Mystical Journey
chapter-905

Ding…

The dark storm welcomed white droplets, making sounds of crisp percussion, just like bells blowing in the wind.

Garen squinted his eyes when a glaring white light exploded right before his eyes.

"You fell for it! Hahaha!!" the shining white Mech moved its body, passing like a phantom around him, and stabbed a knife against Garen's vest from behind.

The stab happened silently, as well as the shining white light; not even the slightest sound could be heard.

Usually, Pilots would not even know where the opponent attacked from.

However, Garen was different; he instantly felt the ambush behind him. Just when he was about to whip out his blade to block the attack, his engine was overloaded so he could not make it on time.

When the engine load got too much, the body's reflex would be slowed down by a large scale.

"Boom!"

He growled.

An ice-blue force of air crashed against him, spreading outwards as he stood at the center.

Layers of frost covered the once withered meadow almost immediately, even the insects that were still crawling around were frozen into ice.

A large amount of frost started spreading from the surface of Garen's body and soon covered the entire body.

The blade attacking from behind was affected by the ice-blue radiation and abruptly slowed. Right when the tip of the blade came into contact with Garen's Mech, there was a vicious tremble.

"Changing Blade!" this man was still calm and collected. Facing the trembling tip of the ice-blue blade, it was as if a lot of blades had appeared at the same time. All of a sudden, what seemed to be a straight raid in the first place instantly became a prick on the ramp, stabbing Garen's Mech in the back of its head.

"What an expert!!" Garen's heart skipped a beat. Generally, ordinary people, under such encounters, would only manage to change moves once in that instance.

However, it was different for stronger experts who would be able to respond by changing their moves twice. Not only was it just a matter of reflex, the consciousness involved in decision making played a big part too. Even a little hesitation would not reach this level when it came to transforming moves.

Although it just seemed as if it was just one more transformation move, the requirements for the mind and speed of response were extremely harsh.

For those able to transform thrice in just an instant, they would already be nearing the realm of King of the Century.

Being able to transform moves four times in an instant, Garen's martial arts realm has already gone beyond the realm of the King of the Century. To be able to transform his moves four times after making a move was already terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people, but he was still unsatisfied. He was still in pursuit of a higher realm.

After coming to this world, he had met a lot of expert masters but fighting-wise, he had yet met one who had impressed him.

The man in front was, in fact, the first true combat master who had actually swayed him so far, unlike other pilots who merely relied on their Willpower.

"Nice move!"

Seeing the opponent's move transform once again, Garen's heart jerked.

His body shifted to the left when the blade in his hand pierced right beneath his armpit.

Among the sounds of sneering, the blade accurately blocked the ambush from behind. Both blades made contact, producing a loud bang.

Under the strong impact, both blades bent, cracked and broke. Both tips of the blades shot around with a chi-chi sound, unexpectedly shooting towards Garen and both Shining Mechs.

As the blade whooshed by, both Shining Mechs split apart. Garen's body remained smooth whereas the opponent's body was clearly stabbed by half of a blade.

"Brilliant!" the Shining Mech exclaimed in awe. "It's such a shame. You're such a good fighter, but you're going to die here in this wasteland."

Judging by his tone, it was not the same young man anymore but an odd young man's.

"Who are you people?" though Garen had his own speculations, he could not resist the urge to ask them directly.

"There's nothing to hide, we're just people hired by Fila. Kid, you offended plenty of people in this city whom you shouldn't have. Just blame your bad luck," the Shining Mech that had made the first move previously took a step back while the other one, who had been sitting back and watching, took a step front. Both Mechs stood side by side, emitting a vague white light.

"I'm sorry, kid," the Shining Mech that was about to make a move started laughing, "Your combat level is strong indeed, but do you actually think you can handle the both of us at once?"

As the last syllable came out, both Mechs roared up and rushed towards Garen. Two honed leg blades, side by side, slashed diagonally across Garen's waist in an 'X' shape, the white blades aiming to cut Garen's Mech in half at his waist.

The sharp piercing sound of the blades resembled a shrill whistle, close enough to pierce through one's eardrums.

Strangely, when the two Mechs moved at the same time, they gave off an extremely tacit understanding, as if both Mechs were of the same person, like images reflected by a mirror.

"Twins?!" Garen went silent. After all, his body was slowing down due to the tremendous load. Looking at the incoming assault from the front, he fiercely lifted the Mech and kicked upwards.

Dodging the strikes from both Mechs right on time, he kicked one of the Shining Mechs.

Clang clang! At the crisp sound of impact, both Shining Mechs darted downwards at the same time at the same speed. The move made just now turned out to be just a decoy.

As the leg blades intersected, Garen twisted his body to avoid the frontal edge, then landed a kick on the side of the tool.

With a wham, the three separated. Garen flipped over once more but the right half of his body was marked by a clear scar already.

Seated in the body, Garen's eyebrows were knitted tightly against each other. He knew he did react but because of the overload burden on the body's engine, he had been delayed for a moment. Stopping briefly in the middle of combat against an expert master would actually cause him his life.

