《I Am Unstoppable》CH7 Chivalry!
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"arghh …..cough cough..."
Static Sounds coming from the frequency channel,
"Team G, Commander! what's the situation, Please respond"
The few gaurds left down at the basement were asking in a frightened tone.
"argh… Ambush!...Cough cough we ha.."
Zap!
After listening to the commander's voice which got cut off in the middle the guards at the basement had slight idea of what must have happened, they shivered at the thought of their commander being killed by someone just like that.
Lucifer was taking a stroll around the mutilated corpse and if they weren't corpse yet he shot through their heads making them one.
Lucifer had 56 crystals remaining which he couldn't store in his space Chip and these crystals were the cause of explosion. As crystals are fundamentally sources of concentrated energies, creating explosion from them was possible. But it was very wasteful to do so as a single crystal consisted of vast Kilo Joules of energy but the energy released by direct explosion wasted almost 97% of it in Self reactance the output being only 3% of the total energy.
Also the requirement for self explosion required special thermal conditions. Lucifer could only do this because he could connect to the source code of crystals and send in appropriate frequency data and signal them to explode this process used up another 1% of the output energy as the crystals performed this reaction internally themselves.
When the soldiers fired laser pulses the frequency of the lasers triggered the reactive activity in the Prime Crystals
It was like the crystals used up their own energy to make them capable of reaching the thermal conditions required to explode.
But even if 2% output with 56 crystals the energy released in the form of heat was more than enough to annihilate the entire group of armed soldiers.
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Lucifer after making sure that all the soldiers were now together on their trip to afterlife started taking steps towards the basement of the mansion.
Although his job was already done and with so many of the soldiers dead he would face no disturbance during escape but Lucifer wanted to give a gift to Ms. Felicia, a gift of 'dead husband' so that she could be free but that wasn't the sole purpose the main reason behind this was to cut the roots of revenge with the surveilence recording his dashing face he was bound to on the wasnted list by the government if James reported him.
Although Lucifer knew this was too much of an effort with the vista still alive but there was kind of an exciting feeling in his heart imagining the outcome.
"Fucking the wife, killing the husband haha damn that's cruel!"
Realising that he had a weird fetish Lucifer shook his head and calmed his heart reasoning his action was because he wanted to save the 'damsel in distress' and it will be a 'chivalrous act'.
Basement Of Mansion…
"Aaaa! all you fools ….useless! useless! useless!"
Bang!
The soldier who reported the happenings was shot in the head by James in his frustration.
The remaining three soldiers watched their comrade die a disgraceful death silently and couldn't help but curse the man in front of them.
Just as James started pointing gun towards another soldier a solid muscular hand held his shoulder.
James looked at the Tall Vista, his built reassured him a little and he put his gun down. There could also be seen a little fear in James eyes after all the only thing tying this vista to him was because he unknowingly had saved Zacob's life. If not for the deep feeling of owing one's life that Zacob had it would not be difficult for Zacob to leave him whenever he wanted.
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James flatteringly asked Zacob,
"how much chance do you have of beating him?"
Zacob thought for a while,
"The fact that he has only used explosions so far means he maybe weak, but the grasp of timing and the pace at which the incidents are happening indicate otherwise"
James started to become nervous. Zacob's level was 10 although with his physique he could handle someone a level above him but more than that it would be a game of life and death.
Zacob sighed looking at this pussy master of his and answered,
"there's no use thinking about stuff like this now, when he comes I will distract him and you go for the escape"
James felt relieved although he felt bad for Zacob afterall he would loose a powerful pawn if the enemy was too hard of an obstacle.
The soldiers at the door heard footsteps and they pointed there guns frighteningly. Lucifer calmly walked down and the soldiers pressed the triggers in an instant.
Flash! …
All the soldiers could see was the discharge of slight yellow-blue lightning and saw their own headless bodies spinning. Before they could realise it wasn't their bodies spinning but their heads they had long passed by.
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