Chapter 40: Terrence vs. EMA
Chapter 40: Terrence vs. EMA
The notifications slammed into Terrence like a second heartbeat forged from war itself.
[Timeline Memory Bleed Activated]
[Importing Combat Experience...]
[Importing Legendary Physique...]
[Importing Muscle Memory...]
[Importing Bloodwork...]
[Importing Masteries...]
[Total Mastery Imported: 30 years]
[Skill Level Achieved: Grandmaster]
[Eternal Library has updated!]
Power surged through every fiber of his being. Thirty years of brutal, unrelenting combat experience fused seamlessly with his current body. His muscles remembered movements he had never performed in this life. His bones carried the density of legends. His blood sang with lethal adaptability. Every technique, every instinct, every hard-won mastery settled into place like they had always belonged to him.
He was no longer just strong.
He was inevitable
.
The Elemental Apostle smiled maliciously and clenched his fists. They started to flash between different elements. He seen that Terrence was distracted and decided this was the perfect time to end this.
Flames, frost, lightning, stone, and acid swirled violently around the Apostle’s hands in chaotic rotation. The air warped and hissed around him as he prepared to unleash a catastrophic elemental barrage at point-blank range.
That’s until he heard deep echoed laughter. It was from Terrence.
"Time to get serious."
WHIFF.
Terrence appeared behind the Elemental Apostle with an emotionless expression and his arms crossed.
The Apostle froze mid-motion, eyes glazed over in pure shock. The swirling elements in his fists flickered erratically, unable to stabilize. His body refused to turn. He was petrified not by fear, but by the overwhelming presence now standing at his back. The temperature in the chamber plummeted as Terrence’s golden eyes bore into the back of his skull.
"Death would be mercy, but I’d rather you die in an infinite loop with every evil and vile thing you’ve ever done happening to you."
Terrence started to walk off slowly.
"Your Elemental Snake Summons are now for my use. Go to hell."
SNAP.
With a flaming outburst, a large golden fire Snake Summon manifested in front of the frozen Elemental Apostle. It looked like it was smiling widely, lava and smoke looked to be dripping out of its large fanged mouth.
The colossal serpent coiled into existence with regal menace. Its scales shimmered like molten gold and liquid obsidian, body thick enough to wrap around a city bus. Molten lava dripped from its fanged maw like saliva, hissing where it struck the floor and burning perfect circles into reinforced steel. Its eyes glowed with ancient, malevolent intelligence.
The Elemental Apostle heard it in his mind.
"SSSss finally!" It hissed with excitement. "I’m finally free from you and those disgusting other five weaklings! It will be my pleasure to honor my new Master and transport you to the home where you were suppose to be born in."
The Apostle’s eyes widened in horror as an invisible force gripped his body. His feet left the ground. He thrashed wildly, trying to summon any element to save himself, but nothing answered. The golden serpent opened its massive jaws, revealing a swirling fiery portal inside its throat. Dozens of flames roared like a furnace to hell itself.
With a powerful suction noise, the Elemental Apostle was violently yanked forward. His screams echoed as his body shot upward and disappeared into the blazing portal. The serpent’s jaws slammed shut with bone-rattling finality. For a few seconds its glowing eyes focused on Terrence with clear interest and reverence.
It then smirked with reverence and with a wink and nod, it dispelled itself in a burst of golden embers that scattered across the chamber like celebratory sparks.
[Elemental Malignant Apostle killed.]
[5 Malignant Apostles left.]
Terrence looked upwards.
The other Malignant Apostles were above on different floors of the Summit. They were either unaware or uncaring of what was happening beneath them most likely the latter.
The black tower thrummed with residual power, its upper levels still radiating arrogant confidence. They probably assumed the lower-level alarms were just another failed experiment or a minor security breach. How typical.
He slowly smirked widely with amusement.
"Did you miss me?" He questioned to no one in particular.
[Haha you know they did.]
"Then let’s give them a show."
Terrence rolled his shoulders, feeling the full weight of thirty years of imported mastery settle into his bones. The Legendary Physique made every breath feel like raw power. His blood sang with lethal potential. Grandmaster-level instincts whispered the most efficient ways to end lives on every floor above him.
His glance and smirk fell down as his senses picked up something.
"Looks like another Malignant Apostle is heading underneath.." he stated with a curious emotionless tone.
[You going down or continuing up?]
"Should already know the answer to that. These Malignant Apostles wouldn’t kill a clone of mine with one percent of my power."
[Daammn okay! I see you! Balls dropping lower than the current gas prices.]
Terrence chuckled at that before shaking his head.
"Enough stalling." he settled down as a golden aura started to take shape around his form.
Back to Khoi City
Isis still stood frozen in shock, eyes focused on the spot where Terrence had just left her.
" I need to go there. I’m going to kill six Apostles that deserve to die for what they’re planning on doing to the innocent."
He was definitely talking about the Apostles in the Summit, but she wondered what he had seen for him to want to kill them.
She knew that whatever it was..to make a person like Terrence of all people to wear an expression like that..
Words probably couldn’t explain it.
"HEY YOU!"
The loud voice broke her out of her stupor.
"Don’t you see what’s going on?!" The Apostle placed a firm hand on her shoulder and turned her around. "You must want to be kill-"
He paused as he got a full look at her.
Isis stared back, her silver eyes widening in familiarity.
No..this can’t be-
"Isis..is it really you?"
His voice was similar to the last time she heard it, but yet changed because he clearly got older.
It was him..her little brother.
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