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Chapter 22 - {Bonus Chapter}An Encounter! [2]

No one could react before it happened.

Ramon was right beside the chubby Mr. Patrick when it happened.

The attack came so fast that in normal human terms, it was like being hit by the bullet of a sniper rifle from afar. You can't even see or hear it before it hits.

WHOOSH!

Not only did it cut through Mr. Patrick's head, it also cut through the red-haired man's head who kept on laughing maniacally till his death.

The blood from the academy instructor splattered on Ramon's face.

It was only after the attack hit that the soundwaves came.

"Self-Created Astral Technique: Assassination Discs!"

Thud!

Mr. Patrick's head fell and rolled on the market ground, the red-haired man's head also rolled and he was dead too.

"…!" Shaggy felt like he was having a nightmare as he witnessed this happen.

This was when the realization came into a certain boy's head.

Feeling the metallic taste of blood splatter on his lips that were opened in shock, for a moment, Ramon felt like he was going crazy.

The culprit of this attack finally appeared.

He rose up from a stone building stall 2 rows away from the current row of the market and as green wind energy surrounded him, he was able to levitate in the sky taking advantage of the power of the wind.

He slowly floated closer towards them.

This was a slim handsome green-haired young man on green robes with an arrogant smirk constantly plastered on his smiling face.

"What a pity, I thought he'll give me more of a fight".

"…!" Shaggy just could not believe what he was seeing.

The attention of this green-haired man finally turned to the little kid. "What a coincidence to meet a prodigy like you here!"

His voice sounded excited but Shaggy could detect the intense hatred hidden within it, he feared for their lives.

"The blessed ones of the heavens they call you, pathetic". He scoffed.

"Being a specialist does not make you heaven's chosen".

He grinned. "I am heaven's chosen!"

"And I will prove that by killing every single one of you fakes!"

One single movement of his hand and a cyclone appeared, the metal disc that killed Mr. Patrick already returned to him.

Shaggy tried his best to calm down as a lot of things went through his mind. 'We stand no chance against a Commander Stage Warrior'.

'From the cyclone, he's clearly a Mage Transmutator but somehow, his manipulation skills are so crazy that he managed to kill Mr. Patrick in one blow'.

He still shuddered, scared to accept the truth. 'Who is this man?'

As the green-haired man levitated closer, he seemed incensed by the fact that the little kid was not showing any signs of fear.

Petrified by the trauma of what just happened, for the past few seconds, Ramon heard nothing as he only stared at the detached head of Mr. Patrick.

"Fat man," He called weakly. "Fat man".

"Fat man!"

"FAT MAN!!!" Ramon roared as his eyes became bloodshot.

"I'll kill you!" Ramon's golden astral energy erupted like an avalanche the next moment as his sheer rage at this moment became fuel to his burning sea of consciousness.

In one smooth draw, Ramon unsheathed Storm Breaker, not giving a damn about the power level of the opponent compared to himself.

"No!" Shaggy cried desperately but Ramon already lost it.

Before Ramon could move though…

Bzzz!

Gray energy erupted as an isolation shield completely formed out of gravity energy appeared the next moment, isolating Ramon and Shaggy in it.

"Minion of the Fate Society, what business do you have here?!" 

A familiar voice!

They heard it but it didn't sound normal, at this moment, the voice of the HOD of the Wildlife Department sounded incensed and full of rage.

The green-haired man finally showed shock. "He survived?"

"Where are you talking from?"

Bzzz!

More gray energy appeared.

And the next moment, the detached head and body of Mr. Patrick became mere gray matter as another Mr. Patrick, the real one appeared standing beside the isolation shield that he created.

With his eyes fully focused on the green-haired man this time, Mr. Patrick scolded someone else without listening to him. "You fool! That was not the correct decision to make!"

"Is that what you were taught in your sword department?"

"One of the essential skills of a strong astral warrior is learning how to evaluate your strength and the strength of your enemy?"

"You think because you dominate your classmates you've suddenly become strong enough to stand up against a Commander Stage Warrior?!"

"Foolish!"

"That is delusion!"

"You would die in less than a second!"

"…" Ramon could not speak; he could not even react.

He did not know how to react; the past few seconds were a crazy rollercoaster to his emotions as he still felt riled up and confused.

Mr. Patrick ignored Ramon like he was not just referring to him as his serious gaze remained fixated on the green-haired man. "What business do you have here?"

The green-haired man had a look of curiosity and fascination on his face. "How did you survive?"

Mr. Patrick remained stone-faced. "If this was me of 5 years ago, I would be dead to that attack of yours".

"Gravity is a force pulling together all matter".

"The more matter, the more gravity".

"I spent decades meditating on the true essence of gravity and 5 years ago, I got a wisp into one of its mysteries. It took me 3 years of constant work before I was able to create this trump card and you made me use it for the first time since then".

"Gravitational force exists only between 2 particles, and gravitational force is directly proportional to the product of the mass of the two bodies".

"These are some of the basics to learn in gravity class".

"My ability works by setting 2 targets as the particles. By sacrificing half of our astral energy, I am able to partially create a doppelganger of true mass from our body mass that can act as my substitute body for a dozen seconds".

"Of course, I am the first target, while your partner, the red-haired one was my 2nd target".

Mr. Patrick's eyes narrowed. "I tell you all these because you won't live to tell it to another soul".

"I can already tell that your specialty is ambush attack".

"Even if it is not, today, you shall die to my blade!"

Mr. Patrick finally unsheathed his broad sword fully for the first time before Ramon and despite inside the protection of the isolation shield, he felt lightheaded.

BZZZZ!

It was like the gravity of this world descended in this part of the market as all the surrounding stone building stalls in a 50-meter radius were leveled to the ground, a display of Mr. Patrick's astonishing power.

Due to the panic, all the buyers and sellers already ran from this area which meant that no one died to his casual display of power.

Despite seeing him unsheathe his sword, the green-haired man showed no panic as he was amazed by the explanation. "Amazing!"

"Truly amazing! The boss really told me I won't be able to kill you!"

"Damn! I'm thrilled and disappointed at the same time, you're truly powerful like they say Mr. Patrick!"

Mr. Patrick gave no heed to his opponent, his black eyeballs soon turned gray then he did it as all his muscles bulged.

"Astral Sword Technique: Thousand Streams of the Red Sea!"

"Astral Transmutation Technique: Gravity Application!

BZZZZ!

Mr. Patrick slashed with his sword and within the radius of 100 meters around here, it was like a thousand broad swords powered by gravity appeared in the sky and were all attacking as they leveled entire buildings to the ground.

The only safe spot was the isolation shield that protected 2 people.

"…!" Ramon and Shaggy watched with awe printed all over their faces.

'So much power!' Ramon felt an even stronger yearning for it.

'I am not strong enough!' He felt a deep hunger for power.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Across 100 meters, everything was destroyed yet when the barrage died down, what was left behind was a parting message. 

"I'm not stupid enough to fight you in a head-on confrontation".

"Yet, you cannot kill me if I want to escape".

"I am the wind itself".

2 seconds later, the last 2 messages came. "Beware, the Fate Society is inevitable, we carry the will of the Fate Destroying Emperor".

"We will come back when you all least expect it".

Mr. Patrick frowned. "He escaped".