Reincarnated with a lucky draw system - Chapter 314

Chapter 314: ANNIHILATING THE SENTINEL
Aaron easily dodged that attack, the soldier’s movement feeling like a movie in slow motion. Time seemed to stretch around him, allowing him to sidestep with a lazy grace, his cloak fluttering gently.

A burst of time and space elements was released from Aaron’s body at the same time, consuming the soldier. The dual forces enveloped him in a swirling vortex, the air shimmering with temporal distortions and spatial rips.

The soldier was ripped into several pieces by the space element until he completely disappeared from every space coordinate. His form fragmented like shattered glass, vanishing into voids that snapped shut with finality.

While being ravaged by the space element, he was also destroyed by the time element, timelines concerning him ripped apart. Echoes of his existence faded, erased from past and future in a silent unraveling.

Aaron turned to the next person after the death of that soldier, stretching his hands toward the soldier approaching him with a great sword. The massive weapon swung down heavily, cleaving the air with a whoosh.

He held the face of the soldier with both hands, disintegrating the soldier to nothing with both time and space. The contact sent waves of destructive energy through the victim’s body, reducing him to ethereal dust that scattered like forgotten memories.

Moving to the next, Aaron kicked a soldier with the element of time. His boot connected with a surge of temporal force, the impact rippling outward in concentric waves of accelerated decay.

The soldier disintegrated to nothing, his form aging rapidly before crumbling into nonexistence, leaving only a faint echo of his scream hanging in the air.

The next soldier stretched his fist covered with lightning toward Aaron. Bolts of electricity arced from his knuckles, crackling with volatile power that illuminated the immediate surroundings in stark flashes.

Aaron casually dodged it, severing the neck of the soldier with space. A clean spatial cut appeared, the head tumbling away before both parts vanished into a folding rift.

Aaron took a deep breath, locked in battle. The metallic tang of blood and ozone filled his nostrils, his heart pounding with a rhythmic intensity that matched the chaos around him.

He felt the euphoria and adrenaline rush as he engaged in the battle, a intoxicating surge that sharpened his senses and quickened his reflexes amid the swirling melee.

Slowly, he could utilize time and space to attack at the same time while locked in battle, although he required physical touch to execute it. The elements began to harmonize within him, flowing more naturally with each strike.

But to Aaron, that was good enough progress, a small victory that fueled his growing confidence, his mind racing with possibilities.

“Let’s increase the pace then,” Aaron muttered, his voice low and steady, a predatory gleam entering his eyes as he surveyed the remaining foes.

He moved swiftly, taking out the soldiers while using just time and space at the same time independently. His form blurred with speed, a ghost weaving through the ranks under the starry canopy.

He made use of the time element with his right hand and the space element with his left hand, each limb channeling its respective power in fluid, alternating strikes.

To Aaron, it was a flowing movement and attack, seamless like a dance where every step claimed a life, the elements responding to his will with increasing obedience.

The more soldiers he took down, the better he got at using both talents for active attacks at the same time and without focusing too much of his consciousness on it. Muscle memory kicked in, the dual forces becoming extensions of his body.

“That’s all?” Aaron grumbled, having finished the vanguards in a blink of an eye. The ground around him was eerily clean, devoid of the usual carnage, the air still buzzing with residual energy.

The captain and the rest of the battalion stared at Aaron speechlessly, their weapons lowering slightly as shock rooted them in place.

The fear they had lost slowly began to creep into their hearts, a cold dread that tightened their chests and made their breaths come in shallow gasps.

They slowly began to realize just who they were up against, the weight of that realization settling like a heavy fog over the battlefield.

Every vanguard was defeated in an instant, their absence a stark void in the formation that had once been so imposing.

The mid-rangers and long-rangers couldn’t even react and provide support before they were all destroyed by Aaron, their positions overrun in a whirlwind of elemental fury.

The scariest part for them all? Not a single body could be found, the complete erasure leaving an unnatural silence in the wake of the violence.

Not even a single limb remained, every trace of the vanguards nonexistent, as if they had been wiped from reality itself.

“Just what did we sign up for?” the captain croaked, taking a step back. His voice trembled, the vine whip slipping slightly in his sweat-slicked grip.

“Report our situation to HQ immediately and seek backup!” the captain made use of his communicator, instructing the team in charge of communication to the HQ. His fingers fumbled with the device, urgency making his movements frantic.

Initially, with Aaron’s failed attack attempts, the captain had thought he could defeat Aaron with his battalion and claim the glory of victory. Visions of triumph had danced in his mind, now shattered.

But seeing his vanguards obliterated into nothing, the terror of Aaron became clear to him, a primal fear that clawed at his insides.

“Sir. We can’t reach HQ. Our signal keeps bouncing back!” the communication department informed the captain in terrified breaths, their voices crackling over the line with panic.

“What the hell do you mean? Make use of the quantum communication sequence!” the captain instructed, his eyes bloodshot as he feared the worst. Veins throbbed in his forehead, the pressure building like a storm.

“Negative, sir. We can’t get through. It’s almost as if there’s no coordinate or space aside from the current one we are in, sir!” The reply that gripped the captain’s heart tightly came, each word a nail in his composure.