I See One Second Into The Future: Loner In The Apocalypse

Chapter 252 Reckless

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After stunning the party, the moth flew into the air before swooping down towards the closest target, Nyoka. It seemed that Nyoka wasn't too badly affected, as he was still aware of the impending danger from his gaze.

Though while he was aware, it appeared moving wasn't exactly the easiest from how sluggish his movements were.

While Kairos' defense had shattered instantly, at the very least it appeared to reduce the effects on him. With that in mind, he gathered the lightning around his body and condensed it around his mouth.

Though since the moth wasn't exactly waiting for him, he didn't get much time to charge up.

After a few seconds, he decided it was better to just release it, as there was no time.

As the moth rapidly approached, various claws of different sizes appeared out from the top of its head at awkward angles. Right before it collided with Nyoka, a beam of electricity slammed into its side, diverting its trajectory ever so slightly.

Reacting immediately, Nyoka dragged his body to the side.

The tips of the claws still grazed the side of his head before slamming into the ground with an ear-piercing screech. While he wasn't uninjured, it could've been far worse. Nyoka let out a hiss, twisting around before expanding his jaws to their limits and slamming into the moth's back.

A shrill shriek resounded throughout the room as the moth struggled intensely while the fangs sank inside its body.

It took off into the air, forcefully dragging Nyoka along with it. At the same time, several smaller snakes split off from his main body and bit into the wings of the moth. Though through it all, it continued lifting further up into the air.

Nyoka was also losing his grip, partially because of the chaotic flight, and also because the moth was tensing its muscles with incredible force. In the end, Nyoka was forced to let go, along with all of his smaller snakes. They merged back into his body before he slammed into the ground.

As for Sara and Jeff, both of them seemed to have more or less recovered. Sara took off into the air once more while Jeff had started moving. While they would need a moment to join the battle, it was only a matter of time.

The moth appeared to spread out its wings once more.

Its body began vibrating once more, which made Kairos think of its first attack. He couldn't help but grow tense, but at a closer look, the movements were noticeably different.

The gray circles on its wings were normally far more pronounced in their movements. But this time, it was the entire body that was trembling strangely, almost like it was on the verge of bursting.

Kairos thought about rushing in, but ultimately decided against it, instead opting to observe.

A few moments later, countless cracking sounds filled the air one after another as branches of black tendrils rapidly extended out of the moth's body, almost like it was being overgrown by some sort of plant.

They continued branching out for a while, before slowing down. Near its end, they slowed down to a crawl, until they nearly stopped moving altogether. Then out of nowhere, they suddenly snapped towards Nyoka, clearly quite antagonized by his attacks.

Kairos had run up the moment he noticed who the moth's target was, though he wasn't going to make it in time. The various tendrils ripped into and bound Nyoka's body. As for Nyoka himself, he let out a hiss and glared at the moth. Snakes split off from his body, springing out and ripping into the tendrils, essentially turning into a hundred versus hundred fight.

Kairos ran over, though the actual battle that the tendrils were having with the snakes was a little bit too chaotic for him. They were in a fierce battle with each other, ripping one another apart.

He frankly didn't intend on messing with the mosh pit of a fight in there.

Instead, he tried to fight from a different angle, raising his claw. Yet the moment he did so, countless other tendrils had shot out from its body and wrapped around his hand. Despite moving before they had actually done so, he wasn't able to escape their grip.

Still, he didn't just give up there. Kairos reached out with his other claw, which was similarly bound just a few moments later. Despite the fact one of his claws was reinforced by his weapon, they were both as immobile as the other. It really made Kairos look at the intense ripped-up fight with snakes and tendrils in a whole different light.

Speaking of tendrils, he looked ahead and saw several of them rushing toward the spot above his heart, which definitely would've been fatal for a normal resident in this place. But regardless, taking the full brunt wouldn't be a good thing.

Still, he didn't even try to fight it.

A moment later, a violent gust of wind came down, suddenly slashing all of the tendrils in half, along with a booming shriek from the moth.

Sara had come down before soaring back up into the air. With that one attack, she didn't push any further, instead observing from above, waiting for another opportunity.

Nyoka used this brief free moment to aggressively bite down into the moth's head, causing black blood to spurt into the air. Seeing this, Kairos couldn't help but feel like he was being too tame.

And seeing the blood and tendrils in the air had suddenly made him want to go further.

Feeling his intentions, the wolf sharing his consciousness had also gotten quite excited as well, spurring his actions even further.

The moth attempted to fly once more, but Kairos made sure to jump onto its back before it could do such a thing. After digging his claws into the back of its wings, he opened his jaws wide and bit down.

In response, the moth continued to struggle violently while screeching and began taking off to the air once more. However, Kairos made sure to stick as closely as possible. A few stray tendrils from the moth's body had ripped into his, albeit with far less force than before.

But it was still enough to cause wounds to form in his body.

Yet, Kairos didn't even seem to recognize this fact. He continued to force his jaws deeper, slowly ripping out a chunk out of the moth that realistically wouldn't even fit in his mouth.

In the midst of this sudden bloodlust he felt, he didn't pay attention to anything else.

As he continued to soar into the air along with the moth, the gradual sound of tearing and ripping was all he needed to know, as it meant progress towards ripping the moth apart. Despite his future vision, he didn't even notice as the patterns on the moth's wings began vibrating in what should've been a very familiar way.

And his reward for all his determination, showed as he pulled away with a large part of the moth, leaving a ghastly wound that began bleeding in various parts and in different places at the same time.

Yet, before he could truly revel in this victory, he suddenly lost consciousness, not even with a real understanding of what just happened.

The moth had let out a supersonic blast, directly blowing Kairos away like a shooting star across the room and slamming into the wall. He then proceeded to fall from a rather high height, landing on the ground with a plop.

As for the others, they were still recovering from the effects of the attack once more and didn't realize what happened until he was already on the ground. Kairos regained consciousness a few moments later, but whether or not that was a good thing was debatable.

Everything was a blur and he had forgotten why he was even here in the first place. The only thing that was clear was the pain that racked his entire body. As his vision gradually cleared up, he quickly recalled what happened, and did what he could to get back up on his feet.

Yet, he also was met with the hard truth that it appeared some bones were fractured, the ones in his legs just being some of them, giving him an awkward limp. Along with that, the moth was looking at him in anger, swooping towards him in a blind rage.

Realistically, he should've thought of a way to defend himself.

Yet, he could only think of the best way to kill the moth in front of him. The consequences of such an action hadn't even crossed his mind.