The Ancient Genes

Chapter 609: You Lose...

In an alley, around the Peddler's Street in Trinity…

A hole could be seen in the wall in one of the alley's. Broken bricks laid around the area, screams could be heard from inside the property which Max had broken into. It was very obvious for people to freak out, when an uninvited guest would suddenly come to your dining table, and that too by breaking through the walls of your house.

"Call the City Security Squad!!" An elderly voice sounded from inside the house.

Naze stood in the alley looking toward the hole in the wall with a weird look on his face, and soon a figure came walking out of the hole with a bow of noodles on his head.

"You are really stubborn," Naze's face turned a bit ugly when he saw that there were no signs of any injury on Max's face. Instead, he could see a shoe print on the sleeves of his shirt. It was clear that Max had let go of Naze's neck at the last moment to block the attack to his face.

"We need to end it fast, I don't wanna land in jail." Max said as he pulled the bowl off of his head, and threw it to the ground. "And, one more thing, the loser will build the wall with their own two hands."

Max said as he pointed behind only to see the two old terrified couples, who were peeking at the two of them through the hole in the couple. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ Noᴠelꜰire

As soon as they saw Max pointing towards them, they immediately ran away afraid of getting involved with the thugs.

Naze laughed, and just gave a nod in acceptance.

He then looked at Max, and beckoned him to come at him.

"Not making the first move anymore.." Max mocked him, before taking a step forward and speeding up.

"Whoosh!"

His figure moved at an insane speed breaking into after images, and Naze's pupil darted all around following Max's movement closely.

"Bang!"

Max struck, and Naze's face twisted in pain as he was immediately sent flying towards the dumpster and crashed into it.

"Crank!"

"You really wanna play like this?" Max looked at the guy lying in the trash, and laughed. "You will be dead if you think this will help you."

The guy had lost track of Max's movement at the last second, and in order to save his ass he had just covered his face with his arms. He did manage to avoid getting hit in the face, but if he thought that it was a good idea, then he was wrong.

He was just going on defensive. Not to mention, he was even reducing his own vision. It was nothing but giving Max an advantage.

"It is tougher than I thought," Naze slowly got up back onto his feet and shook his aching arms.

"Do you give up now?" Max raised his brow, and smiled at him.

"You really like getting cocky. If you didn't block the usage of energy, I would have punched that smirk off your face," Naze said with an annoyed look on his face.

"Well, you look more and more like the guy I know. It seems you are not some otherworldly creature after all." Max smiled and it was genuine. The guy wasn't as perfect as Max thought him to be.

"Well, I am a living being in the end. And, we aren't perfect, and we never will be."

Max looked at him with an odd gaze, but just shook his head.

"We don't have much time. So, how about we tweak the rules a bit?" Max asked with a calm look on his face.

"Oh? And, what that might be?" Naze asked with a bit of interest.

"We allow the use of energy for one second, no attacks, but only small scale support spells." Max looked at him for an answer, "How about it?"

"Deal!" Naze smiled, he thought that Max had just hit himself on his feet.

On the other side, Max's lips curled up into an evil grin as well.

The two once again went into their battle mode, and this time Max made the first move and immediately charged towards Naze.

Naze took a step forward, and positioned his palm before raising his other hand in defence.

And the moment Max closed, black threads immediately appeared all around him. The threads coiled around Max's body and even as he tried to dodge, it immediately went after him.

'This is...'

The black threads latched onto his arms. and immediately restrained him in the position.

Max's face immediately turned grim when he felt a dangerous feeling coursing through the threads. He was extremely familiar with this energy which had almost killed him once. It was the force which had eroded his body after he had used defiance in an attempt to save Lythia.

If it was not for Andriel, who saved her, he would be dead right now.

And now, he could clearly sense the same energy around Max, and it seemed to be probing him as if it had a consciousness of its own.

"Behave!" Naze gave a low shout as he struck his palm out.

It was unknown whom he was telling it to, but as soon as his words came out, the probing that Max was feeling from the energy immediately stopped.

It was really odd..

But Max didn't have much time to concentrate on the strange phenomena as he saw Naze's palm closing in towards his face.

Naze smiled as he looked at Max, the win was his.

But, something odd happened the next instant.

A strange pink hue appeared in Max's pupil for a next second, and a strange feeling took over Naze. It was definitely strange, he had no idea just what happened to him. But, he started to feel weird all over.

And before he could make a sense of the situation, a punch landed hard on his face.

"Bang!"

The fist sank into his face, and blood drizzled out of his nostrils as he staggered a couple of steps. It was only then that he broke out from the weird sense, and looked at Max in shock.

Max blew some air on his fist, signifying his victory. And, then he looked at Naze with a condescending smirk on his face, "You lose,"