Chapter 955: The Power of Fate
Translator: Sean88888
Editor: Elkassar1
Time passed by in the blink of an eye. Sheyan ran with all his might, while Fate very calmly tailed him from behind. Fate was like a spider steadily moving on a cobweb, leisurely observing the actions of the prey that had fallen into its net.
But fate did not know that Sheyan was counting down in his mind.
'10, 9, 8, ... ... 2, 1! '
'120 seconds is up!'
Sheyan suddenly turned around and dashed in Fate's direction!
Sheyan had turned back when the distance between him and Fate was the shortest at less than 150 meters. Like a 100-meter hurdles sprinter, Sheyan jumped up with his hands in front of his face, crashing hard into a window in front of him.
The glass shattered and collapsed. A shocked saleswoman stood in front of Sheyan; Sheyan gently pushed her away. Then, after a tumble, he rushed out the door and finally saw Fate, who was riding a motorcycle in the distance on the long street!
Fate, of course, realised that he had been exposed. He turned around in an instant and pounded on the throttle, attempting to flee in the opposite direction.
Honestly, speed wasn't Sheyan's specialty. To catch up with the motorcycle with his legs was unrealistic. But Sheyan remained silent and continued to chase after Fate, refusing to give up.
Right at the moment Fate's motorcycle had accelerated to top speed, Sheyan unleashed his new ability: the 'Power of Corrosion'!
This ability could only be used after an enemy had been affected by his disease for 120 seconds, and could only target a single enemy.
(TL note: From ch. 907: 'By activating the 'Power of Corrosion', Sheyan could, in the next five seconds, actively trigger the next appearance of the disease symptom instead of waiting for it to randomly appear like before. The enemy would not experience any of the remaining symptoms in the next 30 seconds to two minutes.' )
After activating the 'Power of Corrosion', Sheyan could, in the next five seconds, actively trigger the next appearance of the symptom. He could also choose the symptom instead of waiting for one to randomly appear like before!
Sheyan coldly watched Fate put on a show of motorcycle skills as he navigated through the busy street hundreds of meters away. His lips curled into a sinister smile.
"You've had me dancing in the palm of your hand for too long! Now.... Hmmph! I'll let you have a taste of your own medicine! Pneumonia symptom: activate!! Activate symptom: severe cough! (The enemy will be assaulted by a fit of coughing, during which they will be rendered unable to move, attack or cast.)"
Fate was currently traveling between a bus and a Ford Raptor, and he looked so skilled that he could achieve a speed of nearly 100 kmh even in traffic (about 62 mph). A slight gap between vehicles was enough for him to sneak through.
But as Fate revved on the throttle to overtake the Ford Raptor ahead, an inconceivable itch spread through his throat. He immediately stiffened and had to cough to relief the uncomfortable sensation.
'Damn, I was attacked by the enemy!' Fate reacted extremely fast. There was instantly a flash of light on his body, indicating the use of medicine to dispel abnormal states.
But it didn't work!
A light flashed on Fate's body again. Besides the medicine, he also had a skill to lift abnormal states!
But it didn't work too!
Fate actually managed to remain calm and collected under such circumstances. The final move he pulled was to summon a dinosaur with a scroll! The dinosaur could cause confusion and could also delay the enemy. Every second was precious.
His thought process was as calm and as meticulous as a robot. He would not be affected by any external factors. If he must get hurt, he would make sure to keep the damage to a minimum.
A relentless urge to cough finally overcame him. Fate coughed fiercely for three seconds. While he coughed, he was unable to move, attack, and cast, so the direction of the police motorcycle, which had reached 100 kmh, remained askew.
The bus in front and the Ford Raptor in the back were traveling at a speed of at least 50 kmh. Under such circumstances, the motorcycle's skewed handlebar eventually led to very serious consequences. Everything happened like a movie - the collision, the fall, the rear-end!
The police motorcycle, caught in the middle, was slammed into the bottom of the Ford Raptor. The bus kept pushing hard from the back. The police motorcycle finally could bear the excessive pressure no longer, and exploded.
