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Chapter 56: Chapter 55: Precious son of the Rent Family

"Seriously? Barely a few days and you've created such a mess. Incredible man!"

As the mist caused by the destruction subsided, Atlas appeared in the path of the chaotic crossfire, lightning Aura crackling wildly in his palms.

"Ehhhh..." Hugh waved weakly at Atlas, collapsing on the ground due to exhaustion. Using that series of techniques really drained him completely.

Blade on the other hand knelt on the frenzy patterns of earth, supporting himself with his blade as he exhaled for a deep breath of air.

Nova dashed beside Blade, apprehending him with one arm over his neck. He felt quite a vigorous resistance which was accurately comparable to a Tier 1 Axonn's strength. "That was amusing! Aren't you a Tier 9 Tyro? How did you manage to produce such power and damage?"

"That's a secret I can't reveal." Blade smiled. He was surprisingly still losing a front tooth at the age of 13, his permanent teeth growing at a seemingly slow pace.

"You can let him go Nova. I believe he can become a good friend of ours." Hugh got up, limping towards Blade until his foot finally recovered and aided Blade to get up.

"That's actually a good idea, we need some more help for our mission." Atlas whispered to Nova. "You also saw that kid using one arm the whole fight right?"

Nova nodded with approval. Indeed. As bystanders, it was not difficult to notice the boy named Blade simply using a single arm to control his body movement with the other kept behind his back.

"What are guys doing here anyway? And how did you find me?" Hugh murmured 'GG' to Blade before asking.

"Well, that's something we'll have to discuss on private. And naming your gym Kent gym? There's nothing more obvious than that."

"I see. We can go upstairs to hold this conversation. But first, I gotta settle these people down."

Atlas watched as Hugh drowned in the embrace of the confused yet happy children. [He's damn good as a protector of people.]

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Gathered upstairs, were a group of 12 of mixed ethnicity, but all with the same purpose, to take down the Sinister Scales.

Hugh was all around supportive. For Blade, well, he claimed that his sensei requested him to explore the world on his own. Blade is really inert and has never stepped out to the outside world when he was young, so he is always mildly blur to surrounding and during interactions.

Ever since, he has been grinding with the Dexter Billboard just to encounter Warriors equivalent to him. He accepted this offer without hesitation.

He was up for a challenge.

"A Tier 6 Elite. One Tier 5 Expert and Tyro. As well as more than 10 Axonns and a double decker school bus of Aura Users. Blackbear! I thought you said it'll be easy!" Fatsoy glowered at Blackbear, slapping his cheeks as if trying to wake up from a mortifying nightmare.

It was lucid that Fatsoy was expressing sarcasm, but nevertheless, the fact that the enemy has outnumbered them greatly cannot be neglected.

"No need to panic. I already have a perfect solution for that case." Atlas said. "Serpent. May you kindly present your speech.

Serpent scanned the room before opening his mouth. "Anyone close to me would know what I'm a little infamous for— inventing poison."

Lady Scorpio, Percy, Blackbear, Fatsoy, Louis and even Atlas shivered slightly. You said little?! Says the person who dropped poison into an opposing mercenary's water source and disabled almost every person for 24 hours. They completed that hired mission without a drop of sweat and obtained the stolen expensive orb of whatever it was to its original owner in less than a day.

"There's a formula I have. It will enable us to wipe out the Sinister Scales, because it can kill a Tier 3 Axonn almost instantly. Its even poisonous enough to paralyze a Tier 5 Axonn for nearly 10 minutes."

Nearly everyone gasped in astonishment, but Petal remained dubious, countering with another question. "We're talking bout a Tier 6 Axonn here. That's the main problem."

"Let me get there. From my extensive tests and speculations, my A07 can temporarily paralyze a Tier 6 Axonn. I do not know how long in exact. But..." he grinned. "Even a few seconds is enough for Warriors like us to strike."

"However..." this word lowered the expectation in their hearts. "I don't think I can find effective or matching venom here. The city area does not have the snakes or scorpions they have in the deserts."

Petal raised her arm. "I'll help you create it. I have some knowledge in inventing paralyzing and sleep powdered too."

Nova murmured. "And there is most likely a black market farm in Daxrim City which generates the ingredients you require. If that doesn't work out, I can still probably solve that problem."

