BXBX NOVEL Chapter 326: Incoming Fire
'Oh, they were watching me,' Reign thought as he noticed the small camera in the elevator.
He gave it the middle finger before smashing through the ceiling to make his escape.
As long as he was careful, he could get out of this place without revealing his true identity, relying only on his hunter and mercenary techniques.
He decided to escape the facility and abandon thoughts of confronting Juggernaut for now.
It wasn't fear that held him back, but the knowledge that facing the meta-human might force him to use the majority of his power.
That would reveal his true identity to everyone.
Even if he destroyed the city within a day, this region would become a focus of interest. It would make it more difficult for him to move and target other places in the future.
If he got really unlucky, he might even get a visit from an actual Demon King.
He was strong, but he was still far from being able to contend with the second highest rank in the hierarchy of this world.
SWOOOSH!
Reign sprinted upward at the elevator shafts. Using his undead eye, he located the main floor by tracking the highest concentration of vitality.
'So they're waiting for me,' he chuckled to himself.
BANG!
With a powerful kick, he sent the door flying open.
As expected, a storm of bullets erupted from the other side. But he was ready.
He grabbed both halves of the door and used them as shields to block the incoming fire.
However—
The bullets came flying in, and none were stopped by his makeshift shield.
'Damn, those movies were a lie,' he thought.
Realizing the door was practically useless, he quickly threw it, sending it crashing into the shooters.
The guards, momentarily stunned by the flying door, quickly regrouped and resumed their assault.
But Reign was already a step ahead. He vaulted over one of them, using his momentum to kick another in the chest, sending him sprawling.
This caused the other guards to react, and they immediately started shooting at him.
RA-TA--TAT--TA-TATTATTT!
As the bullets continued to fly, he quickly adapted to the situation.
With his closed proximity to the incoming fire, he grabbed nearby people, using them as shields to protect himself from the gunfire.
He held them in front of him, their bodies absorbing the bullets while he moved.
At the same time, he used their struggles to his advantage.
After they were riddled with holes, he threw their bodies towards the surviving attackers like makeshift projectiles.
This had a huge impact on everyone's morale when they saw how easily he handled the situation.
"Fall back, get out of the combat robots' line of fire!" one of the officer shouted.
The order quickly sent everyone scrambling for cover, their movements creating a brief opening for Reign to move.
He swiftly advanced, using the confusion to his advantage as he closed in on the entrance.
However—
A group of robots blocked him, their mechanical arms whirring as they prepared to fire.
They looked intimidating, with shiny metal bodies and glowing red eyes, but to him, they were nothing more than simple obstacles.
Even though he was holding back a lot, they were no threat at all.
"Take this!" he declared, grabbing a nearby metal tray and hurling it like a frisbee at the nearest robot.
CLANG!
The metal tray struck its target's head, making the robot spark and collapse from the force he had put behind the throw.
As the first robot fell, the remaining ones reacted violently. He noticed they seemed to shift into a higher gear, their red lights flashing more intensely.
They began firing intense heat waves from their hands, sending scorching streams of energy slicing through the air.
Reign sprang into action. He dove to the side, narrowly avoiding the first wave of heat.
As he moved, he tried to use the metal tray to deflect the incoming fire, holding it up to shield himself from the blazing streams.
But, just like the elevator door, the tray quickly began to melt under the intense heat. It became too hot to be useful, so he threw it toward the other robots.
Hot metal flying at high speed had a good effect.
The heat and impact made some of the robots short-circuit and stop working, their systems overloaded by the surprise attack.
'Nice, I can't believe I actually got an idea from that,' he chuckled to himself.
But it wasn't over. The other guards quickly joined the fray, adding to the chaos.
Following orders, they started shooting, their guns roaring as they opened fire on him.
'These guys are irritating,' he thought as he faced the escalating threat.
Instead of retreating, he decided on a merciless strategy.
He continued to dodge the searing heat waves, but now he maneuvered himself deliberately in front of the armed guards.
The heat waves from the robots struck them instead of him.
"ARGHHHHHH! STOP FIRING! STOP FIRING !" The guards' screams cut through the chaos as the heat waves burned their bodies.
Their uniforms started to smoke, and the air around them shimmered with the intense heat.
Everyone was caught off guard and unprepared for the friendly fire, taken down by their own allies' attacks.
This led to the guards hesitating, afraid to shoot at him in case he used them as shields again.
They might be guards, but their lives were more important to them than loyalty and money. Both could be earned, but not life and time.
'An opportunity!' he exclaimed as he dashed forward.
Rather than fighting the remaining robots, he leapt past them, not wanting to waste any more of his precious time.
BEEEP! BEEEP! BEEEP!
The heavy steel doors of the main entrance began to close, a last-ditch effort by the facility to trap him inside.
His eyes focused as he calculated the distance. He had only seconds to make it, but he wasn't worried at all. He had a lot of power to spare.
'Time to pick up speed,' he thought to himself, cutting through the armed personnel in his way with quick, sharp strikes.
They fell as he passed by, their surprised and pained cries blending with the constant sound of gunfire.
As the space between the closing doors got smaller, Reign quickly decided to act.
He jumped forward and slid across the smooth marble floor like a skilled athlete.
THUD!
The doors slammed shut behind him with a loud crash, sealing off the entrance.
'It's not over yet,' he thought to himself.
He quickly got to his feet and stood up, where another batch of armed guards was waiting for him.
'You people can't wait to die,' he chuckled, turning it into a one-sided massacre against anyone unlucky enough to be in his path.
"Fire!" one of the officers ordered.
They tried to shoot or fight back, but he was quicker.
He struck one guard in the neck, sending blood spraying.
Another one aimed a gun, but he just grabbed it, twisted it away, and then stabbed the same gun in the chest of the real owner.
THUD!
The guard fell to the ground bloodied and dead.