Warrior Terminator

The Spring Triangle

One of the three was Arcturus, while the other two were fellow Spring Triangle members Regulus and Spica.

“Warrior. We'll take over from here. Free your comrades and go in the direction from which we have come. Just now we beat a lot of ramplite, refresh the place using light powder.” Arcturus decisively ordered.

“Good!” replied the captain. “Anu, that person is a resident of Mayall Village.”

“We know. We also know that he is very strong, so leave him to us and get out of here. You will only hinder us,” said the warrior girl named Spica.

“Ba-good!”

The two soldiers hurriedly woke up their fainted companions. They freed those trapped by Arta's web of artificial light spiders. The net was no longer stuck before. Soon after, they ran away.

Arta lost all his armor. He had a feeling that he would not be allowed to leave, and if the fight really happened then it would be a fight that consumed a lot of energy, so he had to save his light power as much as possible.

“I've heard about you. A young man with the power of white light who said he was very strong, I had not expected that I would meet you in this place. Looks like it's my lucky day.”

“And a bad day for me.” Arta called Arcturus.

Taps.

Someone landed beside Arta after leaping leisurely from the top of the tree. His presence caught everyone's attention. He's tired of that.

“Sir Pyxis.”

“Arta. Who are you, or what is wrong with you, huh? Ever since I've been with you you've always been in trouble.”

“I've fallen into trouble long before meeting you, Sir.”

Pyxis looked at the three men who were Arta's opponents. He glanced to the side, Arta had mounted his horses ready to fight. “They are not easy opponents.”

“I know.”

“You want my help?”

“You wise man, Sir Pyxis, without even asking I am sure you will save me when it is necessary.”

Pyxis then jumped back into the tree. The man sat sweetly watching the treat of the imminent unbalanced fight. Pyxis plucked a leaf and dropped it. Just as the leaves were touching the ground Arta and Arcturus shot at each other quickly.

Their speed was not playful, very agile, in one blink the two had swapped places. In that split-second speed they were both swinging attacks. Arta used a dagger layered in the power of light, while Arcturus used his red sword of light.

Drips.

Arcturus glanced at his scratched cheek. Blood dripped from there. He grunts. He's the one who lost.

Meanwhile Arta has been attacked from two sides by Regulus and Spica. A melee battle with abnormal speed ensued. The whistling sound heard by the weapons, each made and coated in light, filled the ears, adding tension to every movement of the opponent that must be very wary.

The sixty-centimeter sword of light Spica's was drawn to target Arta's neck. The young man rewinded his head as far as a hand, sparing his neck from death. Not yet had time to take a breath Arta had to retreat quickly two steps, his feet were targeted by Regulus' long sword.

Drips.

Blood dripped from his calf which was sliced off the tip of Regulus' sword. It did not hurt him because he was too consumed by tension. Fighting three of their classmates creates Alpha hassles. The movement of his opponents who were too fast and shrewd made Arta unable to launch a counterattack.

Arta jumped back eight meters. He must take a distance from them or he will be pressed. Three against one is not a fair fight, but who cares, here Arta is the prey to be captured.

“One-one,” Arta said referring to the wounds obtained by both parties.

“Will always be one for us,” says Arcturus pongah. He formed a red hand cannon, according to the color of the light. Arta, then boom! Cannon bullets fired. “Alpha Bootis : Hand Cannon.”

Arta jumped to dodge. However, over and over again, those densely explosive red balls continued to be directed at him. In fact, the shield he formed when unable to dodge was instantly shattered in a single blow.

“Alpha Leonis : Leo Strike.”

A lion of bright blue light formed from the power of Regulus. The lion ran over to Arta. The young man nimbly dodged. But that's not all he faces.

“Alpha Virginis : Laser Shooting!”

A laser shot from Spica was also directed at Arta. Now, except to avoid the safest artificial lion chasing him Arta must also fight with Spica laser. Unwilling to make his opponent feel easy, Arcturus continued to fire his light cannon at Arta.

The gray-eyed young man was truly not given a pause. Every time he dodged Regulus' lion-shaped attack he had to withstand Spica's laser afterward, and then an unfinished red ball of Arcturus' cannon would be detonated on him. Arta was forced to endure.

Hop. Hop. Hop.

Arta jumped and went on a salto. Not only his legs are agile, his hands also have to work hard to climb the ground so as not to slip down and eat three attacks at once. The noisy sounds of the fight increased his adrenaline to hold on while forcing him to think of counterattacking.

Wuuushu!

With the burst of energy from his power of light Arta leapt high upwards. He made a foothold that held him in the air. “I won't last forever!” yells.

Arta fused the fingers of her two hands. He opened it slowly. From there appeared his white light that was round transparent, resembling a soap bubble, the bubble got bigger and continued to grow.

“Solved.” Arta gave the instructions and yes, that big bubble turned into hundreds of tiny bubbles of light. “Now, spread.”

