BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 1103: Levium (20)

One of the clones swooped down on a group of blackguards.

With its talons extended, the clone tore through the first soldier\'s armor like paper.

The man collapsed, his scream stifled. The clone didn\'t stop there, as he immediately pivoted to face the next threat.

There were two blackguards. Both of them attacked the clone from a distance.

A blackguard raised her weapon, energy crackling at its tip. The clone was faster. It lashed out with its beak, the metal-like appendage piercing the woman\'s throat. She gurgled, then went limp.

Levium noticed that and tossed the woman away, making her fall to the ground.

A gust of wind flew at the clone, taking the shape of a blade. The Chimaeric Demon tucked in its wings and rolled, avoiding the deadly wind blades.

As he steadied himself, the other blackguard unleashed an unidentified attack.

The clone\'s Metal Fur brain crystal power was exerted against it. The fire hit its metal-like feathers without injuring the clone, leaving only a small black spot.

<Shit!>

The Chimaeric Demon targeted the two blackguards with a Starlight Fireball. However, despite using multiple powers simultaneously, the soldiers dodged the attack.

This wasn\'t due to their own skill, but rather Levium\'s intervention, as he swiftly moved the two blackguards out of harm\'s way using his powers.

The demon\'s fireballs soared past them and continued their trajectory, exploding against the ground below them.

The clone pressed forward. There were many more targets in front of him, so he stopped targeting those two guys and set his sights on someone else.

Two more soldiers attacked the clone. He could do nothing but flap his wings and avoid some other attacks.

This time, though, the clone struck back. Its claws scratched one soldier\'s face, while its beak pierced the weak spot in the other\'s armor.

The clone gushed blood, mangled meat, and claimed human lives. The clone killed 2 of the 3 targets it had to kill.

Victory hinged on each clone killing at least three enemies. Falling short meant defeat, barring Erik\'s intervention-provided he could defeat Levium.

Despite everything, the Chimaeric Demon wasn\'t so lucky. His success didn\'t go unnoticed. Many blasts of different kinds of energy hit him at once.

The clone infused his Metal Fur brain crystal power with more mana. The enemy\'s mana usage increased in tandem with the damage he sustained.

The attacks deflected off its hardened feathers, but they hindered his flight, and he found himself struggling with the wind to regain control.

Close by, another Chimaeric Demon was fighting with the same intensity. He dove into a group of enemy soldiers, tearing them apart like butter.

Levium wasn\'t able to control the battlefield in its entirety, and that allowed the clone to exert some pressure and kill more and more of the soldiers.

But the blackguard was doing a great job, and the Chimaeric Demons fell too.

The demon then flew into another crowd of confused soldiers. It slashed and pierced, to the point his feathers got scarlet red because of the blood.

A large soldier got close to the creature. He swung a huge energy axe, sending it hurtling through the air.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The clone barely survived it—the axe almost cut off his head-and he healed himself immediately to avoid dying from blood loss.

As he set his sight on the man, the Chimaeric Demon flew toward him. After a barrage of starlight fireballs, the man stumbled back, and the clone seized the opportunity.

It grabbed him with both sets of talons and, using its beak, ripped his head off his torso.

However, in his last moments, the man made another energy axe. Before the clone could complete his task, the blackguard plunged the weapon deep into the Chimaeric Demon\'s imposing feathered chest.

The Chimaeric Demon let out a loud scream as he fell. Some of the clones stopped fighting, seeing their brother die.

But the battle became more brutal as soon as it resumed. The number of enemy soldiers was much bigger than that of Erik\'s clones, and they couldn\'t rest even for a second.

In addition, losing a brother meant killing more enemies to make up for it.

However, they were genuinely making progress. While there were still more enemies than Chimaeric Demons, their numbers were not infinite.

A soldier unleashed a strange energy blast, striking the Chimaeric Demon\'s wing. Unable to evade, the clone faltered mid-flight. In that split second of vulnerability, enemies swarmed from all directions. The creature let out one final, piercing screech before succumbing to the onslaught.

Many other clones fell to the same fate. One had just killed a soldier when a powerful energy blast hit him in the chest. Feathers fell from the sky all over the battlefield.

<What\'s the situation?> a clone asked.

<It\'s not good! There are too many enemies; we can\'t keep up with them!>

It was all Levium\'s fault.

The clone turned to his left and watched as another of his brothers fell through the sky, resembling a flaming ball or a meteor, inexorably heading towards the ground.

Meanwhile, Erik went through the chaotic battlefield. He darted between falling debris, clones, blackguards, and many bodies falling from the sky. Blasts of fire, wind, and many other kinds of energy cut the air as if they were a knife going through butter. Though the amount of blood around made it look more like the knife went through raw meat. A massive chunk of concrete plummeted from above. Erik spotted it at the last second, narrowly avoiding being crushed. As the debris neared, he darted beneath it, using the falling slab as cover to conceal his presence from those soaring overhead.

Then he did the same with a body that was free falling towards him. It was the corpse of a blackguard. It missed a head, but it wasn\'t the only injury on his body.

There was a huge burn mark on its back, and it was also missing a leg. The stump was losing copious amounts of blood, creating a bloody trail into the sky.

Erik used this to ascend further into the sky.

Levium was floating high above the battle. Getting to him looked nearly impossible. But just nearly. In truth, Erik got closer, higher. The man hadn\'t yet noticed Erik.

<Just some more...>

But while things were going well for him, the same couldn\'t be said for the Chimaeric Demons. There were too few of them to fight on equal ground with the blackguards. Their enemies weren\'t random thugs taken from the street like in Frant.