The Coiling Dragon Arena is sure to be selling weird stuff like that.

"Since we now have an immaculate solution, all we require is Borus's presence. We should not even think a second about entering the tiger's cave, because we'd lose the upper hand of territorial advantage. We could just invite him here but he'll decline for as its clearly a trap. What we need is a bait. To lure him in, or to even force him to come."

Blackbear said. "I heard he's a very lustful man. Maybe seduce tactic? Lady Scorpio, you've never failed that before right?"

"No. Bad idea." Atlas shook his head and rejected that plan. "Borus is a Tier 6 Axonn. How would he not be able to sense that she's a Warrior too? It's too risky."

"I can provide more information." All eyes shifted to Hugh. "According to my years of hunting and research, the Rent Family is extremely close to the Sinister Scales."

Everyone frowned with bewilderment to Hugh's conversation, but Atlas motioned him to go on. "The Rent Family has not valuable enough for the Sinister Scales to lay their eyes on. So I'm assuming it's a person that links them together."

"So if we capture that person, it may draw Borus to us?"

"There is a huge possibility it can work, but also a degree of uncertainty it won't."

"Here comes the most important question, who's volunteering to face Borus? I mean, the head of the pack needs to be slain in order to claim the victory."

Atlas snapped his finger and a spark zapped midair. "Either Nova or I. We're both fast."

"Well then, it's settled. All we gotta do is prepare and investigate the connections between the Rent Family and the Sinister Scales. We are dismissed." Nova declared, ending the confidential meeting.

"Before we separate, let's go have lunch first. Hear that growl? I'm starving." Atlas's stomach grumbled loud enough to echo longingly in the room.

The Summit Five Star Hotel is elaborately lavish. And it had awesome food to set off its glamour.

As a celebration for being upgraded into a Class 1 Mercenary, they feasted in one of the private rooms they had to pay a high price for in order to accommodate them all, ordering the best delicacies.

"Woah! So how does mercenaries work? Like how does the whole thing operate? Where do you get firearms and ammunition....?" Tristan asked curiously, begging for an answer and another continuously.

Blade was clearly not an outgoing person, honing his Blade thoroughly even though the rust was internally inscribed in the sharp solid surface while listening to the conversation quietly and calmly.

"It's complicated. You create your mercenary. You register. You advertise it to the upper community. Then you prove yourself through your first job. Then..." Blackbear began answering Tristan.

The mood settled zestfully and the rest continued eating their food, enjoying the time of their lives.

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"Huwww—" a stream of vomit bursted from the mouth of the young man's steaming red face. Few other young men with disheveled appearance patted his back to comfort his drunk ass body while few middle aged men in black suit guarded the toilet door with an emotionless look, glaring at the passerby until their scurried off.

The reeking stench of alcohol vomit mixture drove all signs of sanity away from the youngster's brains.

The young man who threw up gargled, "Boys! Tonight we drink... more!"

"Whoo!"

"Yeah!"

Tumbling and falling, they headed to their private room.

"Young master! I think you're going to the incorrect room. It's over..." one of the guards realized that the young man was opening the door of a different private room.

The young man shouted angrily, kicking open the door. "Shut the f*ck up. This is... my room!"

The body guards sighed. Sad for the people inside. They'll probably have to throw them out for no reason at all.

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Atlas heard some crazy guy shouting vulgarities outside in the hall before the door got kicked open.

The young man squinted to improve his myopic vision. "What the... f*ck are you doing in my private room! Get out! Guards! Throw them out! I don't want to... see them ever again!"

Everyone paused at the things they were doing, staring at the insane young man who was screaming hoarsely at the top of his lungs with perplexity and indignation.

"Wait? Bob?" Atlas recognized the drunken squealing man. It is the 'bully' Bob from BeiLing School that he attended for a day with... Vanellope.

Atlas felt a painful jerk in his heart. [Imagine if she was by my side...]

"You! You are the Bob who clearly isn't a Bob!" The drunk Bob mumbled words that didn't really make any sense, his face piping red as if blood would pour out in any second.

One of his friends with a less blur mind pointed at Atlas. "You will pay for attacking us last time! We cannot break the rules in school! But you are in no control here!"

