89. Six-Colored Terminators

Six-Colored Terminators

When six humanoids stepped out of the darkness, we actually felt a little relieved.

At least now we could finally have a proper fight.

Because this was definitely going to be a fight.

By “humanoids,” I mean they had bodies and outfits like Terminators.

Only their hair and eyes were different. Both glowed, each marked by a different color: blood red, neon green, lightning blue, snow white, dark gray, and pure black.

In one hand, each wielded a huge serrated sword like the ones used by blade demons. On the other arm, each carried a round metal shield strapped from shoulder to knee.

If they were what they looked like, and if the bad guys had the ability to do it, then these things were probably fused versions of their demons and mages, combined into something worse.

Which meant this fight would not be easy.

They said nothing. But their movements were smoother than any monster we had encountered before. They split apart and came at us from both sides.

Red, white, and gray circled toward Chi Li. Green, blue, and black came for me.

If they had not been color-coded, it would have been harder to notice that they had come prepared with countermeasures.

Maybe the bad guys could not hide that part any more than we could hide the type of magic we used when actively casting.

That made things a little easier.

I suspected it was a trap.

In a world full of magic, always distrust anything that looks like a free advantage. It might be a vampire horse waiting for nightfall so it can murder you horribly. Magic, apparently, is where common sense goes to be eaten.

Chi Li and I did not wait for them to get close. We attacked first.

She fired a violet beam of destruction at the red one, while I charged the one using black magic.

The world slowed.

Everything moved more than an order of magnitude slower than normal, but still fast enough that an ordinary person would only see blurs.

Chi Li’s beam struck first, burning into the red warrior’s chest as his shield shifted over to block.

As red runes lit up, impossible heat splashed from the metal, actually melting the floor where the shield deflected the attack.

The warrior’s chest was left with a third-degree burn the size of my fist, so we came out ahead in that exchange.

Then a shield that had not been in my path an instant before suddenly appeared.

The blue warrior teleported in front of me in a burst of lightning, and I crashed into him.

I hit his shield with the force of a heavy artillery shell, knocking the Conan-looking bastard fifty meters backward. At the same time, electricity ran along my arms and left a mild tingling sensation behind.

Then the green one appeared in a flash to my left, already swinging his sword.

My left arm rose to block. The metal bracer I had added to my Super Suit met the glowing green blade.

The blade passed through it as if the bracer did not exist.

Then it passed through my suit and my arm as well, continuing toward my side without resistance.

My Super Suit was ignored again.

What waited beneath it was not so lucky.

I cried out as the intangible strike sliced into my side with almost no physical resistance. It stung like a swarm of bees, but left no actual wound.

I turned to face him and kicked, only for him to block with his shield.

Like the blue warrior before him, the green one was blasted backward. I was fairly sure his shield was at least dented.

My heel, however, felt like I had stepped on a nail.

Then the one using black magic fired a death beam into my back, stealing some of my momentum and a little of my stamina.

On the other side of the room, Chi Li was facing a similar problem.

The white warrior was surrounded by a whirlwind that seemed able to weaken and disperse her fire beams, stopping her from focusing enough power to pierce them in a single second.

The big red one seemed able to endure her attacks better than the others through sheer physical strength, and he moved quickly enough to be a…