The low vibration rumbled through the Bimo bone. He opened his eyes, his pupils burned with cold pale blue light.
"Now!" He shouted, jumping from his seat near the window.
Riani and Anton are ready. They don't need to ask. The atmosphere of the city suddenly changed. Outside, through the boarding room window, they can see people on the road suddenly slowing down, their shoulders droop, their faces are covered by sudden despair and cannot be explained. The spider web has been active.
Meak rushed down through the narrow staircase of boarding houses and got into Anton's car. Anton started the engine and darted to the streets, pointing the car at the hospital in Menteng.
"It feels ... terrible," Riani whispered, shivering in the passenger seat. He stared out the window. "Like the whole city is dying."
Bimo nodded, his eyes closed. In his vision, he can see the flow of life energy-colorful, full of hope-is excited from thousands of people, flowing like a river that is polluted to small nodes that shine with evil green light, and then everything flows back to one point: Laboratory DOC.
"All energy flows to him," Bimo reported, his voice was flat. "He is filling his power."
"We have to stop him before he opens the door and send the hunter," Anton said, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
Meak arrived at the hospital. This time, there is no disguise. Anton parked the car in a rather hidden place, and they immediately rushed to the entrance. The security guard tried to stop them, but Bimo only waved his hand. A strong heat, but not burning, pushing the guards face down to the floor, dizzy and confused.
Meak not using an emergency ladder. They walked directly through the lobby, ignoring screams and surprised gaze. Bimo led, his cold aura split the crowd. He knows exactly where to go.
They found a steel door to the basement. This time, there is no complicated keypad. Bimo put his hand on the metal and focused energy. The door turned red, then melted like butter, dripping liquid metal to the concrete floor. They stepped through a burning hole.
The roar in the underground corridor is much louder now. The air vibrates with restrained strength. Green light gushes from under the laboratory door.
Without hesitation, Bimo pushed the locked laboratory door. The door was thrown from his hinges in a loud crushing voice.
The view inside made them stop for a moment.
Doc stood in front of his terrible chair machine. But now, the engine is connected to a series of larger consoles and tubes. In the middle of the room, a green energy portal is spinning, small and unstable, but continues to enlarge. From the portal, it was seen something big, dark, and scaly moved the claws.
Kesha stood beside Doc, her face beaming with the borrowed power. Dozens of bigger and more fierce bodyguards than before standing guard around the room.
Doc turned around. He looks younger, stronger. His wrinkled skin had blown, and his eyes shined with pure green energy.
"On time!" He exclaimed, his voice echoed with unnatural strength. "I need the last spark to open this portal completely! Fire children's energy will be the perfect key!"
He raised his hand, and a green energy ray gushed directly towards Bimo.
Bimo did not avoid. He raised his hand, and a cold blue light shield appeared, absorbing the light without injury. The ice froze on the floor around his feet.
"You will not take anything else from me," Bimo said, his voice was low and dangerous.
The battle began.
Riani immediately acted. He recited their spells, and the illusion of their twin of a dozen appeared throughout the room, confusing the bodyguards. Anton, even though he did not have spiritual power, took the fire extinguisher from the wall and used it to dispel the approaching jinn, the cold chemical sparks were effective to temporarily drive the creatures.
Bimo walked straight to the doc, ignoring the others. Every jinn who tried to prevent him was greeted with a blue fire that froze them into an ice statue before destroying it into pieces.
Kesha lunged at him, her pointed claws were suitable. "He is mine!"
Bimo didn't even glance at him. With hand movements, he sent a wave of heat energy that made Kesha thrown into the wall and fainted between the cables.
Doc laughed, impressed and more happy. "Amazing! Really amazing! Your strength has developed!"
He threw attacks after attack: energy projectiles, psychic waves, and even calling weapons from an open portal. Bimo cuts or absorbs everything, continuing to step forward. The goal is only one: the machine and the portal.
He can see the spider web now, a dirty energy that connects DOC to the entire city. It's like a giant umbilical cord.
"You see it, right?" shouted doc, hysteria in his voice. "His beauty! I'm saving this city from their useless emotions! I give him a goal!"
"You poisoned him," Bimo growled, now only a few meters away.
He raised his hands, not towards the doc, but towards the core engine. He focused all anger, all pain, all his determination. The frozen blue flames are burning around him, forming a vortex.
"No!" screamed doc, realizing his intention. He threw a green energy protector around the engine.
Bimo's blue fire hit the green protector. The two opposite forces clashed, created an energy storm that broke the equipment of the equipment and made the whole room vibrate.
"Anton! Now!" Riani shouted from behind the cover.
