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Word Count 2300
Original chapter was 4650, had to slash it in half. I don't even know why i didn't divide them in the first place xD. Was probably drunk.
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A certain location in Magical China.
In a burning building people were rushing out in panic. 'Cultivators' were rushing to contain the flames with water based attacks but the brownish red flames refused to be extinguished. The water just evaporated upon contact.
In the midst of the flames Harry was watching the chaos with a satisfied expression. 'Not bad. After hundreds of experiments the first prototype of the Wyvern Flames is doing well. It's still unstable and I can't use it for long otherwise the soul core inside the flame gets scattered. But it's possible, I made a lot of progress, it's only a matter of time before I perfect this.'
"HAR YI !! WHY!?!" the young master he tricked in order to get into their Sect screamed out in pain.
"Well, you guys are scumbags and you have something I need. So Karma is a bitch. Be careful who you invite in your hom-"
"-DIE SCUM!" a middle aged man rushed at Harry with an open palm strike. White energy started gathering in his hand. " Heaven Crushing Palm!"
He thrust his palm forward only to be met by Harry's heavy duty barrier. The surface of the barrier rippled as it dispersed the force.
Harry let out a whistle "Not Bad for a Mid-Class" 'These guys are way better than the punks we have back home. But then again the fighters there are mobsters. These guys are actual warriors focusing heavily on Martial Arts and their version of Touki and Senjutsu.
The man clicked his tongue. "No affect. Then try this True Tiger Bite Fist!"
Harry watched as the man got into a 'Goku' stance and rushed him. ' Seriously, I swear these guys just use the same moves and slap a different name on them. The guy I killed before used the exact same one and called it Crushing Rock Fist'
Harry swung his hand and the floor in front of him exploded, blocking his enemy's rush and blinding him by making a dust cloud. Which was dispersed immediately with just a wave of the enemy's hand, as he kept rushing.
'Of course that wouldn't work. Am i stupid? I have gotten used to fighting magicians and mobsters with mana. Cheap tricks won't work on these guys, who fight each other practically every day with every trick in the book.'
Another barrier appeared over Harry and the man smirked ' I'll crush that barrier and you along with it!' He swung his hand at full force but he just slipped through the barrier.
Harry smirked "Illusions are a great thing to have and I spar against a werewolf all the time, you guys don't really use barriers do you? You shouldn't commit to a strike like that ya know."
Harry ducked under the hand that was traveling fast due to the man's momentum, he was completely off balance. 'NO! I have to guard!' the man rushed to boost his defense
"I won't let you. At this range you can't put your defense up this fast" Harry placed his hands on the man's chest 'Wyvern Flames'
From his hands brownish red flames burst out, breaking through the man's Mana and Touki defense, rampaging inside, burning his organs. It was over in an instant. Leaving only a corpse with a carbonized hole in his chest.
'Seriously' Harry's eye twitched as he looked at his hand and then at the enemy. ' Is this how much of a difference Touki and Senjutsu make? Even their own 'cultivation' variant. That was Wyvern Flames, enough power to burn down a building, and dragon fire even the weakest kind is domineering almost cursed like Fiendfyre.
And I could only burn a hole in his chest. What kind of constitution do they have? Not to mention only the part where my palms were was there a hole, the inside of his chest is empty, but that's due to the organs being naturally weaker. To think that the muscles and bones are still somewhat intact... This definitely requires further research. To get this kind of defense passively through the body, the cell activity must be off the charts.'
Harry casually stored the body into a expanded pocket. ' I have heard rumors but this is just ridiculous. They are human, not part of any big faction yet basic Senjutsu does this much? It's not a dramatic increase in power, but the defense and constitution, it does make sense why they have to gather so much of it over such a long time.'
"YOU DARE BOY!" s voice bellowed as Harry was suddenly sent flying into a wall, he broke though it and crashed in the room.
Harry stared at the ceiling, more accurately he was looking at his cracked Escudo barriers. Ten super dense barriers were broken "Oh come on! I just remade these!!"
He stood up dusting himself off. 'Fucking cultivators, yelling out 'You Dare!' but still cheap shotting from the back. Hypocrisy at it's best'
"Father!" "Sect Leader!"
The Young Master spoke with an excited tone, while the people who quickly entered the room bowed for the person they have been waiting for.
"Boy I shall enjoy torturing you and when I am done I will bring the heads of your entire family and leave you to starve slowly while watching th-!"
Snap
A single spark set off a large torrent of flames towards the leader who merely scoffed at it. "To use such a pathetic attack on me, you truly have no eyes" he waved his hands and the flames dispersed, revealing Harry who was hidden within "You talk too much!"
Harry punched the man right in the cheek sending him flying backwards. The man who looked like he was fifty or sixty rolled two times before pushing himself off the floor and landing properly. He wiped his cheek with his finger and spat out a tiny glob of blood looking very unimpressed. He didn't waste any words and just rushed towards Harry.
'low to mid High Class. Stronger than me even if we are both in that same range, it's a stupidly long distance away from fighter to fighter. Each little jump in power from low to mid to high was massive.'
But still Harry rushed him with a mad grin on his face as he pulled out the sword of Gryffindor and swung at his opponent who blocked it with a Touki clad finger.
The sect leader smirked 'Pathetic, he can't even swing a sword properly. To think this boy killed one of my elders' he lowered his Touki output and effortlessly pressed his finger forward pushing back the sword, planning to make the boy stab himself with it or back away and be slapped to death by him like a bug that he is.
