BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 754 Finding Max (6)

754  Finding Max (6)

The man pondered for a moment, contemplating the implications of the woman's words. "If what you say is true. Then we have a chance. However, what if he is even stronger than that? Would people like Becker and the Fierce Lioness be strong enough to take him down, eventually?"

Lyria listened to the man's assessment, but her expression remained thoughtful. "I understand your concerns, but I believe it may not be as straightforward as it seems. Even though Erik Kay is physically powerful, both Becker and the Fierce Lioness possess unique abilities that could give them an advantage over him."

She paused for a moment, her eyes focused. "In the case of the Fierce Lioness, her transformation into a Dragon grants her immense power, especially when combined with her ability to breathe fire. This hybrid power makes her a formidable opponent in both ranged and melee fights. I doubt that even with his monstrous strength, he could do something against a titanic beast such as a dragon."

Lyria continued, her voice filled with confidence. "Becker, instead, has honed his skills to perfection. His agility, precision, and mastery of various combat techniques make him a highly skilled warrior. He has proven repeatedly that he can adapt to any situation and emerge victorious. Besides, he has a wind controlling power. That man can make shields, blades, even armors with that. It is even weirder than the Fierce Lioness's brain crystal power because it is a sort of hybrid between an elemental power and an item conjuring power."

Lyria then paused a moment. She was recalling something. "I've seen Becker fight once. He gave his whole army weapons solidified from wind. Those things were able to cleave Thaids with the same ease a knife can cut butter."

The man's eyebrows furrowed in contemplation as he absorbed Lyria's words. "So you're saying that despite Erik's physical strength, Becker and the Fierce Lioness have the advantage due to their unique abilities?"

Lyria nodded affirmatively. "Yes, precisely. While Erik may be powerful in his own right, we cannot underestimate the strategic prowess and specialized skills possessed by Becker and the Fierce Lioness. Their abilities give them an edge that might tip the scales in their favor. The Blackguards are the same. However, while Becker and the Fierce lioness are more powerful, the Blackguards are more."

The man's expression softened as he considered this new perspective. "I see now. However, regardless of what Becker and the Fierce Lioness would be able to do, our situation is not good."

He paused for a second. "If he is at such a high level, it means we need to approach this situation with utmost caution and precision if we want to keep him in the city before the Blackguards arrive."

Lyria's voice carried a note of determination. "Absolutely. We'll also need to explore any potential weaknesses or vulnerabilities he may have aside from the lack of mana. No matter how powerful he is, there's always a way to bring someone down."

In that moment, Erik was thinking of how grateful he was for having the biological supercomputer.

Erik may have had a tiny amount of mana prior to his month long secluded training, but now he had enough to face most of the opponents.

Erik had never analyzed a Blackguard, but he assumed those guys would have at least double his mana levels.

If that was true, he had to use his sparingly and intelligently. That was not easy when 10 or 20 highly trained murder machines were coming at you.

As Erik hovered in his fly form, hidden from their view, he kept listening to the conversation unfolding before him.

The man realized the Blackguards were really behind all of this, and that the most likely reason was the biological supercomputer.

The problem was, Erik heard whispers and rumors about the Blackguards, tales of their strength and ruthlessness. They were known to be a force to be reckoned with.

But Erik remained steadfast in his confidence. Physically, he knew he had surpassed the capabilities of anyone on the planet.

His strength and endurance were unmatched. However, he understood that physical prowess alone wouldn't guarantee his safety, exactly as Lyria said. His weakness could be seen by anyone.

Bullets could still pierce his flesh unless he had a defensive power to shield him.

Numbers could overwhelm even the strongest individual, especially if they were coordinated and intelligent. The situation was far from ideal, and he couldn't shake off the unease that gnawed at him.

However, not knowing the extent of his improvements was going to be what would lead the Blackguards, and Lyria herself, to death under his blade. He was feeling unease, but he was also confident he could pull this off.

As he observed Lyria and the Deputy Chief Administrator discussing his abilities and potential weaknesses, Erik's mind raced with strategies to defend himself.

He pondered the best course of action, considering every scenario based on what the two were saying.

Finding Max now became imperative, as he needed his ability if he wanted to create as much chaos as possible, and if he wanted to get the information he needed from the same guys having that information.

Erik remembered the purpose behind all his actions. He wanted to know their knowledge about the biological supercomputer, their connection to Uncle Benjamin, to learn what they planned to do so he could avoid death, or worse, being captured.

The minutes ticked by as Erik continued to listen, his thoughts swirling.

He wondered how much time he had before the Blackguards arrived. Would he be able to evade imprisonment? Could he outsmart them?

Even with his confidence and unique abilities, doubts crept into Erik's mind. What if he wasn't prepared enough? What if his physical strength wasn't enough to overcome the obstacles ahead?

He had more mana than before, yes, but he was still far from the monstrous people with almost 1000 energy points.

Erik's fly-like senses heightened as he detected a shift in the atmosphere.

The tension in the room was palpable, and he could sense the fear and urgency in the two voices.

The weight of the unknown pressed upon him, fueling his determination to be ready for whatever lay ahead.

Forged by flames is out.