Chapter 165

Max switched to his twin pistols, their sleek black frames gleaming in the sunlight. With a flick of his wrists, he began firing at a mind-boggling speed, the pistols spitting bullets like an SMG.

Ta ! Ta ! Ta! Ta ! Ta ! Ta ! Ta.

Golden sparks flew as the bullets ricocheted off Varek's Sound Barrier, the air filled with the sharp cracks of gunfire and the low hum of the shields.

Varek advanced, his half-bat form moving with predatory grace.

He shifted his shields constantly, the larger one protecting his back while the smaller ones at his hands deflected incoming shots. Still, a few bullets slipped through, grazing his arms and legs, and because of the heavy fire the injuries were getting worse slowly.

Max darted across the ground, his wings occasionally flaring to carry him backward or to the side as he dodged Varek's sound attacks.

The short-range blasts shattered rocks and trees, sending debris flying in all directions.

Max's eyes gleamed as he noticed the blood on Varek's arms. The bullets had done their job.

"Got you," Max muttered, activating his pistols' abilities.

First, Hunter Mark triggered passively, marking Varek as trackable within 200 meters. Then, Max activated Relentless Hunter, his body becoming incorporeal as a 40% speed boost surged through him.

Varek's eyes widened as Max seemed to blur, his form flickering like a ghost.

With the flick of his hands Max reloaded the pistols, as he circled around Varek with his new found speed, but it wasn't just the speed that increased, but also his firing rate as the pistols was practically shooting a golden laser beam as he pulled the trigger.

Ta ! Ta ! Ta ! Ta ! Ta ! ! Ta ! Ta ! Ta ! Ta !

Varek completely switched to the passive spot, as Max closed the distance to make sure that most bullets hit Varek instead of his shield.

But this Rhythm didn't last long, as Max's twin pistols started glowing red, and he felt them burning. He had to stop, otherwise the pistols will exploding his hands.

Max glanced behind him at the massive stone wall of the cliff. A plan formed in his mind.

He flew up towards the cliff at a speed enough for Varek to be able catch up and stay close enough.

Varek roared, giving chase, his wings now fully healed and beating powerfully, earlier he kept the bigger Shield protecting his wings at the cost of his injuries, just in case Max tried to escape by flying, like now.

Just as Max reached the cliff, he passed through the solid rock, his incorporeal form allowing him to phase into the stone. Varek, unable to stop in time, slammed into the wall with a thunderous crash.

Crack!

Inside the cliff, Max watched through his Mystic Eye, a mark he had left on a nearby rock.

He cursed under his breath as Varek pulled out the compass, its needle spinning before pointing directly at his location.

"That damn thing," Max muttered, his voice echoing faintly in the stone, his plan was to ambush Varek with the radiation mirror from a good distance, but he forgot about the compass.

Varek's blood-red eyes narrowed as he raised his hands, the sound shields shimmering around him

He took a deep breath and began gathering energy for a massive sound attack, the air around him vibrating with power.