Amon, The Legendary Overlord
chapter-254

Already a great distance from the scene of the confrontation, they began to ponder the situation. Although they had alerted the federation, there was the possibility that they could benefit from the situation in some way. For example, in the event of the adversary requesting reinforcements or already having a significant contingent, a sort of small-scale conflict could break out.

Although such a scenario seemed somewhat unlikely, considering they were possibly dealing with an underground lab on a planet under human jurisdiction, you never know...

However, Amon stated: "We cannot let our guard down in this situation. I believe we should continue to distance ourselves."

This was a point everyone agreed upon. After all, although there was potential for profit, such an opportunity would be useless if they were to perish in the process.

Furthermore, they had already made significant gains. To excessively risk themselves unnecessarily, especially when someone coming in search of something or investigating was powerful enough to make Amon act immediately, did not seem like the wisest choice in a situation like this.

Ariel suggested: "Let's try to find the city of the Nephilian, if we can get there, we can stay in a safe place until the human federation arrives on the planet, before deciding anything."

Everyone's eyes shone with a glimmer of understanding. They nodded, agreeing with her proposal.

The next moment, they increased their speed, ignoring any creature that tried to chase them.

There were some of level 1 at the innate stage, however, they were incredibly fast, plus, Amon occasionally launched some attacks to slow down the pursuers.

What they couldn't imagine was that they were right to act this way...

"Damn it, Talb died around here, but they've already run away with the body." A Talramoth being appeared at the location where Amon and the girls were previously.

A sinister figure emerged alongside the other Talramoths, filling everyone who beheld it with dread. Its grotesque and twisted body combined elements of various creatures, forming a monstrous combination that defied any standard of normality.

With shiny purple scales, similar to a dragon's, covering its skin, the creature displayed a bear head, complete with sharp teeth and fierce eyes that sparkled with palpable malice. Instead of a conventional number of limbs, it had ten arms and twenty legs, extending in an orderly and disturbing formation, resembling the segments of a centipede. This creature was approximately 10 meters long.

Each of its movements was agile and fast, an impressive demonstration of its inhuman dexterity: "I am the fastest of all of us, I will find the one responsible for this. They might make good test subjects, kekekeke." The creature seemed proud of its speed and affirmed with a sibilant and malevolent voice that it was the fastest among its peers. These words echoed in the air, giving chills to anyone who heard them.

The Talramoths themselves experienced a sinister chill hearing that laugh.

One of them, with a more dominant presence, declared: "Zingringa, take the lead, we will follow shortly."

"Kekeke, if you take too long, I will be the only one to enjoy the fun..." With these words leaving his mouth, Zingringa's twenty legs began to move at a frenetic pace, and in no time, he shot through the forest, his speed was surprising for a being of such colossal size. The vegetation bent and broke under his passage, a cacophony of sounds tearing the silence of the forest.

Meanwhile, Amon and the girls, in their hurried escape, felt the ground vibrate under their feet, accompanied by the desperate screams of the forest animals.

Wrapped in lightning, Amon activated his Battle Mode, positioning himself at the rear of the group, ready to protect the girls at any cost.

"Yhaahh!"

A strange and disturbing scream echoed through the forest. The animals, sensing the implied danger in that sound, fled in all directions, trying to distance themselves as far as possible from the origin of the scream.

"We need to change our course!" Amon exclaimed.

Mabel, who was leading the group, immediately changed direction, making a smooth turn to the left. Meanwhile, Amon used his genetic abilities to erase traces of their passage.

It was not perfect work, but if it could deceive, even momentarily, whoever was on their tail, it would already be worth the effort.

"What the hell, what the hell is chasing us?" Barbara asked, the anxiety in her voice was palpable, her heart pounding with the adrenaline coursing through her veins. She felt fear settling in, but struggled to keep her calm.

"I have no idea, but by the noise it's making, it must be something immense and enraged." Maisa sighed, the fear in her voice accentuated. Her breathing was accelerated and she could feel a knot forming in her stomach, an unmistakable sign that danger was near.

They continued their frantic escape, unsure if the change in direction they had made would be enough to mislead the pursuer.

Amon was at the rear, working hard to erase the tracks they were leaving as they ran, although it was still uncertain if his effort would be successful.

Meanwhile, Zingringa, the creature that was on their trail, stopped running. In an instant, he stood up and seemed to sniff the air. Then, he let out a terrifying laugh: "Hakekehaha! Do you think you can fool me? It won't be that easy!"

Just as Amon and the girls had done, Zingringa also changed direction. This time, he did not just rely on the tracks left on the ground, but also on his keen sense of smell. He sniffed the air as he resumed running without losing speed, leaving a trail of destruction behind him. Trees were split in half as if they were mere twigs, and rocks were crushed under his powerful paws. The scene turned into a war zone, nature was no match for Zingringa's rampant fury.

Zingringa's deafening roar echoed through the forest, reaching Amon and the girls. The intensity of the sound made them shudder, and a sense of dread overcame the group.

"Faster!" Amon shouted, his voice echoing above the chaos unfolding around them. He could feel the imminent presence of Zingringa getting closer and closer.

The girls, already exhausted, strained to increase their speed. Ariel was leading with Mabel by her side, both giving it their all. The tension on Mabel's face was evident. As the second most capable in the group, she knew the gravity of the situation they were in.

Further back were the twins Maisa and Julia. They ran side by side, their faces mirroring the same expression of worry and longing. Despite the panic, there was a fierce determination in their eyes. If necessary, it seemed like they were willing to fight.

Barbara, although not the fastest, maintained a steady pace. There was a steel resolution in her eyes. She would not let fear dominate her.

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the forest, the ground shaking beneath their feet.

Zingringa was getting closer, and they could feel his terrifying presence getting stronger. Amon's gaze hardened. He knew he would have to make a quick decision. Stand and fight or keep running, running as if their lives depended on it. Because, in truth, they did.

Unlike the being he had faced previously, this one seemed to be on a completely different level. It was possible that it was beyond the Beginner State of the Mutant Rank.

*Pracc!*

"Found you!"