"Yeah!" Another young man, who Atlas remembered cried from falling on the ground last time, hung one arm around Bob. "Do you know who our number one bro is?! He is the precious son of the Rent Family you puny peasant! Get out by yourself and kneel like a dog!"

Bob smiled drunkenly. He enjoyed the compliment profoundly.

Atlas, Hugh and Nova exchanged whimsical glances.

Nice stroke of Serendipity?


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Chapter 57: Chapter 56: A Shrine in A Pendant?

Bob leaned like jelly on two of his friends for support, for as the alcohol began taking effect. "Guards! Let everyone go! I want to see him solely suffer. Painfully. Slowly."

Wanting to impress their young master, the first bodyguard crept forward.

[Really? You're going to send a Tier 5 intermediate to fight an Axonn?] everyone gave the idiotic guard a pitiful look. They returned to their original seats, unbothered.

Aura Users? They can at most dodge bullets or bend metal with utilization of Aura and the brute force of their strengthened physical body.

Axonns can project Aura, deflect bullets or produce massive destruction through performing secret techniques. They have partially exceeded the limitations of the human body, defying the laws of Physics.

"Puh!" The man vomited air out as Atlas jabbed him in the guts, falling down in agony.

"No way!" Drunk Bob immediately sobered up a little. He literally saw this bodyguard splitting a boulder into half with his bare hands! How did he get defeated so easily?

Soon, hatred enveloped him. This kid is constantly taunting him. In school! And even before his body guards!

But he wasn't worried, because he has a master card up his sleeve. He saw his father being super respectful to a new bodyguard he hired. He must be strong. And he was by his side.

"Zhafir. Your turn." Bob motioned to the man in dark skin beside him with slight respect and politeness. Unlike the other guards, Zhafir spoke in a more genuine tone.

"Yes young master."

He stood out.

Atlas frowned.

Solely judging on his sinister presence, this man excelled a whole level above the other bodyguards.

The man who is currently walking out is a Tier 1 Expert Axonn. How can the Rent family afford to invite such an expensive bodyguard when they aren't even considered close to a Class 3 Family?

"Kid. Kneel down so I won't have to break your limbs." Zhafir inched forwards, removing his jacket as if it would add some special effects.

"I'm not going to waste any time." Atlas concentrated his electric Aura within his clasping palms. He's testing if he can blast the hell out of that Axonn like he did with the old man.

Atlas felt a budge on his shoulder.

Nova retrieved his hand. "We don't want him dead. Keep him as alive as possible. There might be information obtainable."

"Roger."

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After 10 seconds later.

All the alcohol has expired through the cold sweat that drenched his forehead.

Bob has never seen a person beat up so badly until he can't become recognized.

Zhafir, the bodyguard who he had high hopes for, was beaten to a pulp, his features swollen like an abnormal, inflated balloon.

The rest of the bodyguards shivered in the corner in fear. Their superior gave them orders to obey Zhafir's every command, because he is a legendary Axonn!

Witnessing a 'god' get thrashed in front of their disbelieving eyes, inferiority washed over their hearts and mind, disabling their ability to process the situation and react.

"Hello inferior Bob! Remember me? Your friendly neighborhood Atlas over here. And yes. That is my real name." Atlas snapped Bob out of his trance of traumatization. "Listen. We don't really need to hurt you. As long as you tell us where the Rent Family is located...."

"I'll show you! Don't hurt me! I'll lead you there!" Haven't gotten a chance to finish his sentence, Bob has already begun weeping without dignity, succumbed to Atlas's non-threatening threatening.

Atlas looked behind to the gang with confirmation. This is the so called precious son of the Rent Family? His spirit is weak. Easily broken.

Hmmm— Hmmm—

Something vibrated inside of Bob's pocket.

Searching his pocket, they found a phone. On the display screen, wrote "Uncle Chris Rent".

Hugh clenched his fist upon witnessing that name. The humiliation from letting him escape the last time enraged him.

"You better behave kid."

Atlas answered the phone and activated speaker, commanding him to speak into it.

"Hello. Hi uncle Chris." Feeling the cold sting of the parazonium of Nova's against his weak, trembling throat, Bob held down his urge to cry, flattening his tone difficultly. "I'm wondering if you could ask the maids to prepare some snack and beverages for some..."