Harry on the other hand just deadpanned as this was happening. 'I have seen a lot of stupid shit, but willingly touching an unknown blade with your bare hand takes the cake. Diffindo!'
Harry cast an overpowered cutting charm right on the sword. The sword that Gryffindor used to channel magic instead of a wand. The result? From the blade's edge a sharp slash erupted cutting through his Touki and breaking the skin, allowing the sword to land right on the cut.
The sect leader hissed and swung with his other hand, the first carried the wind with him from the force of the swing and Touki.
'Nope! Not this time bitch' Harry jumped and rolled to the side, the attack missed but kept going forward going though several of the walls in the house.
The leader grabbed his finger as he felt intense pain 'Poison?' he quickly put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a tiny jar. He opened the lid and emptied it in his mouth. The jar was filled with Poison Detoxifying Pills.
They lessened the pain and the spread, but the poison still kept going 'Must be a very potent poison. I need to reach an alchemist fast'
"Boy you truly have angered me! Don't blame me for being ruthless! Activate the Sect's Divine Four Corner Formation!" He commanded his underlings who all quickly did some hand signs and then pressed their palms on the floor.
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"Why isn't it working?!" the Sect Leader yelled out as he also made a hand sign trying to manually activate it himself. But nothing happened.
"Having performance issues? It's nothing to be ashamed off, half of all men from ages 50-70 have it.
Harry inwardly out a sigh of relief ' Fucking Finally. Like I'm stupid enough to just fight someone on their home territory. Why else would I stall the fight, I was studying their ward defense, took slight control of it and basically bugged it with spam updates. It took me two hours.
It's the whole reason why I decided to attack. These guys are ward experts. Their defense is the strongest in this area. Attacking from the inside is just suicide, but when I arrived i noticed something, they were in the middle of doing some small upgrades and changes. I don't have to authority to take control of the Ward Scheme or Formation Array as they call it.
But apparently if you connect to it you can deliver some upgrades since that part of the scheme was open. These guys write their protections in Ancient Chinese. So i just spammed some 'alterations' that would weaken it and called it an upgrade in different runic languages, Norse Runes, Ancient Greek, etc.
It took two hours for the whole system to crash, solid stuff I have to admit. They know what they are doing.'
Now that the formation was done and useless. Harry was about to attack again when he felt a stronger aura approaching. An old man with white hair and long beard entered the room. He glanced disdainfully at the Sect Leader who just looked relieved.
"Father!"
'Father? For real? You are an old ass man and your running to daddy? And man such a cliche, a hidden older cultivator really did show up. And he isn't bad, high High Class if I'm reading it right '
"Son I am deeply ashamed of you"
"Father it's not my fault, the boy used some tricks. He broke our formation and has a very strong poison. Father we must find out where he got it from. If it can affect me so much with pills it can be used against our enemies"
Not that got the old man's interest as he slowly turned towards Harry.
"Good, good. Daring to attack my home and poison my son. BOY I Will kill.. you" the grandfather's words slowly died out as he watched the young teen in front of him. The boy had taken off the coat and shirt standing there half naked with four arms now, mouths, many many mouths covering his entire body. One on each cheek, two on the neck, more along the arms and the torso.
One hand carried a spear, another a silver sword with a ruby, the next one a dark green leather book also with a ruby attached to it and the last hand just had a blood red magic circle floating on top of it
"Ever felt what's it like to get hit by a nuke?"
Before anybody could even say anything, the wards in the house activated, their family's pride, their formation turned on them, their strength slashed, bodies dropped down like they were being pushed, cursed energy coursing through them.
Then all of the mouths opened.
" PERFECT CUBE "
A barrier formed around son, father and grandfather trapped together with a transparent container containing a few tiny yellow green crystals in light green liquid.
"Ciao~" Harry waved his hand with the magic circle in goodbye.
And then there was light.
BOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
"Holy shit!" Harry quickly covered his eyes that were already starting to sting.
The barrier stared to expand like it was about to pop, but Harry pumped more and more mana into it, he even connected it to their family home for extra mana and it finally stabilized. Once the light died out all that was left was smoke and molten rock from the floor, along with a lot of radiation.
The formation around the home instantly broke apart, as if it's power source died out.
'Damn, I thought I calculated that perfectly, the barrier shouldn't have expanded like that. I specifically calculated the energy reserves of this home that they were using to power their wards. And i still needed to put my own mana into it.
A mini nuke only covering the size of a room, stopping that took a lot of energy.
The smallest nuke ever made has about the same strength as 10 Tones of TNT. So about 5 km radius in destruction. That was a pretty strong High Class attack. Considering the lowest needed for a high class magician was affecting a city district. So from 5 to 15 square kilometers.
But there was he word 'affect' meaning just creating a fire or flood that will reach that size in enough. Destroying it completely was another thing entirely that belongs to high High Class.
But the thing is this wasn't some wide attack, no all of that was concentrated in a 10 meter square box. That went beyond what the old man is capable of handling.
The core temperature of a 10-ton TNT explosion reaches approximately 3,000 to 3,500, about 3000 Celsius. The temperature inside that tiny box was closer to 4000 Celsius.
"Ahhhh, don't you just love cheap shot attacks. I hear they are very popular here" Harry said sarcastically since the father cheap shoted him too. Only he did it better.
"Welp time to loot this place. The richest family in this region, they must have some good stuff"
Harry walked away with a skip in his step. It was pay day.