BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

1138  The battle for Maynard Island (15)

<Fuck… It never worked until now!>

[That's because they didn't expect this attack. The Chimaeric Demons are keeping them occupied, and your attack appeared to target their commander. They would have never allowed you to do this damage. Look at how many barrier masters are there!]

Erik watched below. There were many of them. In fact, the number of shields protecting the blackguards from harm was astronomical. At that point, the battlefield changed. The undead had taken the front, while the blackguards went to the back of the formation. That was also why Erik killed more blackguards rather than undead. But that wasn't necessarily good, because the undead Chimaeric Demons were still fighting, and they were the real problem. Regardless, for a moment, it looked like Erik's gambit worked because the clones got a little bit of respite. But Monica saw this, and she didn't like it. She ordered the wyvern to fly low; it was already producing flames from its mouth.

"No, you won't!" <System, allocate all the attribute points I gathered to Energy.>

<Mighty Fine!>

[90 attribute points allocated to Energy. 1592 energy points available. Available mana 47,790]

<Great.>

The wyvern almost got to the Chimaeric Demons, but Erik got close enough to release a massive wind blade to Monica and not fail. The creature had to do something, or its rider would die. It diverted its fire toward the wind blade. The heat and the power behind Erik's attack dissipated. But it didn't stop Monica.

Her mana flared, a wave of energy healing most of her troops. However, that had not only the effect of closing their wounds but also giving their vigor back. The blackguards resumed their attacks with renewed ferocity, their wounds healed, and their strength restored. The battlefield once again erupted into chaos as the two sides clashed, the tide of battle shifting unpredictably. Erik attacked again, using wind and fire to create a powerful whirlwind aimed at Monica and her undead wyvern. But the woman was quick to react. She ordered her wyvern to dive, avoiding Erik's attack. The wyvern's rotting wings flapped hard, creating a wind that scattered some of Erik's elemental attack's power.

"Is that all you've got?" Monica said. The wyvern turned towards him and started chasing Erik again.

Erik found himself in a dangerous aerial battle with the wyvern again. The undead creature was forcing him to use all his brain crystal powers and skills to stay alive.

He could feel its foul breath close behind him, forcing him to slow time down.

That made the wyvern's movements easier to see and avoid. The young man used this chance to move away, avoiding a potentially fatal attack.

The wyvern's claws missed Erik as he dodged its attacks, but just barely. He then got some distance from the beast and stopped injecting mana into the Time Freeze brain crystal power. <Shit…> Erik was out of breath. Using Time Freeze so often was quickly draining his energy reserves. He knew he couldn't keep doing this forever, but if he stopped, the undead monster would likely kill him. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Monica laughed from her seat on the wyvern's back. "Already with your back on the wall, Erik? We've only just begun!"

The wyvern attacked again, seeming to move even faster than before. Erik had to use Time Freeze once more, pushing himself to his limits, but he got his mana back again a couple of minutes earlier, so he was still able to keep up with the creature.

Suddenly, a sharp crack echoed across the battlefield. Monica jerked, her concentration breaking for a split second as blood blossomed from her shoulder.

<Emily.> She had taken her shot. Unfortunately, she missed the third commander's head.

Yet Erik saw his chance. He created a powerful mix of water and fire to flood the area in vapor, then he warped, teleporting directly on top of the dragon's back.

His hand closed around her throat, but the woman, while closing her wound, while being helped by the wyvern, freed herself and gripped Erik in a chokehold of her own. However, she realized she didn't have the strength to kill Erik like this. She left the choke and jumped into the sky. She had to get as far away from Erik as possible. However, the black wyvern twisted on itself, dismounting Erik and grabbing the woman before she could free fall.

"Shit."

"Nice try!"

But Monica's eyes blazed with hatred. "I'm wondering, Erik Romano!" She said while the young man evaded another one of the wyvern's attacks. "You think killing me will change anything? You have no idea what forces you're dealing with!"

Erik avoided a swing from the wyvern. "Then why don't you enlighten me?"

Before Monica could respond, a roar from above caught their attention. The wyvern snapped his jaws at him.

Erik cursed.

Time slowed as the wyvern's jaws gaped wide, flames building in its throat. Erik Warped, but the Wyvern found him easily.

The undead's flames engulfed Erik, his Force Bastion straining against the temperature. He felt the heat seeping through, his skin blistering despite his defenses. Erik activated the water-controlling power he had gotten from Terra. That helped to defend against the flames.

"There are more of us you can imagine, Erik Romano. What you are seeing here is no longer the best of what we have. I, who was once the strongest, am not anymore! Even if you defeat us here, we have hundreds of thousands of soldiers elsewhere, and they won't be as weak as the three Vindicators you fought today."

"Are you done spouting bullshit?"

"Bullshit? Oh, you will see... Erik Romano. What we achieved is something even your biological supercomputer can't achieve!"

"Are you talking about the increase in physical strength your troops got with just two powers?"

The woman grimaced for a second.

"That's it! Sorry to disappoint you, but the biological supercomputer didn't give me all that might because it's dangerous."

"Dangerous?" But then she scoffed. "You are just trying to mess with me."

"Yeah, that's true," he said, avoiding another torrent of flames. "But it is also the truth."

"What do you mean with dangerous?" the woman asked.

"You wish, I'll tell you!"

"You fucker!"

Then Monica turned. She finally understood from where the sniper attacked.