Chapter 212
Chapter 212 Metahuman
“Don’t make this boring p>
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Leander said it with a crooked smile, like the fight meant nothing. He stood alone in the center of the lake, completely surrounded by the top enforcers of the Arbitration Office, yet not a trace of fear touched his face.
“He knocked two Pre–Transcendents off balance, caught Bloodmelt with his bare hand, and injured Fauster,” Jordan muttered under his breath. His eyes never left the water. “So, this is Jeff’s real strength p>
Jordan had clashed with those Arbitrators before. Every single one of them could crush him if they wanted to. However, Leander had just faced three of them by himself and came out ahead. No wonder people said he was the strongest in Astria.
Wayne stepped forward, voice steady but hard.
“Jeff, you deserve your place at the top of the Astria Power Index p>
He paused, then said, “But you won’t survive the night p>
“Firefist p>
The shout echoed across the lake.
Einhart, the Man of Fire, launched into the air. Flames erupted from his fists as he rose, then came crashing down with one blazing punch aimed right at Leander.
A massive imprint of fire, nearly thirty feet across, fell from above. Wherever it passed, the lake hissed and steamed. Water turned to vapor before it even touched him.
“Corpseripper!” Doug the Ripper darted across the surface like a blur. His clawed hand swept low, tearing three jagged rips through the water. The slashes raced toward Leander’s back like blades of wind.
“Bloodmelt! Waterbreaker p>
Fauster raised Bloodmelt high overhead, his stance wide and sure. With a roar, he brought it down in a sweeping arc. A blood–red wave surged forward, cutting straight toward Leander’s shoulder. The strike ripped the lake apart in its path.
“Three–Feet Fist! Shave p>
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Wayne’s fists shimmered with energy. He burst into motion, his boots slamming across the water in ten short steps. He came in from the side and drove a punch toward Leander’s ribs with brutal force.
“Charm spells. Flamesword p>
Evelyn’s whip shrank into a short, glowing blade. She thrust it forward, and a beam of scarlet light flashed out. It streaked straight toward Leander’s eyes like a spear of flame.
Five attacks. Five directions. Five deadly targets.
Each blow aimed at a vital spot. There was no way to dodge them all.
Jordan’s breath caught in his chest. Every move was timed to the split second. Even if Leander blocked one, the others would hit him before he recovered. It was a killing formation.
Yvette and Madeline watched from the edge of the plaza. Their hands clenched into fists. Sweat trickled down their brows. These fighters were far stronger than they ever imagined, but Leander didn’t move to block. He didn’t run. He just smirked.
Then, he crossed his arms and threw them wide.
A humming sound rose from beneath his feet. A pale blue sphere of light bloomed around him. The five attacks hit the shield at the same time.
Blinding sparks exploded on impact. The lake surged violently, waves climbing into the sky. But the sphere didn’t move. It didn’t crack. The surface didn’t ripple. The shield held firm like glass under pressure.
Then, Leander’s voice rang out from inside. “Break p>
The shield exploded outward with raw force.
A shockwave tore through the air. It devoured every strike that had been aimed at him. Fire, claws, blades, fists, and light–all disappeared in an instant, wiped away like smoke scattered by wind.
The five attackers–Wayne, Evelyn, Fauster, Doug, and Einhart–stood frozen, staring, stunned.
Their expressions twisted. Their eyes filled with disbelief. They had all attacked at once. And Leander had wiped them out without lifting a hand.
They couldn’t begin to understand how far Leander’s strength had really gone.
“He just took on five Pre–Transcendents with nothing but inner strength. That shouldn’t even be possible,” Jordan muttered under his breath.
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Everything he thought he knew about martial arts suddenly felt too shallow. And Leander kept breaking the rules of what anyone thought was the limit.
Not far away, the Masked God of War stood beside Taylor the Stormcaller. Neither had moved. Taylor’s gaze sharpened, the weight of the battle settling in her eyes. The masked man said nothing. His silence was heavy, and the face behind the mask remained hidden. Official source is
“That guy is a monster p>
Evelyn clenched her jaw and looked down, her confidence shaken. “Why is Jeff this strong?” she asked herself quietly. She remembered the last time she and Fauster tried to take him down. It had ended in humiliation. She thought bringing backup would change everything. But now, seeing Leander like this, she realized how wrong she’d been.
