Chapter 27: Chapter 27: Lynx Vs Mal’Zaroth II Chapter 27: Lynx Vs Mal’Zaroth II
Lynx’s frozen head shattered on impact.
He didn’t even have the luxury to think about anything. Just darkness consuming his vision as he slammed to the ground like a bomb, the stone beneath him cracking from the force.
Five whole minutes passed.
Lynx’s body lay still. Headless. A corpse in every sense that mattered. But Mal’Zaroth didn’t move an inch from where he stood. For minutes he had been waiting, it’s massive claws twitching, it’s molted and frozen eyes locked on the broken figure below. He knew something was wrong.
This human was different from all the humans he had fac... killed. His instinct, honed for thousands of years of blood, never lied. And right now, it was screaming at him to stay alert.
Twitch.
Lynx’s fingers twitched. Barely. A movement so small a normal eye would miss it.
But The Monster didn’t miss that. He knew somehow this human will not die from that, during their battle, the human sustained lots of damages and injuries which should have killed him. But he still lived. He is not normal.
Well no normal person would kill the Boulderhide Behemoth and eat it’s meat and bones.
Mal’Zaroth attacked again.
He had been observing every slight change in the human body, how his body kept repairing.
With a guttural growl, he dug out a massive earth boulder from the ground of the pitch black endless zone and blazed it with fire until the rock glowed white hot, molten rivers dripping down its sides.
He wanted to end Lynx with that move.
He threw the massive boulder blazing with fire toward Lynx. It tore through the air, heat distorting everything in its path.
BOOOMMMM!!!!
Everywhere shook. Thick smoke filled the air. Now he was certain for sure that the human was dead. Reduced to nothing.
Mal’Zaroth turned his massive body toward where he had come from and started walking away, each step cracking the ground.
"I don’t know why you’re still fighting," he rumbled, voice like grinding stone as he spoke to the cage, or the person inside the sealed cage.
"No one can save you from me. Just give up." He kept walking, claws dragging. "That boy was pretty annoyin—"
Before Mal’Zaroth could complete his words, he stopped walking. Every muscle in his massive frame tensed.
He raised his massive hands instinctively, shielding his chest. Something was coming.
BAMMM!
It hit him.
For the first time in centuries, Mal’Zaroth flew backward. For the first time, a human was able to push him back. Surprise flashed in his dead eyes before fury took over.
CRASH! BOOMMMM!
He hit the wall loud and hard, shattering it in the process.
.......
Minutes earlier.
As Lynx lay on the floor, headless and almost dead, his Primordial Healing started healing any damage he took inside his body. It worked silently, pulling him back from the edge of death.
His body was damaged to the core. Heart torn in half. Lungs and kidneys ruptured. Blood filled his chest cavity. But the healing healed it anyway, knitting flesh and organ back together with speed.
Headless Lynx while laying like a dead man on the ground was back in peak state.
He felt a massive rock brimming with intense heat coming toward him, trying to crush him instantly on impact.
The Massive heat brimming rock neared him, covering and destroying all the space there. Mal’Zaroth didn’t see what he did. He only saw the rock he threw destroying everything in that area.
Lynx melted to the ground. Using his fire ability, he turned his body to raw flame and sank into the ground, teleporting through the earth itself like a wisp of heat.
BOOMMM!
The blazing boulder hid the ground, cracking and burning the whole ground while it exploded.
Lynx appeared silently at the back of the sealed cage, his head is now back. Body restored to peak state. He stood there for some seconds, not even breathing, fooling Mal’Zaroth with the perfect illusion of death.
When he heard the monster’s words, he was now certain a woman was in the cage.
Lynx created a tiny fireball, no bigger than his palm. Then he infused it with a lot of energy, making the ball grow hotter and brighter until it burned reddish white.
He did this for minutes, blood trickling down from his eyes, pouring every strength into this small-looking fireball. His Veins bulged. His Muscles trembled. Primordial healing repairing damage.
He looked at the walking monster’s massive back, and locked his gaze at his hollow chest. Then he threw the fire ball brimming with devastating energy with his might at the monster chest, which he thinks is where the monster’s power lay.
The fireball shot forward and detonated against Mal’Zaroth’s with the force of a small sun.
After he blasted the monster with the fireball, he didn’t slouch at all. Without wasting another second.
He instantly raised his sword, drawing all its power, every last drop of energy the sword can produce, and slashed the air he stood in. Aiming for the monster’s chest again.
As he slashed the air, the four affinities residing in the sword bashed forward as one. Fire so hot it melted stone. Lightning that cracked the air with deafening thunder. Earth that shattered the ground into floating chunks. Ice capable of freezing air itself, turning breath to frost.
All combined into one slash. One single, world-cutting strike aimed at the monster’s chest. The sword screamed as it moved, the blade glowing like the core of a volcano.
Space itself seemed to warp around the edge, unable to handle the force Lynx had poured into it.
The attack hit.
The shockwaves echoed across the room, rolling outward and smashing against the walls and floors. Dust filled the pitch black forbidden zone. For a moment, even with his Primordial Vison he could see nothing- of course this lasted only for a sec or two.