He glanced up. "Some new, kind friends I made. Thanks. I'll see you later uncle."

Beep— then after a while, the phone hung up.

"Good job Bob. Now we require you to guide us to the Rent Family."

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Barnes Rent has never been so beaten before.

His establishment was crumbling so swiftly. His men were frail children in the face of the intruders. One by one, they were knocked out, peeling away the layers of self induced confidence around his heart.

[Who are you! What do you want!] he screamed in his heart as he used Spiritual Projection to spectate the people striding along the corridor and nearing his master room.

One Tier 1 Axonn, 5 Axonns who's rank he could not detect, as well as a pair of Aura Users whom he saw were dominating over all his men.

They are an unstoppable force.

Bam! The grand door slammed open, bits and morsels of splinters sprinkling the red carpet. And in a purple flash, he felt an icy, indestructible snake coiling around him, immobilizing him to even make the slightest resistance.

He tried to twist his wrist but as if the object was designed to lock its target stationary, he could not propel himself by initiating a thrust through Aura Projection.

{Rather than lamenting for something I temporarily cannot achieve, I went on to explore this lonely world.}

Atlas was relieved when he heard Nam speaking again. Nam had shut down after Atlas's phone call to Hugh. It seems like he has a big discovery.

{You know how I explained that this world had no other being except for me? Yeah. I wasn't lying. But now I'm not certain anymore.}

[What do you mean?] Atlas sort of did a dab like move to evade the Aura coated tip of a spear, catching the wooden pole between his right arm and armpit. [So there're other living beings?]

{No. No other living beings. I am technically not a living being too. Anyway, where I usually rest in this world, is a plain field of greenery.}

Atlas activated his chain. It increased to 2 meters and he flung the end of his chain to collect the range of weapons scattered on the corridor, from melee to firearms. He is getting used to this amazing weapon and figuring out its most effective style of attack or defense. [And So?]

{There's a shrine now. Erected without my knowledge.}

[A shrine?!] Atlas halted from this unexpected answer. [Does it look nice? Did you check it out?]

{I tried to unlock the front gate. No luck. I did find a stand by the door though. There's a stone... a stone dazzling with whitish substance. I don't know what to do with it, so thought a Warrior like you would figure it out.}

[You mean an Aura Stone? Aura stones contains Aura and is pretty common amongst...] Atlas was communicating with Nam before a warm gush of air vented up his brain.

Our brain is basically a vast sea designed to accommodate unlimited knowledge.

Students always have trouble accomplishing one thing— memorizing texts or poems.

In Atlas's case, that wasn't a problem.

This geyser of air plummeted into the sea, forming into a paragraph of words that solidified in liquid.

{Atlas. After I squeezed it a little, it crumbled and something flew out.}

Atlas bopped his head. [Very late of a warning, Nam.]

{Woah. Okay. Okay. Atlas. Try to think. Hard. Very hard. If you feel something, channel it to... your chain.}

[Why? You might have inserted drugs into my brain!]

{I'm reading a manuel... never mind. It's too complicated to explain. Just do it!}

Atlas rolled his eyes.

Here we go?

Atlas scratched his scalp. [Is anything supposed to happen?]

Here we go?

[Nope. Still failed.]

As the group approached the grand door that lead to a luxurious master bedroom, Nova noticed Atlas's weird behavior. "Ssps. Atlas. Still online?"

"Yeah! Of course I am!"

[Imma ignore this dumb crap.]

Surrendering, Atlas released his Third Eye to scan the room.

It hit the jackpot.

[Nam! I think you really injected some drug in me.] Atlas felt a fever hot sensation in his mind, which soon retreated from its stronghold, maneuvering through his chest, along his arm, and into its final destination.

As the chain in Atlas's grasp glowed more and more luminously, Nova reminded Atlas in case he somehow did not notice the light that couldn't be any brighter. "Bro, I think your chain is going crazy!"

"Bind... Lock away... Seal... Blo..."

The words whispering in his head were drowned by his own perplexed thoughts.

Before Atlas could react, the chain expanded in length rapidly, darting through the door with a loud bang and into the room like a homing missile onto a target.

The next thing he knew, was that a middle-aged Tier 1 Axonn was already wrapped in a bundle like how crabs are constricted before they are served on plates.


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