Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Chapter 94: Satisfied?

The punch was normal at first. Razer felt that it was no different from a normal punch he'd expect from a porter. For a millisecond, he was disappointed. He anticipated a lot from Atlan but it turned out that he was expecting the impossible from him.

But just as he was getting comfortable with the punch, he suddenly felt it accelerate at an insane speed in its follow-through. Atlan's fist already hit Razer's gut, but instead of slowing down, it suddenly generated an intense power in such a short amount of time.

Razer felt a sharp pain in his abs. The suddenness of this change shocked him so much that he forgot to breathe as he tried to analyze what happened. For the first time in a long time, he felt the wind knocked out of his body.

His body flung backward and he landed back on his seat, with the momentum pushing his bronze carriage away from the wooden chariot to the opposite side of the street.

Cough. Shock filled Razer's face as he spit in his mouth and saw his own blood. His hands shook. He never thought that he would get injured from a single punch, much less someone from a porter! He looked down at his Soul System and saw that the hourglass that symbolized his SoulTime suddenly poured out tons of sand.

He lost 50 days from that punch!

Razer looked back at Atlan and saw him still in his punching position. There was nothing special in his fists.

How is that possible?!

The Olympian couldn't understand how Atlan's seemingly normal body generated a power that could delete 50 days of his lifespan in one attack.

He didn't know that Atlan secretly used his SSS Physique LifeSkill at the very last second of that punch.

Atlan knew that he couldn't show his LifeSkill so openly, so he decided to activate it at the very last second—just at the moment when his punch would land.

To do this, Atlan generated the giant hand and hovered it around his skull-filled LifeSkill planet.

He found out that activating his LifeSkill for only a fraction of a second was easier than he thought. It was simple. He just had to imagine a weaker hand that was phasing in and out of existence so that it would only have enough power to touch the planet for a moment.

However, he messed up the timing and only activated the LifeSkill when the punch already landed. This diminished the punch's power as its momentum weakened when it hit Razer's stomach. That meant that the attack Razer felt was only a weakened version of Atlan's real LifeSkill punch.

Given that Razer didn't specialize in defense, he was still in the 4th stage Student realm. He wasn't supposed to get injured by someone in the 2nd stage.

This was only made possible because of Atlan's mysterious SSS class Physique LifeSkill as well as the strength buff of the other LifeSkills.

Ptooh. "I feel like I've been hit by a truck," Razer said, holding his stomach as the pain still lingered in his mind. "What did you do? Do you have relics on your body? Do you use any special weapons or armor?"

The Olympian man simply could not believe how Atlan did it. Even if Atlan and he were fighting normally, Razer would have to be wary of that punch.

"Are you satisfied now?" Atlan asked.

Razer wiped the blood off his mouth. "Are you kidding? This is just the beginning. It's my turn now!"

Just then, their chariots finally turned the last corner and they were finally onwards to the last straight track back towards the Colosseum.

There were supposed to be banners and spectators cheering them on after their arduous and grueling race in this competition. There was supposed to be a finish line that led back to the Colosseum itself.

But instead, they only saw another horde of Horse Canzers waiting for them.

Even the Colosseum itself was crawling with Canzers. As soon as the first ones saw the chariots racing in the distance, they immediately got into a frenzy and ran toward Atlan and Razer at fast speeds. Find your next read at m_v l|e-NovelBin.net

This time, Atlan didn't have to say anything as Razer finally noticed them.

"What's this?"

"It's what I've been trying to tell you. The Canzers have gone rogue."

Both of them slowed their chariots to a stop.

Razer couldn't help but curse his bad luck. This disaster happened just at the right moment when he was about to fight someone he found to be of equal strength to himself. This was a rare occasion. All of the people he had ever fought were people much older and had stronger power realms than him.

He had never felt challenged by his peers, especially someone much younger than him: he was usually too powerful for them.

But Atlan was the exception. Razer felt like the porter was the only one who could challenge him and push him to the limits. The thought of Atlan beating him excited him even more than him winning!

He wanted to go all out and fight Atlan right here and right now, but his sensible responsibilities stopped him from doing such idiotic actions.

The looming threat of the rogue Pseudo Canzers prevailed over his desire for a fight.

Then, they suddenly heard the sounds of multiple chariots coming towards them from the corner. It was Yasmine, Sola, and the others.

They finally caught up to the two leaders of the race and were surprised to find them stopped in the middle of the track. They still worried about the horde of Canzers behind them so they wondered why the two stopped running towards the portal.

Only when they passed the two of them did they finally understand. There was another horde in front of them.

Their shoulders slumped as they realized that there was no escaping this disaster. The rabid Pseudo Canzers encircled them with no way out.

They'd have to kill for their freedom.