BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 1189: Under the Weight of Mana (1)



Rain started falling on the Law Gate. The barrier would have left nothing to get in, but the blackguards had to change a little bit of things to make it so it could resist the undead attacks.

Emily placed her rifle on a parapet. Below, Amber and the others were already facing the two Vindicators. Through her scope, Emily tracked the light-wielder, searching for an opening that wasn't coming.

That sword... that brain crystal power was more insidious than anyone might have assumed. It allowed the creation of light constructs but also had ranged attacks that traveled at the speed of light.

These attacks clearly required substantial mana, limiting how often the Vindicator could use them. Whenever he did, Emily slowed time and fired, preventing him from either launching his attack or altering its path.

But that was a tiresome affair. Emily had to constantly stay alert. She couldn't miss even a second of the fight, or one of her comrades would die.

June was by her side, keeping an eye on the surroundings to prevent ambushes.

"Formation Three," one Chimaeric Demon said. The clones moved. They had been created after Erik's attack on Maynard Island, so they were more powerful than he was when that happened. They also had Monica's powers, and, well, they were planning on using it to create two new undead. That was, if they killed those guys.

The first Vindicator's light sword flashed, forcing a clone to dodge. Though physically outmatched, the Vindicators' brain crystal powers demanded respect. Fear. One hit was going to end the fight-or better, a life.

"Mira, left flank!" Amber said.

She warped in rapid succession, creating multiple angles of attack while Mira transformed into a small and agile form and darted between the Vindicators' legs. Mira was strong; that was true, but her powers were more on the normal side.

Instead, the Vindicators wielded brain crystal powers that were exceptionally dangerous- their abilities could manipulate fundamental forces with devastating effect. Most of their powers required immense amounts of mana, but the results were consistently lethal.

The second Vindicator revealed his power at last-waves of gravitational force distorted space around him. A Chimaeric Demon barely avoided being crushed. If he had been just a little too slow, he would be dead.

Gravity control. That was indeed a very nasty brain crystal power. The group started wondering how Erik could fight and win against more of these guys at the same time.

Yet Erik had defeated multiple Vindicators before, proving it was possible. If he succeeded alone, their group of six stood a good chance-Mira with her shapeshifting abilities, Amber with her warping powers, Emily providing long-range support, plus three enhanced Chimaeric Demons with superior physical capabilities.

The problem was that, albeit the clones were strong, fast, and much more than the Vindicators, their brain crystal powers were infinitely worse than their physical might. Not only that, but their opponents had much more mana than them, and mana leveled the field. That was especially true the nastier the power was.

So, it didn't matter how fast they were; what could they do against someone who could use attacks that went at the speed of light? Nothing. At least not alone.

Yet their bodies were still weapons that even the Vindicators couldn't underestimate, and they didn't, especially considering the abyss between them was vast.

Six people. Six were needed to level the field against just two Vindicators.

"Two o'clock," Emily said through their comms. Her position gave her a perfect view of the battlefield.

"The light user is going to attack from a distance!"

The Chimaeric Demons processed this information in a fraction of a second. They knew that, for the dude to use his ranged attack, he had to channel a significant portion of his mana, creating a delay between the attack channeling and the firing.

They tried exploiting the tiny window of vulnerability. One clone engaged the light-wielder while another struck from his blind spot, but they had to avoid the gravity user's attack. He couldn't do a lot, but what he did was scary.

He created zones where gravity was massive. If they ended up in that field, they would be crushed.

Luckily, even he had to use a massive amount of mana, and this had to be moved to the area he was targeting, making it clear where and who the man had under their sight.

The Chimaeric Demons were fast enough, most likely the only ones in the world, able to escape that kind of attack.

Yet it wasn't that simple to avoid that crushing force.

"Careful!" Amber said, warping to avoid a gravity wave.

Indeed, despite being outnumbered, the Vindicators didn't look troubled, at least for now. Their powers didn't exactly complement each other, but the two were still partners. One problem for the Gravity user was that he couldn't attack directly, while it was the opposite for the Light user, who couldn't affect an area.

Their usual tactic was to force opponents into gravity wells, and when that happened, whoever ended up there died.

But the Chimaeric Demons' physical superiority allowed them to pressure the Vindicators despite their caution about their powers.

Mira shifted between forms. Now her arm became a snake head, now got the claws of a Mystlinx. Her adaptability forced the Vindicators to divide their attention, and they were already fighting against many people.

It wasn't the melee fighters that were the real problem, though.

Emily's rifle cracked as she fired. The light-wielder deflected the shot. Sometimes he was forced to leave openings while making his attacks. Each time this happened, Emily disrupted his assault. Though the beam of light still manifested, it struck only a nearby building, leaving everyone unharmed.

Though he consumed a lot of mana.

A Chimaeric Demon capitalized, landing a crushing blow that cracked the Vindicator's armor, but he couldn't do more since his partner created a small area with incredible gravitational force. The Chimaeric Demon had to retreat before he would get killed.