sorsault and easily evaded the right wing of ng.
ng, who caught sight or Richie, chased Richie and readied a punch.
Being unable to escape or disappear from ng's sight, Richie rushed forth as if stepping on sothing invisible and rushed to et ng in a slashing strike.
BOOM!
Unlike ng, Richie had limited energy to release. The mighty Walls of Jericho were quickly deteriorating as Richie fought within ng's zone.
Even though a small layer of his sound armor remained, Richie did not retreat but faced ng.
"HAAA!" Richie gave a mighty roar.
Strangely, ng changed the direction of his punch to hit his right side hitting empty air.
ZOOOOM!
Seeker imdiately charged as he was waiting for this precise mont.
"Amazing. It could even affect an Overcor." Seeker admired.
With Richie's command over sounds and vibration, Richie could confuse his enemies by transmitting his voice in a way that it would be interpreted by the enemies' brains differently. But Richie's second ability that could render an armies air force useless was Richie's ability to disrupt his enemies' equilibrium. When used at a perfect ti, this disruption could kill a World Champion.
ng imdiately used the montum of his punch to twist his body in order to evade the force he was initially resisting with his fist. The pivot-evasion made him turn around as the vibrations slid by.
However, against all expectations, Richie didn't follow up on this attack.
"Kid!" Richie smiled as the armor around him started to dissipate and envelop the fast approaching Seeker Carlean.
Seeker held his sword tightly and gave a powerful thrust aid to pierce ng's back.
"Foolish!" ng responded by raising his wings and creating an explosion of desolate force.
Richie was blown off with more wounds appearing on his body but he continued laughing.
Seeker dove in and thrust his sword aiming for the left wing of ng.
The sword pierced through the green wing and that's when ng realized it.
Seeker and the glass-like sword didn't disintegrate at the full exposure of his desolate aura.
ng retreated but a strange repelling force hindered him as he heard Richie's continuing laughter.
Seeker's strike pierced through the green wing and penetrated ng's back and all the way to ng's heart.
The wings suddenly exploded.
BOOM!
A strange acidic and desolating force erupted.
Seeker was thrown back from the powerful blast. The edge of his sword was burnt in half and his outer clothes were burned. A synthetic dark grey suit remained but even that suit was badly damaged.
ng stood with a wound on the side. The sword almost pierced through his heart.
"Looks like you failed." A battered Richie stood up. The wounds around him were nurous and the blood around him kept dripping. The armor he wore was also in a poor state and even his booster was damaged.
Seeker was also badly wounded all over his body.
"The sword didn't pierce through!" Seeker cursed angrily.
ng had a solemn expression.
"How did that suit and your sword remain undamaged?" ng had to ask.
Seeker could only gaze back in despair. The attack had failed.
"I see. Sa principle as my armor. I underestimated your body. I didn't expect that it would be able to resist my desolation." ng concluded
"Looks like this is the end for all of us." ng gave a solemn remark. Despite the fact that his heart was damaged, ng continued to lift his head up boldly.
"Thank you for the marvelous fight." ng admired his opponents as his wings spread once more.
"But although I cannot win this battle, you two won't overco ." ng gave a despaired sighed.
"Red is the most beautiful of all." ng gave a strange smile as he recalled his beloved.
The blood on his back started to seep out. The desolate force returned. Only this ti, twice as terrifying as before.
The entire underground room started cracking and crumbling at the desolation.
Seeker and Richie imdiately closed his eyes. They knew that they would have been greatly wounded if they continued to stare. One knew of it from the future, while the other did it out of instinct.
The two could feel it. A green tail-like figure with small reddish spots appeared from the hole of ng's back.
It extended out and stretched pointing to the heavens.
"Tail of the Dragon." Seeker gave a solemn and almost helpless answer.
"This is bad. My full strength couldn't block that." Richie gave a lonely sigh.
Yet Richie moved forward.
"Richie! No! It's too dangerous!"
"What choice do we have, Kid? I told you, either I die or I Overco. It's clear now. Neither of us are Overcors yet. We don't have ti to do anything, all that is left is to move forward." Richie continued to slowly walk forward. Each step causing more wounds.
"No! We need to retreat and think of a better strategy!"
"No ti, Kid. Even if we do that, he'll die. Would you want that? Besides, it would be unmanly for to flee when this guy literally whole-heartedly prepared this for us." Richie's teasing laugh.
"I don't have any other way to help you!"
"Oh? I've seen your potential. I'm sure you can squeeze sothing out and perform a miracle." Richie laughed.
It was at that mont that an intense frustration erupted from Seeker. He made a mistake. They would die because of his mistake, and yet even at such a critical error, he heard the sa comndation he kept hearing in his past life. Many of which, died because they believed what they said about Seeker.
"I'M NOT A BELIEVER!" Seeker roared angrily and bitterly. Seeker's calm composure was replaced by an angry and desperate emotion.
Richie paused.
"Then just hope that I can Overco." Richie shook his head in disappointnt.
He started to hum a strange but familiar hum. A powerful armor started to appear once more and take shape. Instead of enveloping all of Richie, it ford a translucent shield.
"Shall we?" Richie asked.
"I'm disappointed that the boy refuses to join." ng sighed.
"Co on. Give him a break. He's still a kid after all. Are you ready?"
"This Dragon pays his respect to a Mighty Warrior." ng respectfully bowed as he clasped his hands at Richie.
"Too formal. Just call Richie.." Richie laughed as he started running with a transparent shield floating in front of him.
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