Chapter 14 Night When Rising Up (3)
Taman Thirtos, 8 PM. As dusk gradually gives way to darkness, the sky is filled with the fiery hues of the enchanting Garnet Moon. Its gentle light dances on the leaves, creating lively shadows on the ground, adding to the magical ambiance of the park that seems to whisper of timeless beauty.
"We are the strongest nation. Why am I completely powerless in front of him?" Hernandez said, his voice trembling with confusion. His body felt heavy, unable to move even slightly, not due to the serious wounds that plagued him, but because of the energy he had just released. The nerve sensors in his body were now in disarray, making signals from his brain unable to reach his muscles. In his despair, his gaze fell upon a girl who appeared more precious than a pile of diamonds, dangerously positioned in the chilling night, enhancing the effectiveness of the atmosphere. He desperately wanted to run to her aid, but faintly in the depths of his soul, a voice urged him to retreat, "If she understands the situation now, it's better for her to escape immediately."
Ten minutes ago
The explosion attack from Hernandez was once again thwarted by an invisible force. In an instant, a loud bang echoed, filling the night air. Suddenly, from the thick clouds of smoke, a fist shot out swiftly, brutally striking Hernandez's chin. Thrown into the air, his body spun before being slammed back to the ground by a man in a black cloak, who gripped his head tightly and then slammed it down, creating a crack that shattered the night's silence.
Arkgh ....! Fresh blood splattered from Hernandez's mouth, creating red droplets that contrasted starkly with the darkness of the night.
"Ho... w... ca... n... th... is... be," Hernández uttered in a halting voice, each word spoken with difficulty, as if he were struggling to muster strength from the depths of his defeated self.
"It's quite simple," came the reply, calm yet filled with conviction. "You just need to think several moves ahead of your opponent. Isn't that the essence of every fight?"
"I can't believe this," said Hernandez, his voice filled with despair as he scratched at the dry, cracked earth, as if trying to draw strength from the seemingly innocent ground.
After being struck by a thunderous attack from Firaga, Hernandez's body transformed into phase 3 Delta-Eisen. This change did not occur by his own volition; rather, the searing heat from Firaga triggered a profound alteration in the quantum spectrum flowing within him. The first phase, Hölle, was used when he launched an attack against the man in the black cloak, with his strikes seemingly held off by magnetische streu, a concept referring to the interaction between magnetic fields and ferromagnetic materials. However, the second phase, paramagnetischen, was able to penetrate his defenses, making the situation increasingly dire. In phase Delta-Eisen, the iron in his blood coalesced into a single point, taking on characteristics similar to Hölle, thus reacting strongly with magnetische streu. This is why, in this state, the magnetic iron could be easily inhibited by magnetische streu, heightening the tension in the air and creating an atmosphere of an unavoidable clash.
"You're not the only one capable of accessing the Quantum Spectrum," said the cloaked man, his voice hoarse yet firm, creating an aura of mystery around him.
"As I suspected, you're not as strong as you think," he taunted mockingly, "have you forgotten your own techniques?" His words echoed with a challenge that stirred the already tense atmosphere.