Mystical Journey

"This is the fugitive that our captain has been pursuing for half a day?" a male voice filled with disdain echoed from the Black Mech. This Mech was slighter smaller than Garen's Mech and did not look as strong or powerful as Garen's. Its body was muscular but clearly slimmer and slightly weaker. It held the exact same long silvery grey swords in both of its hands tightly.

If Garen's Mech resembled a typically powerful and threatening swordsman, this other Mech was simply an unconventional boorish knife wielder.

"This isn't the previous guy! You have a chance!" yelled Red Moon. "Bl… ink!!"

Shh!!

Clint's vision became blurry while his own Mech appeared behind the Black Mech. The perfect drain cover appeared in front of him again.

Alexander was both angry and shocked. His opponent had actually disappeared in front of his eyes instantly. When he had just stopped belittling him, he heard an alarm behind himself. He turned around quickly but noticed that Clint was now by the drain cover that was more than ten meters away from him. Clint was currently reaching towards the drain cover.

"You!!"

A ray of white light shot towards him suddenly and struck the waist of Clint's Mech. The banging noise made him somersault before he was sent flying for quite a distance.

Soon after, a ray of white light that was as thick as a water pipe shot over and hit the cockpit of Alexander's Mech accurately. Boom!!!

The Mech exploded at once and turned into a fireball from which countless metal fragments burst open.

Alexander catapulted himself out of the cockpit during this moment of imminent danger.

"A Willpower-amplified exploding particle bomb!! He actually dared to use such a dangerous plaything in the district!!" beads of cold sweat had formed on his body while he was flying through the air in a frightened state.

At this moment, Clint was still fine enough to flip himself over and start running immediately. The Red-White Mech continued pursuing him and prepared to open fire. However, it was obstructed by the forces of a shapeless magnetic field instantly.

With Clint as the center, numerous shapeless magnetic field ripples were distributed throughout the surroundings of the Mech suddenly.

"I'm going to lose everything this time!!!" roared Red Moon. "Strong Magnetic Field Shock, Glow!!!"

Screech!!

The magnetic fields around Clint's Mech were instantly amplified greatly while the range of ripples spread towards all four directions quickly like the waves in the sea. It restrained the Red-White Mech behind it forcefully, making it temporarily unable to move.

The intense magnetic fields caused temporary magnetization to appear throughout more than half of his Mech's components, seemingly paralyzing his Mech.

Strangely enough, although Clint's body was in the center of the magnetic field, he was not affected by it at all.

"Run!!" before Red Moon could even finish speaking, Clint lowered his head and ran frantically as if it was a conditioned reflex.

He collided with the wall of a factory with a 'bang' and passed through an empty warehouse. He burst out of another wall and crashed into a different alley after that.

"Oh, sh*t!!!"

While Red Moon cursed angrily, Clint stopped suddenly. He froze on his initial spot at the center of the alley.

A drain cover appeared within less than a hundred meters in front of him. Unfortunately, a Blackboard Mech was quietly sitting in front of the drain cover with its legs crossed.

Garen sat inside the Mech quietly in the alley and glared at the damaged Black Mech that Clint was piloting. Red light illuminated both of his Mech's eyes while he remained unmoving like a sleeping lion.

Kachak.

The Mech stood up slowly. An indescribably oppressive feeling drifted out of its body and spread towards his surroundings faintly.

Clint stood in the alley as well but did not dare to move. Droplets of cold sweat dripped down his temples and the tip of his nose. The frightening aura that this Mech was emitting was much more intense than the damaged Red-White Mech that he had encountered earlier.

"This guy again… He's part of Blackboard Academy's patrol squad and at least Level Three!" Red Moon's tone was both serious and angry. "This is troublesome. Get ready to Blink for a short distance. Can you take it, Clint?"

"…!!"

