Chapter 26 Fitran vs Pastor (4)
"I don't have to wait any longer to kill you," the pastor declared with a tone of superiority, thrusting his gleaming spear toward Fitran's head. In a desperate situation, Fitran's body was on the brink; however, he summoned his courage and tried not to show fear. The promise he held was so strong, binding him with the hope that he must not die here.
With agility, Fitran stuck out his tongue, taunting even in the face of death.
"Still able to mock," the pastor said with a sneer, as the spear approached Fitran's eye, making it appear like a dark shadow ready to end a life.
"You're wrong," Fitran replied, his voice firm despite the pressure.
"The formula is complete," he continued, adding a tense edge to the increasingly ominous situation.
Suddenly, the spear held by the pastor quivered as if sensing the tension that filled the air.
Whosh ...!
The spear shot forward swiftly, shifting to the right and grazing Fitran's face, lightly nicking his earlobe. The pastor, with a razor-sharp gaze, witnessed a velata that was fierce attacking another velata. Suddenly, one velata infiltrated his spear, redirecting the attack towards Fitran, while the other sped forward, opening its mouth wide as its head, ready to pounce.
In a critical moment, Fitran harnessed the wave frequencies emanating from the depths of the planet. These frequencies were very low, yet their wavelengths reached around 1000 kilometers. The source of these waves originated from the planet's mysterious atmosphere, where cavities created resonance. This resonance was captured by Fitran's ears as a receiver and processed by his tongue as a transmitter, subsequently channeling that energy to the accompanying velata.
"You bastard," the pastor growled, with fury boiling in his voice.
The pastor reached for something from his place again. With determination, he raised his sword and exclaimed, " Sword of Lightning Light."