tkworld Chapter 106: COORDINATION
Chapter 106: COORDINATION
Silas stared straight into the flames, his gaze serious.
He looked to the side.
There were new people.
Alfred and Billie.
Brother and sister, both monsters of their own.
None of them said anything, but they acknowledged each other with silence.
Their eyes were fixed on the black flames.
"It looks similar to Han’s," Silas muttered beneath his breath.
It was a silent word, something no other person but him should have heard.
But he received a reply either way.
"Han was just a vessel that contained my seed. He might be strong, but don’t compare us."
The words reverberated through the air, echoing countless times over as if hundreds of people were repeating them.
But they all knew it was the same person and the same voice.
The flames suddenly shrank, everything converging into one point.
The floor beneath that point had long been destroyed, reduced to nothingness under the immense power of the black flames.
A golden bright lance formed in the air above Alfred.
With a single thought, it was hurled forward, ripping through the air in a violent whistle.
It made impact with the flames.
No sound. No explosion.
The spear was consumed fully before it could thrust through.
Alfred’s expression did not change.
"Seems like I have kept you all waiting for too long," Lilura’s voice echoed again. "And someone has gotten impatient."
The flames began to condense into one point, forming a human frame.
They began to recede almost instantly and from within them, a new figure appeared.
Lilura stepped out. Long black hair that reached her waist, deep black eyes that seemed to pierce beyond souls, a pitch black sleeveless dress that reached her knees, and dark gloves that stopped just at her elbows.
"Shall we begin?" She asked, spreading her palms wide.
A slow grin began to spread on her lips as she stared at the trio.
A vial appeared in Silas’s hand.
It was the Transcension Potion.
Without hesitation, he swallowed everything in a single gulp.
His body shook as a golden light erupted from his frame.
Lilura looked at him with a smile.
"Here, take mine and Michael’s. You might need them in the battle to come," she said, throwing two potions that appeared in her hand toward Silas.
He caught them and looked at Billie.
Then Alfred.
Neither of them seemed to have any interest.
He returned them to his AI space.
’Can’t waste so much money,’ he thought, his gaze intense as he looked at Lilura.
But he looked at them again.
His thoughts went back to the weapons he possessed, the special ones.
A spear appeared in his hand.
Without looking, he threw it to Alfred.
Alfred caught it and nodded in return.
The gauntlets he gave to Billie.
She looked at him, her crazed eyes flickering for a moment before she received them.
Finally, everyone was ready.
"Are you done with your foreplay?" Lilura asked, yawning with her left hand covering her mouth. "I can see why little Alfred here got too hasty."
They did not reply.
There was no need to.
As if linked by the same thought, they lunged.
The floor beneath them quaked, ripples spreading through the earth as it trembled violently from the combined weight of their steps.
Silas came in first, his katana streaking forward in a trail of flames and golden light.
Lilura sidestepped, letting the slash pass.
Her leg moved in tandem, smashing hard into Silas’s stomach.
Silas folded inward.
He could only endure so much before his body tore backward under the force of the kick.
Alfred drove his spear toward her rib before the leg could pull back.
A mote of flame appeared at the point of impact.
A ripple flew through Alfred’s arm as the spear made contact.
It did not budge. The spear could not gain an inch.
Alfred’s body ducked on impact, letting a kick fly past his head.
He rolled backward in the same movement.
Billie covered for him, her fist a burst of lightning as it aimed for Lilura’s head.
Lilura ducked, the punch passing over her head.
But the lightning did not.
It found her, arcing across her body.
Before Billie could press further, a hand was already in her face.
Her body was hurled through the air.
Lilura came up, her body enveloped in black flames that swallowed the lightning before it could spread further.
Alfred was already there, spear thrusting forward as all the air above it concentrated into a drill.
Lilura pushed the spear with her left hand, her right hand tearing forward in the same instant.
Alfred’s leg shot upward, catching the punch on his ankle.
