Biological Supercomputer System

"Well, at least the other two work."

It was unfortunate that the Vindicator's power didn't work on the caster, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Besides, it wasn't like Erik could protect the Chimaeric Demons during the battle; at that point, they were alone. He could just try to stop the Cerulean Bird and try not to make it target his clones, but that was easier said than done.

The Cerulean bird was too powerful. It was too fast to see it move, too strong to try to resist, and had enough mana to destroy a nation with a single attack. Erik didn't even know if his defenses would be enough against the beast's talons, but it wasn't like he was willing to try.

Erik knew he couldn't afford a single moment of distraction-one blink could give the beast the opening it needed to strike him dead.

So Erik gave his orders.

<To all the Chimaeric Demons, focus on killing the blackguards. I'm going to need as much mana as possible if we want to survive this, meaning I need to level up as much as I can. Spare

no one.>

The clones heard Erik's telepathic message through their mental link, but they were alarmed by the raw emotion that came with it.

They felt their master's overwhelming unease and unmistakable fear-emotions they had only seen and felt just once in the past, during that encounter with the Leviathan Serpent in the middle of the ocean.

This meant that Erik truly feared whatever was coming. That Erik wasn't sure he could even survive the beast, let alone injure or win against it.

The Chimaeric Demons needed no reminder of the Leviathan Serpent to understand the threat, especially because, having Erik's memories, they knew how powerful that thing was.

The problem was, back then, when Erik saw it fight against the black wyvern that June stole the blood from, Erik was much weaker.

Not only did he have even less than his current stats, but he also didn't know thaids could get more than 54 neural links.

He didn't understand the true scope of the battle that happened between the two titanic monsters because he couldn't even survive standing amidst it and kept as far from it as possible.

But now he did. The clones did too, and that knowledge made them all understand how lucky Erik had been.

Then the cerulean bird arrived.

It was nothing more than a small dot in the sky. Quickly, it became bigger and bigger, visible only in its silhouette. Until it was close enough to appear in all its majestic and terrifying aura above the city, obscuring the sun like an ancient god's hand reaching down from the heavens, vast enough to eclipse entire districts in its shadow, its presence as overwhelming as a storm cloud that promises not just rain, but the end of all clear skies. It was a promise of death.

The blackguards knew too what that thing was. It was one of the thaid they forced to leave its nest when their operations on Mur destroyed its natural habitat, forcing the creature to reach Mannard coastline and later its tallest mountain range to get a place where it could live.

Many years have passed since that happened, and while the blackguards on Mannard didn't know anymore what those on Mur were currently doing, they knew what they did in the past. The blackguards knew how powerful and scary the creature in front of them was, and they didn't like it.

The only reason they were still fighting was because they knew there wasn't a chance for them to escape that destiny. If the Cerulean bird didn't kill them, Erik Romano's army would.

It didn't make a difference anymore whatever they chose, so they kept fighting. Yet they knew the Chimaeric Demons, Erik. They had much to lose, and they were going to make them maximize that loss to the best of their abilities. ŗＡɴộ₿ÈS̩

Even though Erik had seen the Cerulean bird before, its presence still filled him with a primal, overwhelming dread.

Its massive body blocked out the sun as it descended, each wingbeat creating gusts that could tear buildings apart.

The creature's feathers weren't just blue-they seemed to capture and reflect the very essence of the sky, shifting between deep azure and brilliant cerulean with every movement. Not because they are biologically that, but because the mana was so dense around it that the sun's rays got reflected on it.

Everything around it radiated an intense bluish sheen, as the creature's massive form bent and distorted light like a living mirror. The air itself seemed to ripple with azure waves, making the surrounding buildings, streets, and even the ground reflect blue light, as if submerged underwater. The effect extended for hundreds of meters in every direction, creating a surreal dome of cerulean light that marked the bird's vital space.

As for the creature's mana. Erik felt in front of an ocean so vast and deep that his mind struggled to comprehend it.