Clint wanted to cry but did not have any tears left and wanted to vomit but could not do that either. He looked at the magnificent and strong black outer shell of the other person's Mech that had detailed and exquisite silver patterns. When it stood there, he knew that it was a superior product at first glance. However, he looked at his own Mech and saw a body that was filled with dirty stains and four legs that had missing chunks in some places and numerous dents in others. When he compared both of them, his own Mech merely comprised of odds and ends.

He glanced at the exquisite shiny silvery grey Dual Blades in his opponent's hands and looked at the dark club that he held. The feelings that were felt by a poor dwarf when he encountered a tall, rich, handsome man resonated within his heart clearly.

"Give me the Forbidden Core and I'll let you live," Garen held the Dual Blades and crossed them in front of his chest calmly while making crisp clinking noises.

"Blink!!" hollered Red Moon suddenly. The crippled Mech became distorted suddenly and disappeared on the spot instantly. When it appeared again, it was already more than ten meters behind Garen's Mech.

Garen remained silent and leaped backward instantly. He flipped around while swinging his machete outwards. He had managed to catch up to Clint within a short period of time.

Bang!!

Moments later, a silvery grey machete cut through the air and stabbed the back of Clint's Mech's head violently. The attack caused him to stagger before he took a few quick steps forward suddenly. His head crashed into the side of the wall and formed a large hole in the cement.

"What's going on? Didn't I transmit it already?" yelled Clint. Electric sparks glimmered and filled the cockpit. The Mech had suffered serious injuries while the sensors had been sliced through and damaged instantly.

"That guy… isn't an average Level Three!!" said Red Moon seriously.

"Then what do we do now?!" Clint could hear the heavy footsteps echoing behind him now. The crippled Red-White Mech from the White Light Organization was catching up to him again.

"Don't panic, just wait for a while first. Things will definitely turn out for the better…" Red Moon lowered his voice. His mind was anxious as well as his initial surefire escape plan was suddenly stopped by a team captain from Blackboard Academy. Numerous fatal flaws had appeared now and he needed to find a way to fix them!

"Where's the Forbidden Core?" Garen's voice rang out again. "For a weakling like yourself, possessing treasures that exceed your abilities is an omen of death."

He took a step forward. "Come, give it to me."

Clint's Mech took an involuntary step backward. One hit had fully damaged the sensors in his head. Would he be completely dead after another attack?

Sweat continued to bead on his forehead and drip down his cheeks before falling on his collar and chest. Some of the vomit that had dried up earlier had become moist and sticky again.

"What do I do? What do I do? What do I do….!!!" his mind was a chaotic mess. Clint did not know what to do at all. Red Moon had formed a link with him, but once he was gone, Clint would lose his own life as well. This link was formed by a complete fusion in his body's genetic level and was not the usual Mech contract.

"Turn left!!" Red Moon's thunderous roars echoed beside his ears immediately.

Clint operated his Mech and made a left turn by using his conditioned reflexes.

Tch!!

A beam of pure white light swept past the side of his Mech's body. The laser beam that was initially shooting towards his back hit Garen who was in front of Clint by accident.

Puff!

The laser beam did not hit him but collided with his silvery grey long sword instead and formed shrouds of green smoke there.

During this life-threatening moment, Garen raised his machete and used it to blocked the area in front of him. He was able to accurately deflect the laser beams that were passing through and coming towards him.

"Who!" Garen lifted his eyes and glanced at the other side of the alley behind Clint.

Pfoo… Pfoo… Pfoo…

The sound of violent exhausted panting echoed from there. A Red-White Mech stood on the other side of the white light and held a white Laser Gun that was more than two meters long in its hand. White smoke was faintly wafting out of the barrel.

"I've got you… Stupid kid! Let's see where you'll run this time!" the Red-White Mech sneered. "The Forbidden Core is mine…!"

"The Red-White Mech? You've arrived at such a good time!" Garen crossed his Dual Blades and moved his feet slightly while a fearsome and offensive aura dispersed from his body faintly. The engine at the back of his mech revved slightly and spat out small blue flames. These flames seemed delicate but could actually explode in a terrifying manner at any time.