A flicker of amusement flashed in Lilura’s eyes.
Alfred withdrew both spear and leg in the same breath and ducked.
A sound tore through the air, a wide arc of flame and light shooting toward Lilura’s neck.
Her axe appeared in her hand with a thought and she swung upward.
The spear brushed past Alfred’s hair, cutting most of it.
Black flames erupted along the axe’s edge as it sliced through the arc.
Before the axe could complete its oscillation, Alfred attacked.
Disregarding his now shorter hair, he thrust his spear into her heart.
For a moment, there was silence.
Then a crunch.
The sound of bones breaking.
Alfred was lifted into the air from his shoulder.
Lilura looked at him with calm eyes as she pulled the spear out with her free hand.
The hole closed as black flames surged through the surface.
She looked at Alfred suspended in the air.
The air shuddered.
Lightning danced in large arcs as Billie punched at Lilura’s chest.
The punch sent her flying, her body colliding with the building.
Before Alfred could fall, Silas caught him.
He gave him a restoration potion that had not taken full effect when Lilura’s fist came, mere inches away.
A shockwave.
Cracks spread through the ground as Billie caught the punch in her palm.
Lightning shot from the gauntlets into Lilura’s arms.
It barely hurt her.
But that was not Billie’s aim.
Her free hand ripped through the air in a violent eruption.
Lilura’s head burst into a mess of gore and blood.
It reformed in a wave of black flames almost immediately.
Billie had already left.
Alfred picked his spear from the floor as he touched what remained of his hair.
He nodded at Silas, almost too grateful.
But they had bigger problems to deal with.
Silas led.
His body erupted in a burst of light that blinded everything in the area, including Billie and Alfred.
Silas’s blade vibrated as he lunged.
He crossed the distance within a breath and swung wide at Lilura’s neck.
A resistance.
The katana pressed hard against a wall of dark flames.
Silas clenched his jaw as he poured more aether into the katana.
The light and flames flared along the katana’s edge, brighter.
The dark flames flickered.
But that was all.
Lilura caught Silas by the collar, her hand finding him despite the blinding light.
The light dimmed the moment Silas was lifted into the air.
His katana drove upward toward her chin.
Lilura tilted her head, the katana kissing her cheek and drawing a thin line of crimson.
Black flames sealed the mark before the blood could fully form.
Her grip tightened on the collar and she threw him straight into the sky, his body disappearing into the clouds above.
Alfred and Billie moved the instant Silas left her hand.
Alfred low, spear piercing toward her ribs.
Billie high, both gauntlets crackling as she drove both fists toward Lilura’s shoulders simultaneously.
Lilura dropped.
The spear passed over her. Billie’s fists detonated the air where her shoulders had been just moments ago.
From her position, she swung her axe in a full arc without standing.
Billie and Alfred jumped back, just enough for the axe to miss them.
Lilura stood, dark flames erupting along the edges of the axe.
A spear larger than a tree, made entirely of light, suddenly shot downward, pinning Lilura’s head into the earth beneath.
The impact spread through her body, destroying it in a mess of blood, gore, and bones.
Soon, Silas descended.
He landed close to Billie and Alfred.
Black flames erupted from beneath the pillar. The pillar was swallowed within a breath.
The flames condensed back into Lilura.
Her body was unscathed and as pristine as when she first appeared.
A dry chuckle escaped her lips.
"You three are remarkable," Lilura said, her axe flickering out of her hand.
"I almost had to try," she added.
Her head whipped upward to look at them.
"Sadly, you have to die for me to achieve my goal."
Silas shook his head at her cockiness.
Then the earth trembled.
Deep ravines split the earth beneath them.
The penthouse, barely holding on, was reduced to rubble in the blink of an eye.
The clouds above stirred madly.
Then they all moved, all of them, in tandem.
Several streams of energy flew through the air, mixing violently before they could even clash.