It was only then that Fate recovered from his violent coughing. He had the honour to be the piece of meat in the steel sandwich. He struggled to climb out of the wreck with blood in his mouth. If it wasn't for the summoned dinosaur cushioning the blow, he would have suffered even more serious injuries. Fire started spreading over his body, but Fate had no time to put them out. Instead, he kicked the wreckage of the motorcycle that pinned him down, and staggered away in a hurry.
That's because he could feel a great threat approaching behind him. The opponent had suppressed his fury for so long and had painstakingly laid down the trap, so the chance left for him to escape was slim to begin with!
Fate was a mage-type contestant, after all. His Physique and Agility could never compare to Sheyan's. His strength was that, by changing some small events, he could create a chain reaction which could produce extremely serious consequences. It was not dissimilar to the disaster that befell the U.S. space shuttle Challenger - 1.2 billion USD$ worth of scientific research and technology, as well as seven human lives, lost to a $3.70 O-ring.
His ability was called 'Foresight', and in the real world he was a famous detective comparable to Sherlock Holmes. His talent matched perfectly with his 'Foresight' ability.
More importantly, Fate's attacks were rarely directed at the target themselves. Rather, he would create a deadly attack by utilising the surrounding environment. This at least cut down the risk of him being found by 50%. A lot of his victims didn't even know the real reason they died. His attack method was more bizarre and unpredictable than a powerful sniper.
Nevertheless, that Fate who had always been unstoppable, found himself falling prey to Sheyan today! While he plotted against Sheyan, he had also inadvertently stepped into Sheyan's vicious trap. He was now disease-ridden and must fight to the death!
Sheyan had taken the opportunity to close down to within 50 meters of Fate. Fate staggered to stand up while holding his forehead with his hands. He glared at Sheyan through the blood flowing down his face. Sheyan instantly had a strange feeling. Suddenly, both of them went totally still. The surrounding scenery completely disappeared, replaced by a darkness akin to the starry sky. Then, Fate pointed to himself with his index finger.
When Fate did that, Sheyan suddenly heard a soft snap in his ear. He felt as if a thread that was very important to him was snapped. He look around at the surrounding. Although he could once again see the bustling concrete jungle, he felt completely out of place for some reason.
At the same time, the nightmare imprint transmitted some notifications to him:
[Warning: Your connection with the current world is temporarily cut off for ten minutes.]
[Warning: During this period, you will be rejected by this world. Misfortune will follow you and your luck will fall to its lowest point.]
[Warning: It will be a good idea to hole yourself up in a a park, a stadium or other open spaces immediately.]
".....%&￥￥#%$#&" Sheyan was already less than 50 meters away from Fate. 20 meters more and Fate would be in his attack range, not to mention that Fate was still carrying a disease. How could he bear to give up?
Sheyan decided to risk it. He kept up the chase and soon reached the site of the accident. Fate was limping along the sidewalk across the street; his leg seemed to have been injured. However, he looked a lot calmer. He threw aside his burning coat and grabbed a bottle of water from a roadside stall, dumping the contents onto his face. The distance between the two continued to shorten.
A car that seemed to be in a hurry rushed over from a distance. The car had to drive to the side of the road due to the accident, but at that moment, someone happened to jump out from the bus involved in the accident. In order to avoid the person who jumped out, the car driver immediately slammed on the brake and turned the steering wheel wildly. The car, as a result, went out of control and rushed towards Sheyan with astonishing momentum.
If Sheyan kept running towards Fate, he would be hit by this car!
Sheyan's blood was boiling by now. He decided to trust in his toughness and chose to pounce forward! In his plan, even if he was hit by the car, he could adjust his body so that the force from the collision would propel him forward, thus taking advantage of the momentum to get closer to Fate.
With a loud bang, Sheyan was hit by the car as he wished. For him, this kind of collision was absolutely acceptable. He borrowed the momentum from the collision to fly out like a baseball on a home run!
Wind whistled past Sheyan's ears. He looked at Fate coldly from the air, but Fate merely showed him a mocking smile and kept moving forward. He seemed certain that Sheyan would never catch up to him!