A crashing noise rang out when he charged forward suddenly. He soared high up into the sky and swung his blades over while the incredibly sharp swords formed ear-piercing shrieks when they tore through the air. Most of the air currents rolled around the alley endlessly as piles of dust were blown around by the blades, forming a strange scene. It seemed as if the empty space within the entire alley had been frozen by the movements of his blades.

Bang!!!

Both of the Mechs collided harshly. The guns in the hands of the Red-White Mech were instantly split into two halves while the Mech stumbled a few steps back and could barely stand up steadily.

"You?!!" only then did the Red-White Mech look towards Garen's Black Mech. "The team from Blackboard Academy? You're just a Level Three…"

He dared to taunt him but remained frozen on his initial spot as he was too afraid to make any rash movements. He had been in a good state initially and perhaps had previously assumed that a Level Three individual was not a threat. However, things were different now. Almost eighty percent of his Mech had sustained damage while he was gravely injured as well. A mere Level Three was standing in front of him, but he gave off a threatening air faintly for unknown reasons.

"True Technique -- Destruction!!" roared Garen softly. The frequency of his explosions increased within a short span of time and his Mech charged forward suddenly again. Its speed had almost doubled.

Clang!!!

His Dual Blades split into two waterfall-like parts suddenly and sliced towards both sides of the Red-White Mech separately. The light from the blades resembled two muddled ribbons that flitted through the alley and cut the Red-White Mech's chest and head accurately.

"What the hell?!" the Red-White Mech could only take a step back as thin ripples appeared throughout its body. It managed to slow down the piercing light slightly, allowing its body to barely evade the two blades. However, the cockpit at the front of its chest was still inflicted with a cut that was a few centimeters thick. The cracking sound of damaged electric circuits could be heard, filing the area with the sound of static.

"You bastard…!!!"

It seemed as though the two Mechs had switched places when Garen turned around quickly. He glanced at his own right thigh where a deep cut wound had appeared there suddenly.

"External manifestations in the Mech Energy Fields? As expected of a Level Five expert of White Light."

When he crossed his Dual Blades, Garen could feel the distorted Willpower Energy Fields that were flowing in his surroundings and wrapping themselves around him. These Energy Fields slowed the movements of his whole body down constantly. It felt as if his entire body was trapped in mud, forcing him to deplete a lot of energy whenever he moved.

"Get lost if you don't want to die!!" roared the Red-White Mech angrily.

The corners of Garen's mouth curled and he laughed. The body of his Mech bowed slightly as if he was a tightly-coiled spring that was brimming with a strength that kept growing more frightening.

The Dual Blades were held parallel to both of his arms while the Black Mech itself resembled a crouching male eagle with wings that were slowly being spread.

A bluish-white aura rose from Garen's body slowly.

Pfoo!!!

The aura dispersed suddenly and caused everything around it to freeze slowly. White frost began forming on the ground while intricate ice crystals appeared on the walls gradually.

Clint stood on the side and shivered from the chill.

"Retreat quickly! It's Frost Radiation!!" Red Moon reminded him loudly while hints of shock could be heard in his voice. "How is this possible?! Frost Radiation should only appear at the Frozen Lake, so why would it occur here?!"

Clint piloted the Mech backward by several steps for more than ten meters before feeling slightly warmer. However, a thin layer of ice had formed on his body. It was suffocatingly cold.

"No… I can't do this… I'm going to die…" the vomit that covered his body had frozen and stuck to his body. It seemed as if illusions were appearing in front of his eyes.

"You…??!!" the Red-White Mech was pushed backward by the cold Energy Fields while he looked at Garen in shock.

Garen stood up slowly as bluish-white cold air dispersed throughout the area with him at the center. It seemed as though the cries of a small child were trapped in the cold air. It was strangely horrifying.