EVIL RISING AGAIN!-Chapter 12: Harbinger Rising

Chapter 12: Harbinger Rising

The wind howled as night cloaked the city, a veil of darkness pierced only by flickering neon and the distant echo of sirens. Far above the sleeping world, Tian Mo stood at the edge of a high-rise rooftop, eyes scanning the horizon.

His senses were sharper now—his aura restrained but oppressive, like a coiled beast watching from behind silk curtains. With the Foundation Building realm secured, the air itself bent slightly around him.

Anna lay sleeping within his sanctum, her Qi stabilized by his technique. Their bond had deepened beyond lust, evolving into something darker—something binding. He had carved a seed of his will into her spiritual sea. She now carried a fragment of his essence, willingly.

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He smirked.

"She'll be useful."

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. A ripple—sharp, violent, purposeful—cut through the ley lines like a sword dipped in lightning.

He turned.

Something... no, someone had entered this world.

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Across the city, a private jet touched down on a restricted runway. A black-suited envoy waited at the tarmac, trembling as the plane's doors opened.

The first foot to step out was bare. Pale. Silent.

The Harbinger didn't wear armor. She didn't need to. Her body was covered in crimson runes that shifted with every breath. Her long silver hair trailed behind like a blade's whisper.

Eyes as dark as starless voids peered out beneath a porcelain mask.

"You will take me to the anomaly," she said.

Her voice was not loud.

But it cracked the concrete beneath her.

The envoy swallowed and bowed. "Y-yes, Harbinger."

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Tian Mo returned to his sanctum and found Anna curled in his bed, arms wrapped around one of his shirts. She stirred as he entered, her eyes half-lidded, body warm and pliant from their last encounter.

He brushed a finger across her cheek. "Dress. We're going hunting."

She blinked. "Now?"

"There's a new player in the game. And I intend to meet her first."

Anna's lips curved. "Am I bait?"

"You're leverage."

She stood and obeyed without question.

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That night, Tian Mo led Anna through the underbelly of the city—a forgotten subway tunnel, once used during wartime. He painted sigils in black blood on the walls, erecting a spiritual formation that would both shield and amplify his power.

He knelt and placed his palm to the stone floor. A flicker of demonic energy raced through the runes.

"She'll come here," he said.

Anna leaned into him. "And if she's stronger than Cain?"

Tian Mo's eyes flashed. "Then I'll devour her too."

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Meanwhile, the Harbinger stood on a tower overlooking the city. Her black-cloaked subordinates knelt in a semicircle behind her.

"He has already slain two of our Whispers," one whispered.

"He is not human," said another.

The Harbinger raised her hand. "He is evolution. A fracture in the Circle's design. And like all fractures... he must be sealed."

She looked toward the subterranean ley line flare.

"I'll greet him myself."

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In the darkness below, Tian Mo sat cross-legged within the completed formation. Anna sat beside him, eyes glowing faintly with tethered power.

He whispered a chant.

The shadows trembled.

The air split.

And then—

She arrived.

The Harbinger stepped into the chamber without sound, as if reality parted to welcome her. Her presence weighed down the air, making even Anna shiver involuntarily.

Tian Mo opened his eyes slowly.

Their gazes locked.

"So," he said calmly. "The Circle sends its queen."

"I am no queen," she replied. "I am your execution."

He smiled darkly.

"Try me."

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Chapter 13: Fracturepoint

The space between them pulsed like the heartbeat of the world—two predators cloaked in ancient power, circling one another with measured intent.

The Harbinger extended her hand. A thin blade formed, forged entirely of compressed soul essence. The air hummed in response, the ground beneath her cracking as her Qi expanded outward.

Tian Mo inhaled.

The rune circle beneath his feet flared to life, demonic Qi surging up through his legs and into his core. Shadows wrapped around his arms like sentient creatures, forming jagged black gauntlets with pulsating red veins.

Then they clashed.

Steel screamed against corrupted energy as their weapons met, a shockwave blasting through the tunnel and collapsing nearby walls. Anna was thrown back, only saved by a flicker of Tian Mo's protective Qi shielding her.

The Harbinger twisted mid-air and spun, unleashing a barrage of slashes that distorted reality itself. Each strike echoed with divine suppression techniques laced into the Circle's legacy arts.

Tian Mo grinned.

She was powerful. But too refined. Too orthodox.

He shattered her blade with a pulse of unorthodox Qi—wild, chaotic, ancient. His fist slammed into her abdomen, sending her flying into a pillar of rebar and stone.

But she didn't bleed.

She laughed.

From the broken debris, she stood. The runes along her body expanded, peeling away layers of human form.

"Let's stop playing mortal," she hissed.

Her mask cracked down the center.

Tian Mo lowered his stance. "Agreed."

Both of them ascended.

Foundations lit the dark—one of crimson runes, the other of chaotic, primordial essence.

The final battle hadn't yet begun.

But the fracture had formed.

And the Circle would never be whole again.

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End of Chapter 13

Chapter 12, "Harbinger Rising," is now complete with a strong continuation, the arrival of a powerful new enemy, and the looming clash between Tian Mo and the Circle's deadliest enforcer.

Shall we proceed to Chapter 13?