The bubble spread flat above the three members of the Spring Triangle. Those who were prepared to protect themselves were surprised to find that the bubbles did not react. Seeing their confusion Arta intended to give an explanation.

“The bubbles were used for my game,” he said as he jumped down. His footing in the air vanished. The bubbles got out of the way as Arta passed by. “But, first we get rid of the animal first, because this is a game between humans.”

Arta pointed to the lion Regulus. Instantly a huge bubble enveloped the artificial lion's body, Arta then snapped her finger, and... DUO! The explosion with a thunderous sound obliterated the lion of light earlier.

Spica looked at the bubbles floating above them. “Don't say that all this is going to explode.”

“Not really. His reaction depends on how I order him. If I want it to explode, then it will explode. If it spreads, it spreads. Or if I want to change the shape, then change it,” Arta said. “And, not only that.. in taking steps you must be careful because I have laid a trap.”.

“Huh?” Arcturus fused confused eyebrows.

“More easily explain it by action,” says Arta. He closed his eyes. “Oh the Alpha Star Aurigae, please allow me to inherit the power of your light to use the gift.”

“Mantra attack. By tidying it then its users are able to use various attacks without stopping. It's a high-level attack technique that takes up a lot of the energy of its users.”

“Padal is still that young. As rumored, he is indeed great.”

The three of them were shocked at the same time as what Arta did.

Arta suddenly exclaimed, “Twelve. Snapping. Exploded.”

Twelve bubbles approached and circled the three of them and instantly exploded. The three managed to escape. But unfortunately, explosions also occurred under their feet. The explosion below could not be avoided thus leaving them injured.

“Three. One-one. Jat.”

Not letting them, Arta re-ruled. Each of the bubbles of the three he commanded turned into a rope that trapped their bodies.

“Three. One-one. Blow,” said Arta again. Then, a bubble approached them, the bubble turned into a fist which then dealt a single blow to the stomach. “This is the game I'm talking about. Game soap bubble.”

Arcturus, Regulus and Spica sat down groaning with stomach pains. They understand how the technique works. Very homely. But, the explosion that was on the ground shocked them greatly.

Regulus sharpened his eyes when he noticed the flashes of light on the ground scattered randomly. “Mine?”

“Sort of it.” Arta.

“Since when?”

“Then you guys attack me with three strikes at once. I avoided everything while setting up those mines,” replied Arta lightly.

Arcturus looked at Arta sharply. ‘She was different from the person I was with in Andromeda City. Not only is he strong, he is also smart.’

“Sixty. Rained out. Needle.”

Zii!

Dozens of bubbles turned into sharp needles. The needles quickly shot down. They used shields to cover.

Arta is not holding hands. “Six. The straps. Pull.”

A slash!

Arcturus cut off the ropes in question, entangling them without moving. Stepping carelessly will be very dangerous because it can harm them. Then as fast as lightning he pulled Arta onto the land full of mines using an elongated arm of light.

Twoar!

Arta stepped on her own pot. He coughed. Fortunately he had time to apply full armor so as not to be injured.

“If it's a game then you must participate,” sneer Arcturus.

“No objection,” reply Arta. He formed a sharp-toothed baton. “Nine. Concurrently. Light explosion.”

Twoar! Cliin! Twoar!

Cliin! Twoar! Cliin!

After the sound of the explosion and the white light spread out, Arta moved quickly towards the three of them, one by one. He hit it hard. Although it does not cause effects because the body of his opponent is protected armor does not mean that Arta did not produce results, because the goal is to make them move places and step on mines.

However, the three steadfastly held on the spot. Arta clucked in annoyance. “Twenty-seven. Densify. Falling.”

The burst of streaks occurred violently as the compacted bubbles fell and hit the mines. But it doesn't hurt anyone. They all installed a protective dome, including Arta. Seeing them not immediately destroy the dome made Arta think of another attack idea.

“Seventy-two. Stick up. Acid liquid.”

The light bubbles attached to the domes of the three of them slowly melted the defense. As the protective dome began to perforate Arta launched another attack. Dozens of bubbles he turned into needles and exposed to those still trapped in the protective covering of the acidic liquid.

Because of the narrow space of movement and the danger they will get if exposed to acidic fluids, make them inevitably accept needle punctures. Their armor did help, but some needles could pierce through it. All three had not a slight scratch injury.

“Ninety. Snapping. Exploded.”

Again, a great explosion was deafening. Arta was out of luck this time. All three of his opponents managed to escape from inside the protective dome shortly before the explosion hit him. They landed on the ground and no mines exploded.

“It looks like the active period of the marijuana has run out,” said Regulus.

“Good. Now the opportunity to move freely and finish him off,” added Spica.

Arcturus grinning. “Prepare. We'll catch you and make you a prisoner like them.”

Arta did not listen to their words too much. He felt his body suddenly heavy. His breath began to gasp. And suddenly he felt weak.

Brukh!

The young man fell.

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