Not-So an Extra-Chapter 161 : The Endless [4]

Sensing a presence behind him, Nathaniel's golden eyes widened in surprise and before he could react, Hector swung his fist.

—Whack!

lightsΝοvel.cοm Nathaniel hurtled through the air, his body crashing into the ground and rolling several times before finally coming to a stop as he collided with a sturdy tree trunk.

"Urk!"

Blood jumped out of his mouth and he grimaced in pain.

As Nathaniel struggled to regain his composure, the man materialized above him with his fist poised for another attack, forcing him to spring forward to evade.

—Boom!

The tree trunk that Nathaniel previously leaned on exploded into a shower of wood splinters, filling the air with a cloud of dirt.

With a burst of adrenaline, Nathaniel rose to his feet and assumed a defensive stance.

The fact that the man's speed increased significantly since their encounter back in the refugee camp.

Nathaniel suspected that the shitty organization successfully completed their drug.

Retrieving a small bottle from his Magical Sphere, Nathaniel spread the liquid onto his sword.

With the man's physical abilities increased, Nathaniel believed his regeneration speed also evolved.

When the clouds of dust settled, Hector straightened his back and locked his eyes with Nathaniel's.

The moonlight cast an eerie glow on their faces as they stood motionless, the only sounds being the rustling of the surrounding trees and the haunting melody of an owl in the distance.

In contrast to Nathaniel's hardened expression, Hector's face wore a relaxed smirk, almost as if he found amusement in the situation.

Nathaniel began to chant and immediately, the sword in his grasp began to tremble, emitting a brilliant glow, and charged forward.

Unfazed by the display before him, Hector chuckled, a smug expression playing on his lips and he flicked his hands.

In an instant, two Uxings appeared behind Hector and lunged toward the boy.

"Rooarr!!"

Undeterred, Nathaniel brandished his sword, unleashing a wide arc of white light toward the approaching monsters.

—Splat! —Splat!

The creatures severed horizontally, spraying blood into the air before crashing to the ground with a resounding thud.

Closing the distance between them, Nathaniel waved his sword once more.

However, to his astonishment, the man stood motionless, seemingly unaffected by the impending attack.

Hector's mocking smile remained etched on his lips as Nathaniel's sword grazed his chest.

—Splat!

Red blood spurted from the wound, but in a split second, it billowed with smoke and closed up completely, leaving no trace of injury.

Nathaniel's golden eyes grew wide in the realization that the poison he had used before was no longer effective—Hector's regeneration speed was far beyond what he had anticipated.

Gritting his teeth in frustration, Nathaniel continued his relentless assault, slashing at Hector's body with all his might.

—Splat! —Splat! —Splat!

Blood dripped and splattered on the ground, but just as before, the wounds immediately closed, healing themselves in an instant.

Nathaniel's anger grew potent upon realizing that his attacks were futile against Hector's enhanced regeneration.

While he was relentlessly attacking Hector's body, the man seized the opportunity and grasped Nathaniel's neck, lifting him up.

Reacting swiftly, Nathaniel kicked Hector's chest and executed a backflip to create some distance.

Landing on the ground, Nathaniel quickly put on a guard stance.

"Hate to break it to you, but it seems your poison is no longer effective against me."

Hector spoke with pride, his voice dripping with mockery.

It was entirely his fault; he should have refrained from using the poison back in the refugee camp.

Given the multitude of changes that had occurred, Nathaniel should have anticipated this outcome.

He couldn't help but feel disappointed in himself for failing to foresee this consequence.

Nonetheless, there was no point in dwelling on regret now; he needed to find other plans to defeat his opponent.

Letting out a deep breath, Nathaniel incanted a spell, and he could sense a surge of power coursing through his veins, activating his Enigma skill.

Without delay, he charged forward, leaving behind a trail of dust before materializing behind Hector.

Nathaniel thrust his sword, aiming for his nape, yet, unexpectedly, Hector tilted his head and spun along with his leg.

—Whack!

"Ugh!"

Nathaniel let out a pained grunt as the kick connected with his waist, causing him to hurtle and crash to the ground.

Before he could recover, Nathaniel was forced to roll his body to the side the moment a shadow loomed over him.

—Boom!

With a deafening sound, the ground shattered, dispersing debris and dirt flying into the area.

Nathaniel hastily rose to his feet and leaped away to create some distance.

"Rooaarr!!"

