Mocking Phoenix

At dawn.

The light of dawn lingered, hesitant to arrive, while the remnants of the setting sun had long faded into darkness. Within the city shrouded in thin mist, the hidden churches in the shadows, veins clinging to the cracks in walls, the gnawing sounds echoing from the sewers, and the murmuring shadows...

A lantern bearer strolled forward.

Mythology Rebooted

The warehouse wall caved in, revealing a web of cracks, as Sigma became embedded in the wall, motionless.


He hissed, emitting steam as his swollen muscles contracted back to their original shape, his hollow eyes empty and unfocused as they dimmed, losing their light.


This time, no faces twitched on his, as the blood flowed down the wall, pooling on the ground.


An afterimage flashed by, as the thick warehouse wall collapsed into rubble.


With one punch, Wayne collapsed Sigma's chest cavity and smashed him into the warehouse, looking at the motionless body he then wound up and kicked the bent head with all his might.


A head flew out, shattering against the wall, smearing everything around it.


Wayne had to repeatedly make sure of his kill to barely confirm that the enemy was indeed dead.


He summoned the Fire Element, his fingers digging into the mushy chest cavity, roasting it from the inside out into char.


Chapter 116: Fist to Flesh, Hexagram Converges_3