This wasn't just another powerful creature-this was nature's answer to humanity's hubris, a being that could snuff out armies with the same ease that a child might blow out a candle.

The creature dove towards him, and it was there that Erik understood with crushing clarity why the wyverns of Mannard, creatures he once considered the apex of power, were nothing compared to the terrors of Mur.

This bird, this sky-born nightmare, was proof that his understanding of power had been painfully limited.

Erik observed the beast's sky-blue feathers with fear, wondering if Emily, Mira, Amber, and June got out of the city.

Only minutes had passed-four at most. Everything happened in a blur: collecting, absorbing, and merging the barrier masters' powers.

<Are the others safe?> Erik asked his clones through a mental link he established thanks to the Instability brain crystal power. He waited anxiously for news.

The answer came quick, but it wasn't good. <No, master. We're fighting many blackguards. The enemy is blocking our escape route, but luckily, many of our brothers joined us. We're protecting them, but they're still too close to the giant bird.>

<How are they doing?> Erik asked.

<June is ok, and he's keeping himself out of the fight. Amber is resting since she does not have mana. Mira is helping Emily, which is providing us with some cover. The blackguards keep attacking in waves-when we beat some more they show up.>

<Where are they pushing your group?> Erik asked.

<Toward you, Master. We think they want to trap us, hoping the Cerulean bird will kill us if

they fail.>

<Stop fighting the blackguards! Just get them out of here, NOW! That's the most important thing!> Erik ordered, his fear showing in his mental voice. <I don't care how many enemies you leave behind. Break free, cause confusion, do anything-but get them to safety!>

<Yes, Master.>

<Tell me right away if anything changes,> Erik commanded. He felt helpless, knowing his friends were fighting for their lives while he couldn't directly help them. But he had to trust his clones to protect them.

<Stay away!> Erik ordered the Chimaeric Demons. Then wings sprouted out of his back, and he flew toward the beast before it could land.

Erik then focused back on the creature. He wasn't even sure if his mana reserves would be enough to create a barrier strong enough to protect himself or if his new brain crystal power, Absolute Castle, could withstand the monster's onslaught.

Though Erik knew he couldn't kill the beast, he could at least keep its attention focused on himself. As he approached it, he activated his Absolute Castle brain crystal power. While it functioned similarly to Tower Bastion with the same core abilities, its defensive capabilities were significantly more powerful, and he could feel that.

A shimmering layer of energy coalesced around Erik's body. Like liquid starlight, the mana responded to his will, crystallizing into plates of armor.

Each piece formed and interlocked with each other as they materialized from the pure energy. The armor was ethereal but then solidified, its surface rippling with patterns that resembled flowing water caught in crystal, and then turning menacing as that of a medieval soldier.

However, Erik didn't know if that was going to be enough, despite him having pumped almost all his mana into it.

He also used the part of the Absolute Castle that came from Nathaniel's powers, creating small energy shields all over him. These got significantly boosted by the barrier masters' powers, but if they were enough to resist the attacks of the cerulean bird, Erik didn't know.

The massive creature's gaze locked onto Erik, and for a moment, its predatory focus wavered. Something in its eyes shifted—a flicker of recognition, perhaps, or confusion.

It was an unsettling change in demeanor that made Erik's instincts scream with warning, like

a prey animal sensing a snake coiled in the grass before seeing it. Using the Instability brain crystal power, Erik reached out to touch the creature's consciousness. The mental contact was like plunging into an ocean-cold, vast, yet filled with purpose. But what he found there made his blood run cold.

The cerulean bird's thoughts weren't chaotic or mindlessly destructive. They were focused, deliberate, and terrifyingly specific. Erik felt its drive, its consuming purpose: to hunt. And

not just anything.

The devastating truth hit Erik like a physical blow, knocking the breath from his lungs and sending icy tendrils of dread crawling down his spine.

"SHIT! I am not just one of the targets. I am THE target of this motherfucker! It came here

because of me!"

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