I swung my next punch with ridiculous montum as if I didn't know how to punch, so I 'lost my balance' and collapsed.
"Pfft, ahahahahah! You're human, you belong to a race that can use mana and train their bodies to a level we can't imagine without our armor, but you're even weaker than ... It's a pity, isn't it, professor? You don't even know how to throw a punch."
I trembled my whole body as if I was forcing myself, stood up again, and looked at Pulvar's expression of pleasure.
He wasn't even paying attention to , he didn't care about my attacks and my movents. He believed he could simply parry each one.
All right... Everything is perfect, I can do it now.
I clenched my teeth and, overco with anger, I punched him again.
Pulvar tried to dodge my punch by simply stepping aside. He was expecting one of my usual weak, aningless punches. This ti he was even going to trip , he had adjusted his leg position accordingly.
However... this ti sothing unexpected happened.
I quickly spread my mana throughout my body, stopped my weak punch abruptly, opened my fingers, and grabbed Pulvar's collar.
For a mont Pulvar looked at my hand on his collar in surprise. It was clear that he had not expected such a move from the weak, powerless Frederick. Until now he had assud that I was soone who had no idea how to fight.
Now he was going to get his punishnt.
I cupped his face with my other hand, and without wasting a second, I quickly focused on my mana and a crimson glow appeared on my pale hand.
The flas suddenly shot out of my palm in a rage and engulfed Pulvar's entire head, who hadn't even realized what had happened yet.
"AAAAAAGGRRRRRRHHH!"
His agonized scream echoed through the room, he didn't even have a chance to react.
I saw his armor flying at his face, it would have protected him from the flas, but I didn't let it. I let go of his collar and quickly grabbed the piece of tal covering his face. Then I gave all my strength and pulled it down.
The helt, which was trying to close, was twisted by the force I applied to it before it could complete its formation. The flas penetrated Pulvar's skin one last ti.
I finally cut off the mana I was pouring into him. The orange light reflected from the flas on the walls slowly faded as the flas themselves slowly disappeared into the atmosphere.
Still, it wasn't enough, so I didn't stop. I clenched my right fist and slamd it into Pulvar's burnt face.
Pulvar's body was thrown back. His screams of pain turned into a wheezing moan as the flas reached his throat and damaged his tongue and vocal cords.
"You were enjoying it, weren't you?"
I crouched over her, grabbed her collar again, and pulled her close to .
"Frederick's daughter, you were with her when she died, weren't you?"
Maybe what I felt was montary remorse. Maybe I couldn't feel that sadness now, I was just desperately trying to imitate it, but that didn't change my hatred for the South Holar, for this dwarf.
None of them are anything but cruel creatures. They all deserve a painful death. Even I, who cannot easily feel negative emotions like sadness and remorse, am not such a... villain.
"I would have liked to spend more ti with you, I would have liked to spend a few minutes with you that you would have enjoyed, but... consider yourself lucky, I have things to do."
I clenched my fist again, tensed up, and punched him as hard as I could without breaking his skull.
Pulvar's head tilted abruptly to the left with the force of my punch, all movent ceased from his unrecognizable face and his moans faded into silence.
He was unconscious, or dead. I didn't care what happened.
I stood up, gave him one last look, and narrowed my eyes.
"I hope you survive and rember this mont every day."
I prefer not to leave behind people who would want to take revenge on , but... creatures like this deserve it. So I wish it again, sincerely.
I am sure you will die. It is almost impossible for a dwarf without mana to survive with those wounds, but... I hope you survive and never forget the pain you suffered here, Pulvar Sou'hard.
Finally, I let him go, cleared my thoughts, turned around, and looked at the huge screen in front of .
Now that I'm done with Pulvar, I need to focus on why I ca here in the first place.
I doubt the room is soundproof, and I'm pretty sure the people outside have no idea what's going on inside. After all, this is an archive room, a place that holds classified information. Still, it won't take them long to figure out what's going on here, I have to be quick.
From the keyboard that appeared in front of , I simply typed 'Virgonium mines on the Holar continent' into the screen and quickly scrolled through each of the results as they were listed in front of . Not only that, I projected all these results onto a map and tried to find what I was looking for.
I activated a filter setting on the keyboard and simply typed 'ancient creature' into the filter.
The whole list in front of changed. From a list of about nine virgonium mines, suddenly there was only one result.
Mount Doruan is ho to an ancient, very powerful, and intelligent creature that erged from a dungeon after The Awakening eighty years ago and made its ho on this mountain.
What the creature was that nested in the mountain is unknown, the knowledge is in the past and no one can know what is there unless they go directly into the mountain. The South Holar keeps this information secret, but they cannot make a direct operation on the mountain because the creature is still alive. They are afraid of it. No matter how technologically advanced they are, they are afraid that the creature can wipe them off the face of Lunerra. So they don't ss with it at all.
I smiled, this was exactly the result I wanted. This secret knowledge was going to help take one of my biggest steps for the future.
I went back and went through all nine virgonium sources again, committing each one to mory as they were also important, and reached for the keyboard, this ti to search for sothing else.
Just then, suddenly, there was a noise behind . The door to the archive room flew wide open and the sound of footsteps echoed in my ears.
I clicked my tongue, I didn't expect them to be so fast. I thought I had a little more ti... I could have gotten a lot more information.
Damn it, I don't have ti.
I surrounded myself with flas, made sure no one could see and quickly put on my finger the ring I had kept in my pocket until now.
I took two things out of the ring: the silver charm that made invisible and the armband that allowed to create clones of myself.
I quickly created several layers of Mana Barrier in front of when I heard the sound of so guns firing behind the flas, just as the guns fired.
Amidst the rising flas, bullets hit the first layer of the barrier one after the other, creating cracks in it.
Wasting no ti, I placed the charm on my lapel and put the armband on my left arm.
The barrier finally succumbed to the bullets and broke, there were now three layers between and the bullets.
I activated invisibility, made sure that all my presence was erased, and this ti I poured mana into my armband.
The armband glowed, a blue colored gas spread on both sides of and they quickly started to take the shape of a person.
The second layer also broke while the gases from the armband solidified, forming a copy of .
Finally, the third layer broke, and that was the end of the formation of the clones.
I didn't wait for the fourth and final layer to break. The mont the clones finished forming, I brought down the flas that were rapidly draining a very large portion of my mana.
Nearly nine dwarves stood at the door of the room with their weapons trained on , facing my two clones in the dissipating flas. A few of them were reloading their weapons, while those who could still shoot were surprised when the flas suddenly ca down. They were clearly panicked as my two clones, their clothes not even torn, looked at them expressionlessly, emotionless.
I gave the clones a simple order, to attack the dwarves in this room and hold out as long as they could, despite the support that would co.
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