Chaos Heir

Chapter 1396: Outnumbered

George didn’t dare to turn, but his senses updated him on the troublesome scene. He had hoped to exploit that opportunity to fulfill his final goal, but evolved warriors kept hindering his plans.

The invaders’ leader didn’t care about George at all, his scarlet eyes still gazing at the city as black rivers kept expanding throughout its streets.

Meanwhile, the second one-horned figure seemed set on joining the battle on the street. He was shorter than his companion but still tall. He was far leaner, too, and long black hair fluttered alongside his cape while he descended through the air.

The differences didn’t stop at those superficial features. Trails of smoke detached themselves from the cloud’s main body to follow the leaner alien in his descent.

Part of that smoke fused with the gaseous, coiled shape around the alien’s arm, but the rest of it headed for the street, preceding the evolved warrior in his landing.

Still, the smoke that landed on the street didn’t expand. It rose while retaining its original size, revealing the four bloated-backed creatures that had guided it.

Those two-headed faceless monsters knelt to the floor, placing their four palms on the metal surface while their backs expanded even more. Smoke came out from cavities in those creatures’ hideous physical features, but that forceful release seemed to be too much to endure.

The bloated backs expanded until they reached the critical point, bursting open in a storm of black blood and dense smoke that filled the area.

Upside-down waterfalls rose from the street, fusing to become a gravity-defying torrent of black smoke that stood taller than the nearby buildings and hid the cloud’s main body behind.

The upside-down waterfall ended up submerging the descending leaner alien, too, hiding his figure. Yet, a spot at its base soon stretched forward, eventually opening to reveal the evolved warrior again.

The leaner alien advanced calmly while the waterfall condensed behind him, attaching itself to his back and following him. He looked in complete control of that energy, which almost resembled the state the two scouts had achieved after tearing off their horns, but differences existed.

Despite the scenery being completely darker-than-black, the smoke and the alien did feature differences in shades.

The alien was the blackest of them all, followed closely by the dense trail of smoke coiled around his arm. Meanwhile, the tide following him was somehow shallower and easier to study, vouching for its inferior state.

George wasn’t looking directly at the scene, but sensing it already confirmed his previous hypothesis. The True Chaos had different levels of power or existence. The monsters were at the bottom of the food chain, followed by the evolved warriors and the red-eyed being leading them.

The infamous God had to stand even above that, but George couldn’t consider such distant topics now. He was only aware that his number of opponents had doubled, and that neither was using their full power.

The one-horned aliens had access to a superior version of the smoke spreading through the city. Still, if the footage the Niqols had spread were to be applied to all the Scarlet Eyes, those evolved warriors could empower themselves by ripping off their horns, gaining access to the red-eyed leader’s level of energy.

’I shouldn’t have shown off,’ George realized.

One opponent was manageable, and George might have even miraculously pulled something off against the eventual superior True Chaos. Still, adding the numerical disadvantage brought his winning chances to zero.

Besides, George knew he wouldn’t find an opportunity to capture the leader’s attention anymore. His plan had failed, so he could only run and hope he could cut an escape route open.

As soon as George started having those thoughts, his right arm swung upward. The action wasn’t meant to begin his escape plan. It had been another instinctive gesture triggered by the attack that had flown in his direction.

A clinging noise resounded as the silver sword deflected the black blade, flinging it away. The burly, bald alien had thrown his weapon at George as soon as he sensed a shift in his mindset, ruining his plan before he could even begin to implement it.

The other evolved warrior had reached the area by then, bringing the smaller but still tall tide of smoke with him. George was surrounded from both sides now, and something told him that cutting a path through the nearby buildings wouldn’t do much for his escape.

Of course, George didn’t give up. He was in no state to surrender himself to defeat. He took a deep breath, exhaling loudly to steady his sharpness. He even pointed his blade at the burly enemy, only to discover that the other alien had done something similar.

The leaner alien threw a strange look at his companion, which was even stranger due to his completely black eyes. Still, George felt something similar to a rebuke joining the symphony, accompanied by a trail of smoke that circled him to reach the maimed evolved warrior.

The burly alien feigned ignorance while lifting his maimed hand, letting the trail of smoke land on it. The black gas enveloped it while a tinge of it flew toward his chest, condensing even more until it took shapes George could recognize.

In a matter of seconds, the burly alien regained his three severed fingers. The smoke from his companion even healed the shallow cut on his chest and fixed his black robe. The damage George had done was gone, but something else attracted his attention.

George frowned when a whooshing noise spread through the area. The event also distracted the two evolved warriors, who turned or lifted their gazes at the sky, squinting their black eyes to search for the source of that disturbance.

Luckily, George was relatively familiar with that source, and whistling noises abruptly resounded from his figure, filling the area with sharp silver light.

The evolved warriors didn’t let that take them by surprise. The burly alien deflected that light with his bare, just-fixed hand, while his companion let the smoke coiled around his arm deal with it.

That deflection took less than a second. In normal circumstances, George couldn’t have used that window to escape, but something followed, coming in his air.

The whooshing noise grew louder until a dark, cylindrical item appeared between the buildings, right above the two evolved warriors, exploding into a wave of scorching blue mana.