Leander didn’t just overpower his enemies. He crushed their hope:
He stretched his fingers and tilted his head toward them with a lazy grin.
“That’s it? You guys out of ideas already?” His voice was light, but there was venom in the way he said it. “You brought all this muscle and thought you could kill me p>
None of them moved. Not one. They all knew now–they couldn’t win. Not like this.
Wayne’s expression tightened. He turned toward Taylor and yelled, “Taylor! Step in. We take him out tonight p>
Taylor gave a short nod. She didn’t speak. Her toes touched the lake, and her body rose into the air like the wind had lifted her. She floated just ahead of the others, calm and steady.
A streak of pale white light flashed across the sky.
Then, the surface of the lake started to collapse inward. A deep whirlpool spun to life beneath her. It widened by the second, pulling water from all around. Taylor hovered beside it, hands cloaked in silver mist, as if she were commanding the lake itself.
Her fingers moved quickly, forming one seal after another.
The whirlpool twisted higher. Long streams of water lifted into the sky, wrapping into a swirling column. Then two more followed, spinning out from either side. Each one howled through the air as it grew.
Three towering waterspouts circled above. They pulled in more water with each passing moment, swelling in power. The pressure in the air dropped. The crowd at Waterfront Plaza fell completely silent, staring at the storm forming above the lake.
Leander watched from below.
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His expression didn’t change, but there was a flicker of surprise in his eyes.
“Metahuman,” he muttered.
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There were powers in this world that defied reason. Some people were born different–not stronger because of training, but because of nature itself.
These were metahumans–beings who could control elements like lightning, wind, fire, or water. Their abilities weren’t learned. They were lived.
Metahumans started at a higher level. Against someone with equal skill, they had the edge. And they could fight using the world around them. That made their power unpredictable and dangerous.
In all his years, Leander had never come face to face with one. Until now.
“Stormcall. Typhoon Formation p>
Taylor’s voice came sharp and cold. Her hands shifted through another pattern of seals. The waterspouts moved like weapons, cutting through the air. They spun faster, wider, pulling more water with them as they advanced.
By the time they reached Leander, each funnel towered over thirty feet high. Their width could swallow a small house whole.
Everyone watching could see it. The storm had completely wrapped around him. Three giant water funnels spun around Leander in perfect sync, closing in from every side.
He vanished behind them, his figure lost to the crashing waves and shifting light.
“Hell yeah, Taylor! That’s it!” Wayne shouted.
The others gathered around her, their faces lit with hope. Their shoulders eased. They thought it was finally over. Only the Masked God of War stood still.
His arms were folded. His eyes never left the storm. He didn’t smile, nor did he blink. He just
watched.
“Hmph. Jeff’s way too cocky for his own good. He has no idea what we Arbitrators are really capable of,” Evelyn said, her voice sharp with smugness. “With Taylor here, even a Transcendent Realm fighter would have to tread carefully, Jeff doesn’t stand a chance p>
She shot Taylor a quick look. There was a flicker of unease behind her smile. Leander had humiliated her more than once, but tonight felt different. Tonight was her chance to finally take something back.
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“Leander p>
“Leander p>
Yvette and Madeline called out at the same time. Their voices cracked with fear. Ginny’s face had turned pale, her eyes wide as she stared at the storm.
“They’ve had a metahuman this whole time?” Jordan muttered. “Then, it’s over. Jeff can’t take them all–not with Taylor controlling the battlefield like this p>
His voice dropped as he watched the chaos unfold. He knew Leander was strong, but no one could fight a metahuman and six elite fighters at once.
Grace stood frozen at the edge of the plaza. Her heart beat hard against her ribs. She had only just learned who Jeff really was–the top–ranked martial artist in all of Astria–and now it looked like she was going to watch him die.
“Is that really it for him?” she whispered, her chest tight with doubt.
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