He quickly realized that various parts of Grandecy were being ravaged by Fakeslaves, and this Flamape was targeting the highly valuable Research Institute. If things were this chaotic outside, it meant that Zinchel and the procurement researchers could also be in danger. However, resolving the immediate threat was the top priority.
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"It seems you don't know who I am, do you?" Vork said, a sphere of red Weapower, resembling a floating water ball, forming in his palm. Its shape was unstable, and it appeared difficult to maintain its spherical form.
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Flamape seemed poised to spew flames across the ground, threatening widespread destruction. This could not be allowed. It also couldn’t be killed by ordinary means, as that would trigger an explosion like before.
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How should such a monster be dealt with? Vork tossed the spherical Weapower into Flamape's flame-filled eye socket but did not sever the connection. A Weapower thread linked his palm to the sphere, indicating he could control the Weapower this way. After a few seconds, Flamape's flames abruptly vanished. Its rocky exterior crumbled into powder, leaving only the floating red Weapower sphere.
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Researchers in the basement, watching the ground situation, were astonished. How was this done? Not even a post-mortem explosion occurred. Where did all the flames go?
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Vork had infused the Weapower into Flamape's body, enveloping its flame-producing core like water and attacking it. The flames were trapped inside the Weapower, unable to escape even upon death. Only Vork's complex Weapower could achieve this effect, surprising everyone with his formidable strength despite his frail appearance.
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Elsewhere in the city, Jennie, who was supposed to be studying Paradise knowledge to prepare for the Huntector exam, was fleeing in panic due to the sudden disaster. Several Skullbreakers leaped into her third-floor classroom. As it was a festival day, the teachers had left, leaving Jennie to study alone. A direct confrontation was inevitable.
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Just as the battle was about to begin, the classroom suddenly tilted, ready to collapse. It turned out that a Lurscorpion was causing havoc on the ground below. Despite being a Crimson Badge holder, Jennie would still be injured from a fall from such a height. She quickly jumped out the window, trying to find a balance point to stabilize herself.
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But outside the window, two Skullbreakers were already pouncing at her. Gathering an unformed red Weapower in her palm, she slapped one dead. However, her legs were bitten, causing blood to flow freely and leaving her unable to use her strength. She could only watch as she fell from the sky. Was her fate to die from a fall? She still had to become a Huntector to repay her grandmother's care.
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Never giving up until the end was the Huntector's motto! Jennie began thinking of ways to motivate herself. If she could turn and strike the ground with Weapower upon landing, she might cushion the impact and avoid severe injury. But with so many Fakeslaves on the ground and her legs incapacitated, survival seemed unlikely even if she managed to land safely. Despair started to creep in again.
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Just as Jennie was about to give up in her confused thoughts, she was suddenly enveloped in something warm and soft. It felt like an embrace.
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"Phew, that was close. Are you okay?" To her surprise, it was Cloude, the last person she expected.
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Safe in his arms, Jennie teared up. "Weren't you at home?"
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"I... I thought of you the moment the disaster struck," Cloude, usually so confident and aloof, was now stammering. His words and actions spoke volumes, showing that the best protector had been by her side all along.
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But there was no time for romance. A Lurscorpion swung its giant pincers at them, and Cloude leaped away with Jennie, retreating to a safer distance. "George, please help heal Jennie."
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George, dressed in an elegant green gown entwined with tree roots, lay tending to numerous wounded. The roots wrapped around them, healing their injuries.
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This was George’s Talent, "Elemental Dress: Wood." The roots channeled his energy into others, enough to stop bleeding and promote healing, though not as perfect as "R.I.P. Coffin." However, using this ability immobilized him, requiring assistance from others.
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Among the defenders was a courageous man, using his green-clad legs to fend off attacking Fakeslaves and protect the injured. Once a directionless and lazy man, he now bravely served others, atoning for past mistakes and upholding a fallen comrade's ideals.
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Lurscorpion noticed George healing and raised its pincers to attack. The other Huntectors rallied to defend. Suddenly, a figure wielding a green scythe severed one of the pincers and stood on the creature's back, grinning.
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"Glad you made it, Sakura. I was wondering how to deal with it."
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Throughout the city, people united against this catastrophe, showing humanity’s strength in the face of shared adversity.
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Back in the palace's great hall, Weleagle Skullbreaker and Titanwhale Skullbreaker faced off against five Kingsides. Despite the onslaught, they held their ground, though panting heavily. The Kingsides, also weary, showed signs of a fierce battle.
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