Odyssey Of Survival-Chapter 62 Spike

Ryder’s voice echoing confidently through the clearing. One of his illusions smirked, taunting, "You’re weak. Without your precious walls, let’s see how long you can survive."

The real Ryder stepped forward, flanked by Amara and Bella. The intensity in Bella’s eyes sharpened as she caught sight of Nate’s battered body. Fury surged through her, and with a single gesture, the ground began to tremble. Rocks, branches, and debris rose into the air around her, forming a swirling barrier of destruction.

The man growled, lightning sparking around him as he prepared to retaliate. But Bella struck first. With a powerful sweep of her hand, she hurled everything she had gathered at him. The projectiles hit their mark, battering the man relentlessly. He tried to dodge, but the sheer volume of attacks overwhelmed him. Blood spurted from his mouth as he stumbled, his confidence waning.

"Madison, now!" Ryder shouted.

Madison vanished and reappeared behind the man, kicking him hard in the back. He staggered forward, only to face Alice, who had encased her hands in jagged frost. She thrust her ice-coated fist into his stomach, freezing his armor partially and causing him to howl in pain.

"You like playing god, don’t you?" Madison said as she teleported around him, delivering sharp strikes. "Let’s see how it feels to face a real fight!"

The man roared, releasing a surge of lightning that spread in every direction. Everyone dodged except Ryder, who stepped forward, absorbing the hit with a grin.

"That all you got?" Ryder asked mockingly, cracking his knuckles. His skin healed almost instantly, leaving no trace of the burn marks. He grabbed the man’s wrist with one hand, crushing it effortlessly. The man screamed as Ryder flung him to the ground like a ragdoll.

Bella wasn’t finished. She gestured again, sending a massive tree trunk hurtling toward him. The man raised his hand, attempting to summon lightning to destroy it, but his energy faltered. The trunk slammed into his chest, sending him flying into a boulder.

"You’re not so tough now," Alice sneered, conjuring ice spikes and hurling them toward him. He managed to dodge a few but was struck by several others, leaving gashes across his arms and legs. Blood dripped onto the ground as he tried to catch his breath.

Amara, who had been observing, finally stepped forward. Her eyes narrowed as she whispered something under her breath. The ground beneath the man cracked, and fire burst forth, burning his limbs slowly.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" the man shouted, desperation creeping into his voice. He struggled against the flames, his once-powerful aura flickering like a dying flame.

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"Not yet," Ryder replied coldly. He stepped forward, his fist glowing with energy. "This is for Nate." He punched the man square in the face, the force of the blow echoing through the forest. The man crumpled to the ground, coughing and gasping for air.

But Madison wasn’t done. She teleported above him, delivering a powerful kick to his ribs. "This is for all the people you’ve enslaved!" she yelled.

The man scrambled to his feet, barely holding himself together. His eyes darted around, realizing he was outmatched. With a final burst of energy, he turned and fled into the forest, limping and leaving a trail of blood behind.

Madison bolted after the man, her team right behind her. The man hadn’t gotten far when they caught up, encircling him. His eyes darted from one face to another, lips curling into a menacing smirk.

"You think this is the end?" he sneered, voice dripping with venom. "I’ll remember every single one of you. Mark my words—I will make sure you all die, screaming."

Madison laughed coldly. "What are you yapping about? Do you think you’re leaving here alive?"

Before anyone could react, the man suddenly smashed a strange object on the ground. A pulse of energy erupted, cracks of shimmering light spreading like a spiderweb beneath his feet.

"No!" Madison shouted, lunging forward.

But it was too late—the man vanished in a flash of light, leaving nothing but the faint hum of residual energy.

"Ahhhhhh!" Bella screamed in frustration, her voice echoing through the trees.

Madison slammed her foot into the ground. "Damn it—space energy. Whatever he smashed have teleported him away."

From the surrounding forest, people began emerging, some hesitantly, others with confident strides. They had been hiding, their numbers carefully concealed in case the man had any hidden surprises. Ryder turned to Jack, the one responsible for disabling the array, and gave him a nod of approval.

"Good job, Jack."

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Ryder’s eyes landed on a young man standing to the side, a faint glow surrounding him. It was Sam, the same person who had helped Nate a month ago when he they lost his sister and their people to the slime monster. But now Sam was different—his abilities had awakened, the power of illusion shimmering faintly in his presence.

Sam surveyed the group, then asked hesitantly, "Is it over?"

Madison shook her head, her expression hardened. "No. This is not over."

The crowd murmured, confused. "What do you mean?" Sam pressed.

Madison stepped forward, her voice steady but laced with determination. "Inside that cave, hundreds of people from the upper half of the plane are trapped, working themselves to death every single day. They’re not free yet."

Her gaze swept across the group, locking eyes with every person. "We’re not leaving until every single one of them is rescued."

The forest grew silent as her words sank in. Slowly, heads began to nod, determination sparking in their eyes.

Madison stood at the front of the gathered group, her voice steady but commanding as she outlined the plan.

"It’s simple," she began. "Once we enter the cave, kill every keeper in sight. Do not hesitate. These people are enslaving and torturing others. But—" her tone turned grave—"if you encounter the tall ones, the ones who can see and sense things, run. Don’t fight them. They’re more dangerous than you can handle."

The crowd exchanged nervous glances but nodded. Madison’s resolve was unshakable, and they trusted her.

"We need to be quick," she added, motioning for the group to follow. "Let’s move."

They followed Madison as she led them toward the entrance of the cave, their footsteps muted but purposeful.

Far above the place, two keepers stood on a rocky ledge, their figures partially concealed by the shadows. One of them had grotesque spikes protruding from his skin, each spike dripping faintly with a dark fluid. The other, though the same height, looked leaner, his sharp eyes scanning the movement below.

"Why aren’t we attacking?" the leaner one asked, his voice tinged with impatience. "Either of us could kill everyone down there without breaking a sweat."

The spiked keeper shook his head slowly. "I could kill all of them," he admitted, his voice low and deliberate, "but I’d rather not risk Zoro’s revenge. He’ll kill them himself."

The leaner keeper frowned, glancing down again. "Zoro? His recovery was already slow before this group appeared. After today, his injuries are worse."

"True," the spiked keeper agreed, his tone thoughtful. "It will take him longer to heal now. But that’s his problem."

He turned away from the ledge, his spikes shifting slightly as he moved. "Let them think they’ve won, for now. We’ll be back when the time is right."

The leaner keeper hesitated but eventually nodded. "Fine."

The spiked keeper pulled out an identical object to the one Zoro had used earlier. With a faint smirk, he raised it and smashed it into the ground. Energy cracked and shimmered beneath their feet, and in an instant, both keepers disappeared, leaving the ledge empty.