Blood Assimilation

Randy had already suffered enough at the hands of others for way too long, and if, at this moment, he does not fight back, then when does he plan to do so?

If the other parties had the intention to cause him harm and he does not have the determination to harm them, then when would he be able to do so?

That night, when he was knocked unconscious and taken and helplessly beaten by Jeremiah and his goons, that night was especially vividly memorable for him.

Enough to the point that it always made him angry whenever he thought back to what he experienced that day.

The excruciating pain that Randy felt when he was beaten by Jeremiah and his goons that night, was unlike anything that Randy had ever experienced throughout his years.

 And that was because he was already exhausted and worn out from using the training center back then before they even started beating him up.

And thus, the pain from every punch was etched into his memory, and today when he was hit in the back by the first presence, Randy instantly recalled that sensation from back then.

Although it was not comparable in terms of the force of this attack, but because back then, he had not awakened just yet, so it was pretty much the same in terms of the pain inflicted.

But so far, he had been keeping his calm, waiting for the suitable time to exact his revenge.

At this moment, an enraged voice resounded as it approached his position.

"Fucking brat, show yourself! Are you going to be a coward even after you've killed my subordinate?!" The sunglasses man exasperatedly shouted and dashed forward.

"…"

Randy did not respond to the other party's provocations because right at this moment, their other subordinate had already approached him as soon as the sunglasses man started moving toward him.

The distance between the subordinate and Randy was short, so the other party closed the distance and approached him very quickly.

The other parties could not see him since Randy could completely hide his presence from these people except the one that died by his hand.

However, if he moved around to attack or dodge their attacks, they could instantly pinpoint his location.

That was because the moment he makes a move, he would instantly give away his position just from the impact on the ground as he uses it as a foothold to lounge himself forward.

Due to that, it would make it easy for those experienced in combat to pinpoint his position attack him right away.

That was an unavoidable situation as it was not like he could fly to avoid their incoming random attacks.

Nonetheless, he had prepared for this other person's attack.

They were the same presence that attacked him before in his back.

And so, Randy especially had a grudge with this presence from before due to them almost breaking his spine.

Had he not shifted his body in time to avoid getting his spinal bone from being hit, he would have been left crippled.

With that thought in mind, he immediately shifted his body as he dodged the subordinate's attack.

According to what he perceived through his infrared vision, it seemed to be some materialized hard substance entirely made up of energy.

Or at least that was what he saw through his infrared vision.

Swish!

A sound of something sharp, cutting through the air, resounded in the background, causing Randy's heart to beat usually fast at that moment.

'What the hell, that was an actual weapon! Now that it has come to this, I need to undo this assimilated state.' Randy inwardly exclaimed in shock when he realized what was going on.

As he was about to undo his assimilated state, he suddenly stopped.

'But wait, if I do that, then I would be risking my life without knowing where the other members of this group of people were hiding beforehand. That is too dangerous…' Randy surmised as he continued to dodge the attacks from the subordinate.

"Tsk!" Rand felt annoyed after thinking of this.

"Ahahaha, you are one of the most interesting people that I have met who could avoid my attack at such a close distance." The subordinate said as he continued to attack him, seemingly enjoying this situation.

And he then continued: "Earlier I only materialized a gauntlet to attack, but this time, would your skin be able to handle the brunt of my scythe's slashes? Ahahaha!"

Even though he seemed to be mocking Randy, he still kept his eyes on the places Randy movements as he dodged his attacks, thus chasing after Randy's position and continuing with his attacks.

Within the next few moments, the other party kept on slashing through the air relentlessly in hopes of cutting him into pieces.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Slash!

Drip!

'Damn it!' Randy cursed as one of the other party's attacks glazed his cheek even though he had already avoided it.

Blood started dripping down his cheeks from the attack.

'I can only see the energy in the weapon and not completely make out its true form. This is too troublesome; I need to undo my assimilated state, regaining my sight to predict the trajectory of the weapon and also its true form.'

Randy deeply thought as he continued to barely avoid the attacks from the other party using his instincts at this point.

Although he was able to dodge the attacks sometimes, he could not avoid them all.

And so right at this moment, there were shallow cuts all over his body, ripping his school uniform apart.

"My uniform, you bastard! Do you know how much this cost?! Hah!"

Randy could not take it anymore and shouted in fury when his uniform was gradually ripped by the other party's weapon attacks, turning it into tattered clothes.

Until now, he was still second-guessing his decision, but when he noticed that even his clothes were being torn apart by the other party's attacks, he could not help but lash out by throwing a punch at them.

However, the other party easily dodged by moving backward before the punch could reach them. 

"Whoa there, what kind of fist technique is this? For it to be capable of causing a ripple in the air, it must be some high-ranking fist technique. Too bad though, I can easily cover my skin with my ability, so whatever that is won't be able to cause any significant damage to me as you did with our supporter."

The subordinate proudly declared as they stood in the distance right next to the sunglasses man.

For some unknown reason though, the sunglasses man did not bother to intervene during his subordinate's attacks just now, despite him making a move as if he was going to attack earlier.