“What the hell is he holding?” Cale looked at the scepter with terror. It looked like a human spine. It was around a meter tall and there was a small human skull at the top of it. Ribs like bones were pointing out from both sides of the scepter in five rows.

There was a red, bloody sheen on the scepter. It was quite matching with the Pope's robe, and it was as eerie as the Pope's eyes.

Miles felt goosebumps all over his body just with this one glance. He felt his chest was heavy and breathing was harder than normal. His heart was palpitating, and his instincts were shouting for him to run away. Miles felt bullets of sweats appearing on his forehead, and his eyelids were getting heavier. He fought— He fought back to close his eyes. His eyes started to burn, but he refused to close his eyes. Then, when he uncontrollably blinked and opened his eyes, what stood in front of him was a pair of green eyes.

Miles felt swords or horrors stabbing his body. His legs were shaking with fear, while his mind went to full panic mode. All the mind serums he used kicked in and his brain cells started to work like a factory. One could see imaginary steam coming out of his head.

“Should I use Maroon armor? No, it is not strong enough against this abomination, and I would be giving away my second identity. But its speed enchantment would save me. Maybe I can evade the attack without using the armor.

Energy, yes should use energy. I already did it before while I still hadn't used the second strengthening serum. Now that I used three and even peaked it, I should be able to use it albeit barely.” Miles started to weigh his opinions. Although he simulated a lot of possibilities, all of them happened in less than a second. Even his eyelids hadn't fully opened before he took action.

Miles felt a warm current originating from his heart and circulating to his legs. Under his feet, a layer of warm current appeared and with a jump, Miles dashed backward without any care.

In the meantime, others in the party, with their energies and extensive experiences, realized that their enemy attacked them, took defensive positions. When Malcolm realized the Pope had attacked his weakest child, his rage boiled inside him.

“Protect Marcela and Miles! Team one, keep the dead away, team two, attack with me.” Malcolm ordered as the wand appeared in his hand once again. Malcolm’s aura changed once again, but this time he wasn't a mischievous kid, but a furious jokester.

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“Behind you, asshole,” Malcolm shouted and vanished from where the Pope was looking. Pope turned to look behind but didn’t see his target appearing. While confused, a wand hit the back of his head and sent him flying!. ”I said behind you.” Malcolm appeared where he was originally standing, Helez at his side. Turned out when he vanished he didn’t move behind the Pope but hid with Helez’s ultimate.

“GARHHH!”

The Pope screamed weirdly and all the walking dead started to attack their group. Miles and Marcela had been surrounded by more than ten men with shields and weapons at hand. They were the guards.

Miles, after the initial shock, grabbed his bow and started to fire arrows to kill the walking dead. His arrows weren’t fast enough to target the Pope, who could vanish in a blink of an eye, so if he were to target the Pope, it wouldn’t do any good. On the contrary, it could hit his teammates.

What surprised Miles was, the warm current was still circulating in his body. Although he felt his body getting uncomfortable, he wasn’t as terrible as he first used it. But he didn’t know for how long it would continue like that.

“Merlin!” Miles shouted.

Merlin was attacking with the darkness element he borrowed from his friend and clearing large numbers of walking dead with each attack, but the count of the walking dead was too huge to clear easily.

“What?” He turned and shouted while still attacking.

“I can’t turn the energy off,” Miles shouted while firing arrows. The booms of arrows were reverberating in the coliseum with the echoes. His arrows were breaking the speed of sound creating loud noises before they pierced through walking dead's heads.

“If your body doesn’t turn it off, it means you can still use it for a while. Don’t worry.” Merlin answered with astonishment. “Remind me again when you feel light-headed.”

“Alright.” Miles nodded and kept on firing his arrows. All the soldiers looked at Miles with admiration and surprise. He was still in Grace-Rank, yet he could use energy. That was unheard of, but the task at hand didn’t let them ponder over it. They swiftly gained their focus and kept on attacking.

Marcela was closest to Miles and could hear him. She was surprised too that Miles could use energy, but she wasn’t overly worried about it. She was already in F-Tier for a few months, and she too could make use of it.

After awakening energy, she could merge elements in the air -as long as there was a person with the same element nearby- to unleash stronger attacks while changing the form of superpowers. Earlier when she attacked, she used the two most volatile elements to create a big explosion. But in fact, she used fiery fire and explosive lightning even though the two she was sharing her powers weren’t able to use these types of elements yet. Because of her mastery, she was able to use those and create big explosions.

This time, she used lightning and water elements. She first created a giant wave and added lightning foams in the water. When the giant wave landed on top of hundreds of walking dead, all of which were hit by the attack electrocuted and their brains fried. One could see the smoke coming from their ears.