The Ancient Genes

Abandoned Factory, Trinity.

The place was entirely engulfed in flames lighting up the night sky. It had only been a while since the fire in Warehouse Yard was brought under in control, and yet another fire had broken out. People sure were wondering what was going on. It seemed it wasn't the luckiest day for the people of the city.

On the other side...

Max, Lear and Logan stood inside the factory which was going up in flames. The heat here was a bit unbearable especially for Logan who had that thick coat of fur on him. Hell, it was even beginning to catch fire at a few places and irritate him.

He could only grind his sharp teeth in rage while glaring Max and Lear. He was surely planning to tear them apart if they somehow ended up at his mercy.

"Get ready.." Max said with a serious expression on his face, and Lear immediately pulled out his sword, ready for some action.

"Hahaha!! You really want to face me instead of running?" Logan looked at the two with an amused face. He really wasn't treating them as a match for himself.

"You will be my stepping stone for next break through.." Lear pointed his sword at Logan and snorted.

"I should step aside then." Max looked at Lear, and decided to give him an opportunity to fight to his hearts content and have a breakthrough.

"Where do you think you are going?!" Lear immediately stopped Max in horror. He wouldn't be having a breakthrough all alone, that was a recipe for is death.

"What? Didn't you want to have a breakthrough?" Max asked with a smile.

"Shut up and fight!" Lear retorted in anger, and his face twitched when he noticed Logan making a move, "Here he comes!"

"You better pay attention to me!" Logan roared in anger, as he swiped his claws at them.

Lear immediately manipulated both his swords and pulled in the numerous blades attached to them in his defense while Max pulled his spear out and raised it above to block the attack.

"Clang!"

A sharp metallic noised rang out as Lear was immediately send flying into the flames, and disappeared from their sight while Max was forced down onto his knees as the attack on him came crashing down from above.

A vein popped up on Max's forehead as he felt the extreme pressure forcing him down to the ground. This guy was definitely strong.

"Your plan is done for. Shouldn't you be running away? If you are caught, nothing good will come, my friend…" Max muttered with difficulty as he looked at the guy.

"Hmph! We have people in places to deal with them.." Logan snorted.

"Idiot, if the Noble Houses, and the Lords were so weak to be taken down by a bunch of random thugs from the Dark Society, they would have never existed in the first place." Max smiled at his idiocy, "The person who send you here has definitely fooled you. They just wanted you to kill these people. After that they wouldn't give a sh*t to what happened to you."

Logan's face twitched, but he snorted.

"You don't need to worry about me, I will get out of here after killing you two."

With that, his feet suddenly moved and his knee smashed into Max's abdomen.

"Bang!"

Max immediately controlled the mana around, and raised a slab of earth from the ground to protect himself. But, it didn't work. Logan's knees were rods of steel. It immediately smashed the slab into the pieces and then landed onto Max's body.

"Whoosh!"

Max was immediately sent flying as he crashed into one of the pillars before falling onto the ground. Blood immediately began to leak from the corner of his lips. That hit was definitely strong.

The Power of a Master Tier Mage at his peak couldn't be underestimated after all.

'It seems, I have been underestimating myself as well.' Max muttered inwardly as he wiped the blood and got back up. He definitely felt the difference, he wasn't the same guy at the start of the competition.

A frown immediately appeared on Logan's face. If he went by the norms, the guy in front of him should have been writhing pain and not getting up with a smile.

Logan slowly walked towards Max with his claws ready to dig out some flesh. He was certainly going to kill him one blow this time around.

Suddenly, Lear emerged from the flames behind Logan and with a pull of his hand, he sent the flexible blades piercing towards Logan. The blades all turned red after being seared in the flames and would do just more slicing when coming into contact.

Logan immediately reacted, and turned around to dodge. But, for some reason, he immediately felt his strength weakening and his connection with mana being cut off. This sensation was immediately overlapped by another weakening, and he felt his life withering, and his strength dropped further as a fear rose in his heart.

It was the fear of death.

People would have premonitions when their life force begun to wither, and the same was happening with him.

But, the sharp whistling noise along with the radiating heat of the blades woke Logan up from the illusion and he immediately tried to move.

"Shnk!"

But, he was a bit too late. The blades immediately sank at several parts in his body as his reaction had been slowed down. But, the guy still had managed to place his arms to protect his vitals part.

"Ssshh!!"

A searing noise came from Logan's body as smoke began to come out from the blades and a painful howl escaped from his mouth. It was evident from his face that it was hurting like hell.

"You b*stard! I will kill you!!" He screamed in anger, and with a tug of his hand, pulled the blade along with Lear towards him.

'Sh*t!' Lear cursed realizing the mistake, and immediately sent mana into his shoes planning to escape. But, he was already too close to Logan, he surely was going to take a blow for sure.

Logan immediately swiped down his claw on Lear. But midway, his expression changed, and he immediately stopped and turned around feeling the chill running down his spine.

"Shnk!"

A spear sank into Logan's palm as he barely managed to place that palm in front of his chest. A second later and Max would have dug his heart out.

"Tsk.." Max clicked his tongue as he tried to wrestle with him, and possibly overpower the injured guy. But, it wasn't happening anytime soon.

"Shnk!"

Logan's face suddenly twitched as he felt a sharp pain from behind, and slightly turned his head to see Lear stabbing a dagger into his back.

The force behind his palm seemed to weaken, and the tip of Max's spear pierce a bit into the Logan's chest. But, the guy didn't submit. Instead, his eyes were beginning to turn red. He was about to enter a state of frenzy. It was something that was peculiar among Beastmen variants.

Once it came, there would be a leap in strength. And, that would certainly be their downfall.

"Not so soon…" Max muttered as the color of his pupils suddenly deepened into a shade of pink and a strange aura overtook him.

Logan, who was about to enter the frenzy, paused for a second, not much. But, it was enough.

"Shnk!"

When he came back to his senses, a spear had pierced through his heart.