Anton, who was hiding behind a collapsed console, crawled towards the bottom of the machine. He took a big screwdriver from his pocket and began to pry the open panel, cutting the cables that looked vital in a hurry.
Doc, who was concentrating on Bimo, did not realize it until a large spark gushed from the engine. Stable buzzing sounds turn into erratic moans. Portal light blinks erratically.
"My attack!" Raung Doc, distracted for a moment.
That is the opportunity that Bimo needs. He pushed stronger, and Doc's green shield was cracked. The blue fire broke through and hit the engine directly.
The explosion is awesome.
Energy waves vomit everyone to the floor. The green portal collapsed with a sound like a broken glass, sucking a creature that was not born in it returning to the dark. The nodes of spider webs throughout the city are extinguished at once, deciding on the relationship.
The people on the streets of Jakarta suddenly stopped, sighed in relief, the strange heavy feeling suddenly disappeared.
In the laboratory, chaos occurs. The fire alarm sounded. Sprinkler lights up, flooding the room with water.
Bimo stood up, his head was ringing. He saw that the machine was now a pile of burning and melted metal. The net was destroyed.
But Doc also stood up. The man knelt down, not because he was injured, but because he was angry. The green energy around him flared up wild.
"You ... you ...!" He snorted, could not issue words. He raised his head, and his eyes were completely black, without white eyes. "I'll take it directly from you!"
He made himself towards Bimo, not with energy, but physically, the hands that turned into a terrible dark claw.
Bimo prepared to face the attack.
But suddenly, a shadow threw himself between them.
Brakkk.
The voice was loud and loud in a noisy room.
Doc stopped, staggered. A red spot spread on his chest. He looked down, disbelief.
Riani stood a few meters away, hands stretched. Smoke rises from the tip of the small pistol he is holding. His face was pale, but his hands were stable.
"For Daru," he said, his voice trembled but full of hatred.
Doc gaps, trying to say something, but what comes out is only blood bubbles. The green energy around him began to fade. He fell into his knee, then collapsed to the side, his eyes were still wide open full of surprises.
He died.
Kesha, who just woke up, heard the shot and saw Doc's body. His face was filled with horror. Without doc, without a net, he was helpless. He saw Bimo approaching, his eyes were full of cold anger. With screaming fear, he crawled into a dark corner and disappeared into the shadow, running away.
Anton walked over to Riani, taking a gun from his trembling hands. "Where did you get this?"
"Daru kept it for an emergency," Riani answered, her breathing breathlessly. "I ... I have no choice."
"You do what to do," Bimo thought, staring at Doc's body. The fire around him went out. He felt ... empty. His revenge was released, but that did not bring the peace he hoped.
Then, he felt it. A very big, very old, and very angry presence that suddenly lost his connection. It came from afar, from another world. The ruler. He could feel his burning anger, his extraordinary frustration. The anchor of the choice has been destroyed.
But then, the presence changed. The anger turned into a cold and dangerous focus. It is no longer looking for anchors. It is now looking for something else. Something specific.
It is looking for he .
The ruler now realizes Bimo fully. And he is very, very interested.
Bimo shivered, feeling that terrible attention was fixed on him like a laser.
We have to leave here, "he said, deciding his daydream." Now. "
Meak rushed out of the laboratory, through a flooded corridor, and climbed into the lobby. Chaos occurs everywhere. Patients and staff were evacuated due to fire alarm. They slipped out and into Anton's car, disappearing into the streets of Jakarta which began to recover before the ambulance or the police arrived.
They returned to their new boarding room, quiet and shocked. Battle has been won. The net has been destroyed. Doc is dead.
But the victory felt bitter.
"Is this over?" Anton asked finally, breaking the silence.
"No," Bimo answered, staring out the window at the city. He could feel the presence of the ruler like a black spot at the end of his perception, watching, waiting. "This has just changed. He no longer needs anchors. He wants me."
Riani approached. "Then what are we doing now?"
Bimo turned around, and for the first time that night, there was something other than the cold anger in his eyes. There is acceptance. There is a purpose.
"We are waiting for Mr. Daru to recover," he said. "Then, we prepare ourselves. We can no longer hide and react. We must carry it. We must find a way to close the door forever, or even better ..."
He raised his hand, and a small flame appeared. This time, the color is pure white again, but with a stable blue core.
"... we have to find a way to carry it. To end this threat forever."
Guerrilla warfare has ended. The real war had just begun. And Bimo knew, in his heart, that this would bring him beyond Jakarta, beyond the world he knew, and went straight to the heart of the darkness itself.