In addition to the gap between the two Shining Mechs, the other side of the body seemed to be able to react quicker than him. It was all thanks to his martial arts realm being stronger than his opponent; it gave him the opportunity to transform once more and escape on time, or else he would have probably been dead by now.

"It seems like I have to leave the Knowledge ore here…" Garen knew deep in his mind that if he continued dragging the ore around, he might actually be unable to escape because the load on his body would reduce at least half of his power.

If his body was just a little lighter, he would be slightly more at ease to deal with these two Mechs.

On the other hand, the Frost Radiation did not seem to affect the enemy. The anarchy caused by Cold Chaos was not hundred percent effective, but there is a certain probability of an onset. Needless to say, this moment was certainly a no-show.

"One more time!!"

Both Level Five Shining Mechs rushed forward once again as a flash of white moon appeared and a drop of white liquid dripped down its edge. Without Garen's offense this time around, the white liquid exploded into a wheel of white light, nearly blinding Garen's sight.

Hidden within the white light, two blades whirled towards Garen.

In the cabin, Garen tracked backward lightly. Even if his eyes were temporarily blinded, dodging an attack was still extremely easy.

But then, a click sound emerged from the engine and the entire Mech moved.

Chi chi!!

Two marks appeared on Garen's body once more.

Garen's face darkened as the Mech's engine once again delayed his reflexes.

"Black Wind!!"

He extended both his arms as a trace of black air blew out from his arms. Suddenly, with just an action and a crooked aim, the large whiff of Black Wind immediately rushed towards the two Mechs, but surprisingly, it failed to hurt either one of them.

The two Shining Mechs were startled and once they realized that the Black Wind had missed them, they let out a breath of relief.

"It seems that you have yet to master this skill!!"

Using Black Wind one more time, Garen felt uneasy. An uncomfortable feeling started to spread from his arms and his skin started to hurt severely. He knew that this was the aftermath of overusing the Black Wind as this was a highly destructive skill. He had tried it once at Professor Van Doe's and he could not even use it several times back then. His limit was at least once every two hours as he needed the two hours to recover from just one shot. However, this was the very first time he was able to use it twice continuously in such a short amount of time and clearly, something was wrong.

An excruciating pain shot through both his arms.

Just then, two fleeing figures loomed on the prairie behind the trio. It was Anda and the dragon-headed Mech.

"Garen ~~~~" Anda started shouted from far away, a look of sorrow written all over his face.

Garen turned back and glanced swiftly.

There was no any other way anymore. It was time to let loose of the load, get rid of these two and leave straight away!

His intuition told him that the dragon-headed Mech would be far more dangerous and a bigger threat than the two Mechs in front of him. Even his Willpower was warning him already.

He snorted coldly. The isolated cabin behind his body suddenly released a bunch of Mastery Energy Ores, at least a quarter of the entire load!

His Mech instantly recovered it's engine power from the red negative level back to its normal level. On the other hand, the Mastery Energy Ores released outside started melting immediately. Observed by the naked eye, the ores melted into a pool of silver-metal liquid then began to evaporate rapidly.

This could have made billions of fortune…

Even Garen could feel his heart aching.

However, under the reduced weight, merely two Level Five Pilots who have yet reached the New-Moon Level could still be easily dealt with within three moves as there was no more burden and the body could accelerate under such circumstances.

Garen's eyes narrowed as the blade started vibrating slowly. The shock technique used by expert warriors was used, causing the blade formed to be as lethal as an electric chainsaw.

"Actually!!?? Nevermind, I don't want to play anymore! Scram!"

Contrary to what he expected, both Shining Mechs in front of him glanced at the two figures chasing up behind and straight away turned and ran without a word!

Two rays of white flames were ejected from the rear of the body as the Shining Mechs darted towards the distance.

What a big loss… !

Garen turned around and stared at the pool of melted Knowledge ores, his heart hurting a little already. A quarter of the ores gone all of a sudden, that could have been thousands of dollars already! A market value of tens of millions, that was the extent of billions of dollars.

But now was not the time to be bitter.

Raising his Mech's engine. Garen blasted full power without a word and flew towards the other direction.

What he did not know was the two Shining Mechs were actually the Ice Dragon's men and not sent by Fila. Even Ice Dragon did not have the rights to assign such masters like them for such quests. In fact, they had just wanted to come out and have fun. But if the Ice Dragon was to find out that the Mechs had left their assigned positions just to come out and play, they would have gotten into deep trouble. That was why the mere sight of Ice Dragon had been enough to chase them away.

Just like the Ice Dragon, his elite Pilots were also highly skilled masters and obsessed with all sorts of violent combat. When they fought, life and death were not an issue to them as they view such combat as merely a game. This was why their combat skills were able to be trained to an extent that was recognized by the powerful Garen.

Three Mechs arranged themselves in a line, one chasing after the other, constantly flying over the prairie.