I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Chapter 1054: Rematch [part 3]

Silence stretched between them for a heartbeat. Then the Shadow Hydra unleashed a bone-chilling, ear-splitting screech that would have shattered glass for miles around.

Burning Storm gazed up at the beast from below, laughing and bellowing like a madman.

“Yes yes I know, I know you’re as thrilled to see me as I am to see you. You want to show me just how far you’ve come after stealing my attribute, don’t you? Alright baby boy, or girl, go beserk for me!!”

The Shadow Hydra shrieked again and plunged forward with raw might and savage fury. All seven heads snapped viciously and sliced through the howling gale, diving toward Burning Storm.

He remained motionless until the final second. Then he dissolved into a streak of cantaloupe light—like a spark from a fire, fracturing and reforming somewhere in the air.

A faint smile crossed his lips as he watched the creature’s heads crash into the earth one after another, sending torrents of shockwaves rippling outward.

Northern shut his eyes. The force of impact seeped into his veins as the shockwaves spread. He vanished and circled the shadow beast.

The creature lifted its heads, bewildered for a moment. When Northern finally stopped, the monster hurled its heads toward the air where he hovered, only for him to vanish again and materialize on the opposite side. Two of the beast’s heads whipped toward the new direction and lunged at him.

Northern simply raised his hand and summoned a momentum guard. The creature’s two heads stretched endlessly and slammed against his shield of momentum, causing the air to shiver.

Northern thrust his hand forward.

The momentum guard surged ahead, instantly crushing the monster’s heads to pulp. Purple blood sprayed through the air and rained down in putrid drops.

He didn’t pause. He had already vanished, and in a heartbeat, collided with the Shadow Enthrall’s main body. A fierce and devastating shockwave tore across the land, cracked the ground, and triggered an earthquake. The earth seemed compressed by force—unable to shatter, yet unable to hold. This lasted only a fraction of a second before the moment broke free from time’s frozen grip.

The Shadow Enthrall’s body rocketed away at tremendous speed, tumbling and smashing through the ground. Building walls crumbled as the body’s momentum showed no signs of slowing.

The point of impact had become a crater of destruction. Everything lay in ruins, the ground weakened and collapsing into the depths below.

Northern hovered above, glancing down briefly.

’I’m glad the damage didn’t reach the underground shelter. Continuing to fight on land might prove dangerous.’

The Shadow Enthrall, launched from the city center, crashed through everything in its path until it slammed into the city walls, sending cracks spreading like spider webs through the great wall of South Drywall.

The monster crumpled down, blood streaming from various wounds across its body.

It slowly rose and spread its wings.

The wings were pure shadow, oozing darkness as they unfurled with reckless speed. The monster climbed into the sky and seemed to draw a breath.

Its eyes, like pools of liquid darkness, deepened with malice. Then it surged forward like a hurricane’s tide.

Northern stood suspended in the air, watching as the monster flew toward him from the wall fifty kilometers away. Yet the beast was closing that distance with frightening speed.

In less than thirty seconds, it would return.

Northern remained in the air, his expression ice-cold, his eyes blazing with fierce cantaloupe light. When he becomes Burning Storm, every fiber of his being feels like Burning Storm.

Perhaps it was due to the recent shift in his soul. It feels so… him, yet not quite him.

Having a stream of parallel thought designed specifically for this identity made it more manageable. But reflecting on it filled him with dread about what he was becoming.

He shut his eyes slowly for a moment and once again, he vanished. He closed the distance in less than five seconds and slammed into the shadow abomination, unleashing a violent gale that tore outward.

The atmosphere seemed ready to collapse. The clouds rolled away from the impact, only for the shockwave to ripple horizontally and slice through them.

Moments later, Northern felt the ground tremble violently, almost as if it tilted to one side.

A small grin crossed his face.

’They’re raging over there too, I see…’

The disadvantage—so to speak—of having parallel minds was that he couldn’t tell what the others were doing. He could communicate mentally, but he couldn’t invade their consciousness without shattering the cognitive flow he had created.

Still, he had a vague sense of how things were unfolding.

Titan’s Reckoning was further ahead than he was. That one was utterly demented—he threw himself into battle with no regard for his own body. He possessed savage strength that could lift mountains and a defensive ability that could withstand ten thousand comets.

The bastard would have been the strongest name, if Burning Storm wasn’t the name of a Paragon.

And the other two clones. Those ones, Burning Storm couldn’t tell what was happening. Those ones were even more distant than Titan’s Reckoning.

He opened his fist, studying his fingers with a faint smile while floating in the air.

“I shouldn’t dilly-dally.”

He then gazed down at the crumbled monster that was already rising.

Northern plunged toward the beast. A shockwave erupted instantly, rolling across the debris with savage force. However, the strangest thing happened.

The shockwave froze mid-flight and returned with equal fury, causing even more devastating damage.

Purple blood burst from several parts of the monster. Its body was already healing.

Northern grinned wildly.

“Yes! Make it more fun!”

He sent his fist crashing down, the force of his punch boring into one of the monster’s heads, driving a hole clean through the skull that Northern could see straight through. Another head was already lunging toward him. He dodged and spun mid-air, delivering a crushing kick to the head.

The neck twisted away as the impact rang out and suddenly vanished. Northern rolled several more times with intense and impossible speed, practically becoming a blur, then landed another kick.

This time the kick completely pulverized the head, turning it into a shower of putrid purple blood.