Lifting his head, two Uxing were seen lunging at him, and Nathaniel sent two arch lights toward the monsters.

—Splat! —Splat!

The Uxings' bodies cleaved horizontally, splattering green blood in all directions.

As the attacks continued to rush at him, Hector chanted inwardly, and right after his fists were enveloped in white light, he brandished them, skillfully deflecting Nathaniel's attack.

—Boom! —Boom!

The wind blades struck the ground, erupting rubble and dirt into the area.

Thereafter, Hector suddenly vanished leaving only a dust trace behind, and appeared behind Nathaniel with a fist poised to attack.

—Whack!

Nathaniel's body hurtled through the air once again, crashing to the ground and rolling several times before colliding with a tree trunk.

"Cough!"

Coughing up blood, Nathaniel struggled to regain his composure.

Pain seared through his body, and he knew that his ribs were broken.

Despite activating his Enigma, Nathaniel realized he was no match for Hector's overwhelming power.

As expected, being an Endless and combined with the drug was the worst combination ever.

Landing perfectly on the ground, Hector let out a mocking laugh and spoke.

"What happened to the poison you were so proud of before?"

His eyes fixed on Nathaniel, who was struggling to rise to his feet, his body battered and bruised.

"What happened to your power? You haven't suddenly grown weaker in the past few years, have you?"

Unfazed by the taunt, Nathaniel steadied himself and spat out the remaining blood from his mouth with a defiant gesture.

The two locked eyes intently and vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving only a swirling cloud of dirt behind them.

—Bang!

With a resounding bang, they reappeared, their clash spreading shockwaves rippling through the surroundings.

Retrieving his sword, Nathaniel swung it, yet Hector effortlessly deflected the attack with his left hand while his other hand retaliated with a punch.

Nathaniel tilted his head to the side and waved his sword, forcing Hector to take a step back and bend his upper body backward to evade.

Right after the sword passed by just inches from his face, Hector caught Nataniel's wrist, then twisted it, causing the boy to groan and his sword fell.

Hector delivered another punch, but Nathaniel immediately placed his hands in front of him as a shield.

—Whack!

"Urk!"

Blood jumped out of Nathaniel's mouth as Hector's knee connected to his lower abdomen; while he managed to block Hector's punch, but not with his swift kick.

Taking advantage of Nathaniel's disorientation, Hector released his grip and unleashed a rapid series of strikes.

Staggering backward, Nathaniel's face became a blur of pain as blood streamed from his mouth and nose, his head snapping from side to side.

As Nathaniel regained his senses, he instinctively tilted his head to the side, evading a punch that hurtled in, and placed both arms in a defensive position.

Chanting inwardly, Nathaniel conjured an earth wall between them and leaped backward to create some distance, blood continued to trickle from his battered face.

—Boom!

The deafening sound of shattering walls filled the air as Hector's punch collided it, his figure shrouded by falling rubble and swirling clouds of dirt.

Not giving Nathaniel a chance to escape, Hector lunged forward, his hand poised to grasp the boy's neck.

Reacting swiftly, Nathaniel leaped backward, narrowly evading Hector's clutches once again.

As he was hovering in the air, Nathaniel took out a sword from the Magical Sphere and sent a barrage of crescent white lights, however, Hector effortlessly zig-zagged.

—Boom! —Boom! —Boom!

A fog of dust obscured the view as wind blades struck the ground.

Landing on the ground, his eyes widened in alarm upon sensing a sudden presence behind him.

Darting over his shoulder, a bald man was seen smirking wryly at him.

Before he could react, a searing pain surged through his entire body, sending him to roll uncontrollably on the ground until he finally came to a stop, colliding with a tree trunk.

"Urk!"

Nathaniel groaned, blood spurting from his mouth.

Through the haze of pain, he could see Hector leisurely approaching, his wicked laughter echoing in the distance.

Just as Nathaniel was about to get up, abruptly Hector appeared in front of him and swung his fist.

—Bang!

Suddenly, a barrier materialized, enveloping Nathaniel and blocking Hector's attack.

Startled by this unexpected turn of events, Hector quickly retreated as three earth spears hurtled toward him, forcing him to create distance between himself and Nathaniel.

—Boom! —Boom! —Boom!

The ground shook as the spears struck the ground, sending debris and clouds of dust billowing into the air.

Nevertheless, Nathaniel couldn't help but let out a relieved sigh upon sensing the familiar mana around the barrier that surrounded him.

It was Adrian's.