Rise of the Eromancer

Chapter 166 Rhys vs. The Boss (1)

"That was not my fault at all."

"Hm…"

The Boss' groans almost reflected the chunks of debris that were falling off of the wall as Rhys started pulling himself out of the hole that the Boss rammed him in through. Both sounds were quiet, and yet they were the only noise currently whispering in the air… aside from the head rolling on the floor, that is.

This time, the head rolled toward one of Lina's relatives, causing them to flinch as they thought someone was grabbing them. But of course, as they have been doing so from the start, they did not try to move at all in fear that they would make a mistake and accidentally fire off even a bit of their abilities, hurting the person they were tied to.

The only thing they could really do was whimper; either gritting their teeth or biting their lip as they guessed in anxiety about what exactly was happening around them. They knew Rhys was there, but for some reason, he wasn't freeing them at all. And even if he did have any plans of freeing them, it would seem another entity entered the fray.

Of course, speculating was the only thing they could do at this point.

"Hm. And who might you be, bruv?" The Boss once again let out a small groan as he looked at the corpses of his men that littered everywhere on the floor; all of them missing their heads, "No, don't answer that — I know who you are, my men have reported to me about a certain Blackie who might foil our plans… and maybe I should have listened to them and postponed all of this."

"You should have," Rhys started brushing off all the dust and debris resting on his clothes as he looked at the Boss from head to toe.

There aren't many men who towered over him, but this person in front of him right now probably topped that list — he wasn't only tall, he was large, incredibly so to the point that the room almost felt like it could barely contain him; his exploding muscles, even more defined due to his dark skin; it did not help that he was wearing a tight white t-shirt and some sort of sweat pants.

But perhaps the most noticeable aspect of him was that he was wearing a large gold chain around his neck,

"But we're already here, so… sorry."

"Hm," the Boss grunted and scoffed as he also looked at Rhys from head to toe, "You're the Blackie I keep seeing in the news. You're even more famous than these cocksuckers… and maybe even more important. Good…

…we're going to get more coverage if we also include you."

"I'm nothing special," Rhys breathed out as he checked himself for injuries. Although he just casually and literally shrugged off being crashed deep into a wall, this was the first time in a long while that he was attacked like that; he needed to see if any damage was actually done to him… and there was.

Rhys glanced at this bionic leg — it usually won't get damaged even if it was hit by a truck, but it would seem with all the abuse it was getting starting from trying to escape from Agatha's… solar wave, it might start needing a little maintenance soon as Rhys could feel it clanking.

It was… a weird feeling, like he actually had his original leg back and the knee was slightly dislocated — it wasn't like that before.

Rhys learned to completely ignore it when he got used to moving it even without feeling anything, but now… it almost seemed as if it was… alive. Did Agatha's attack do something to it? Or was it perhaps when Aethelblac pulled him into a dream?

Either way, he was thinking too much, and the Boss noticed this.

The only sign the Boss gave that he was attacking was the floor beneath his feet cracking as he rushed toward Rhys; his speed, almost causing a skirt of wind to grow around him as he blitzed, quite literally, toward Rhys.

This time, however, even when he was deep in thought, Rhys was ready for the giant. He leaped back before pushing himself from the wall and up into the air, somersaulting above the Boss as he let loose several threads from his fingers to string him by the neck as soon as he landed.

Rhys, however, was not able to land.

As even though the Boss might seem like a raging gargantuan, he was agile. His large hand, quickly grabbing Rhys from the air before slamming him on the wall, almost as if he was finishing his job and destroying the wall he rammed Rhys through completely before throwing him across the hallway which they now found themselves in.

And once again, Rhys found himself violently rolling on the floor several times… only to be stopped as the Boss appeared in his path; his large muscular leg, heading toward his back.

"And for my hat-trick…" A malicious smile crawled on the Boss' face as his foot caught Rhys, "...A shot toward the sky! And…"

And with a deep breath, the Boss kicked Rhys straight up — causing him to just pierce through the concrete ceiling almost without resistance; like a net just being ripped through.

"...Goal!" The Boss stretched his muscular arms to the side as Rhys disappeared through the ceiling. The Boss sucked in a long and very deep breath; gritting his teeth as he flexed the muscles in his arms as if someone was actually watching him.

"Boss!"

And someone did arrive, several masked men and people wearing a castle guard's uniform… There were even women who were wearing maid outfits.

"Why did you suddenly leave!? What was that noise we heard!?"

"Just my greatness," a smirk crawled on the Boss' face as he scoffed and collected himself, "Some of you, recover the Blackie's body upstairs. Husky, go fetch Chihuahua so we can set up the camera — it's time for Enkland to meet its new master."

"At once, Boss," the man called Husky smiled and nodded; there was almost a glimmer in his eyes as he looked at the Boss — and it wasn't only him, all the men and women present there were looking at the Boss like he was some sort of deity,

"I will do as you ask at on—Kh!"

And before Husky could even take a single step, a huge piece of the ceiling fell on top of him. Husky was strong enough to catch it, however; gritting his teeth hard as the veins on his neck, legs, and arms showed themselves.

"!!!"

But not even a second after, however, everyone watched as he was squashed into pieces…

"Touchdown."

…as Rhys emerged from the hole and violently dropped down right on top of the concrete.