BXBX NOVEL Chapter 292: Grand Entrance
As a ninja specializing in stealth and covert missions, Nobu was used to encountering other skilled shinobi. But he hadn't heard a single footstep.
Then, a realization struck him. "Seki-Sama, that person matches the description of the unknown fighter who will fight Alfonso!"
"Are you sure, Nobu-san?" she asked skeptically.
"I'm sure, Seki-Sama."
"If the person we saw is going to face off against a well known Platinum Mercenary, just how strong is this Alfonso?" she pondered aloud.
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Reign ordered 2 dozens of steaks and fed them to Wick, pretending to eat one himself to maintain his disguise among the patrons.
"This tastes terrible," he grumbled, clearly displeased. He wished they served something better than this; like human meat.
Meanwhile, Wick seemed to enjoy the meal.
'You have really low standards,' Reign sighed, finding his pet too domesticated. 'I'll have to toughen him up later.'
If Wick was to be his battle companion, he needed him to be ruthless and effective when needed.
Reign recalled the three-headed dog and the Demon Wolf he had encountered before.
He desired a bad-ass mount like them. Since Wick was his only pet and he cherished him deeply, Reign wanted him to become stronger.
To achieve this, he planned to train his pet through live combat and by feeding him ample human targets.
He also had access to the System Store, where he could purchase items to accelerate Wick's growth.
'Speaking of which, I wonder what would happen if I added another DNA to him. Like the DNA of a Bat Demon—would he grow wings and be able to fly?' he mused, eyeing Wick, his imagination racing.
'Hey system, can I combine multiple DNAs in one organism?' he asked eagerly, seeking clarification.
[System: Affirmative, but the host needs to find compatible DNA. Too much difference could lead to mutation or death.]
'I thought as much,' he nodded thoughtfully, absorbing the system's response.
Enhancing Wick with additional DNA to unlock new abilities intrigued him, but he understood the risks involved.
He resolved to research and plan carefully before attempting anything that could harm his beloved companion.
As he contemplated the possibilities, the train's announcement interrupted his thoughts.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now approaching the next stop. You will have a 30-minute break at the underground station before continuing our journey," the train driver's voice echoed through the carriage.
'Oh, it's time to deal with that woman and her bodyguard,' a sadistic smile crept onto his lips.
'Finally, a chance to relieve some stress. I hope he's strong enough not to disappoint me too much,' he added with a smirk.
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The passengers interested in the battle wasted no time and immediately gathered to watch.
Even the guards depending the underground station were curious, joining the crowd under the cold tunnel lights.
Excited whispers filled the air as everyone waited for the showdown between Alfonso and Reign.
They stood back at a safe distance, knowing even a spar could cause a lot damage.
The atmosphere was tense with anticipation as they prepared to witness two formidable individuals face off.
"He's here!" a spectator shouted, pointing at Alfonso who now wore a grayish-black power armor covering his entire body up to his neck. Its flexibility was evident in how easily he moved.
"Damn, that's the FLEX Defender from SPARK Corporation!" another spectator exclaimed. "It's the latest model judging by the design. BioGen doesn't cut corners with their bodyguards."
"Isn't that the one that costs 40,000,000 credits?" another chimed in.
"Yeah, that's the one."
"Wow, Alfonso is really going all out. I think this is going to be a bloody battle," one spectator remarked.
"Yeah, no kidding. Someone might end up dead today, and I'm pretty sure it won't be my boy Alfonso," another man, looking slightly intoxicated, laughed loudly.
He had bet 5,000,000 credits in favor of Alfonso.
When Alfonso reached the center, another bodyguard brought a long black briefcase and placed it on the ground.
He opened it, revealing an impressive weapon: a massive, double-edged sword with a unique design.
When held by the handle in the middle, it looked as if the wielder was holding two swords with one hand— one blade pointing up and the other down.
The broad, angular blades were etched with intricate geometric designs, giving the weapon an air of power.
Its metallic surface had a weathered, battle-worn appearance, hinting at its extensive use in countless battles.
The hilt, located at the midpoint of the blades, was crafted with ornate golden details, providing both elegance and a secure grip.
Eager to display his strength, Alfonso raised the weapon and spun it, causing it to blur as it generated wind .
The dual blades rotated rapidly, creating a visual effect like a helicopter rotor, showcasing both his power and the weapon's lethal potential.
The hum of the weapon alone made everyone gulp, their mouths dry with anticipation.
Some spectators who had bet on Reign were now having doubts.
No matter how they looked at it, Alfonso clearly had the advantage with both his weapon and armor.
His power armor and formidable double-edged sword looked like an unfair combination against any opponent.
"He's here too!" One spectator broke the silence, pointing to a figure walking alongside his dog.
Unlike Alfonso's grand entrance, Reign appeared in the same casual clothing as before, showing no sign of any power armor.
"Is he planning to fight like that?" spectators murmured anxiously, especially those who had bet on him.
"He's not even wearing a power armor? That's suicide!" someone exclaimed, their disbelief turning to frustration.
"I think he's throwing the fight!" one man exclaimed angrily. "Hey, give me back my money!"
Lucas sensed the tension among the crowd and stepped forward to calm their concerns.
"Hey, don't jump to conclusions. My bodyguard's strategy is different. He's a speed type, relying on agility and quick attack rather than armor."
"I don't know, man. Alfonso looks like a walking fortress over there," another remarked skeptically.
Lucas nodded . "I get it, but trust me, my bodyguard knows what he's doing. His techniques are unconventional, but really effective."
"But what if he gets hit? He's toast! Alfonso's weapon can cleave a metal in half !" a voice shouted, growing more agitated.
Lucas raised his hands in a calming gesture. "Look, I'm just as invested as you are, but my bodyguard got this. Let's give him a chance to show us what he's capable of."
The crowd grumbled with uncertainty, torn between faith in Reign's unorthodox approach and fear of losing their bets.
As tension mounted, all eyes remained fixed on the upcoming clash, waiting to see how this daring gamble would unfold.
Reign ignored the crowd noise and walked confidently towards his designated spot.
As he approached, he glanced at his daring opponent, slightly tilting his head up due to the height difference between them.
"You look like a garbage bin ," Reign pointed out bluntly.