The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

Chapter 272: SOS.

"You don't pose a threat to me," Sol stared at his clone askance of any fear or worry, sighing and scratching his head.

"You're not any kind of end to my Beginning, I don't know how you found out about it but that's not a power anyone can contest," He took a step towards the imposter and the imposter took a step backwards out of instinct.

"You've been asleep for seven years while it's only been two years for me since Atla.

What happened to you isn't your fault, but that doesn't mean I'll forgive you for attacking my wife!" Sol held out his hand and summoned his hammer glaring as waves of gold began streaming from his eyes and his every breath caused mana to escape him like a fog.

"That doesn't mean you're gonna live, not after you threatened my child!" He gnashed his teeth.

"I'm not afraid of you, Sol Vestic!" The clone laughed mockingly at the infuriated Godslayer before him. "You may be able to fool everyone else with this confidence but not me; I know you, I am you, we're-"

"-nothing alike!" Sol finished his sentence in the same breath as his hammer smashed into the doppelganger's chest, cratering it as he vanished in a blast of mana and flames.

"For a moment I thought I could find some way to bring you peace; that maybe there's some version of this where I don't have to kill you, but then I remembered, I'm inside your head, the same hate you feel I once felt, the same resentment you're so proud of is the very same that I had to overcome, so I'm fully aware that you plan to do what you say," Sol spun his hammer and burned the blood away with his mana.

"I won't show any mercy -"

"I don't want the mercy of a sellout!" The clone appeared before Sol and spun, dropping his heel intent on breaking Sol's head, but with a flick of his finger the clone's foot evaporated in a blast of golden energy, and Sol watched annoyed as the missing limb made full regrowth and perfect recovery in matter of seconds. "I want your head!" Your journey continues on m v|l--NovelBin.net

Sol blocked several other fast kicks before raising his hammer and slamming it into the clone's stomach displacing his organs in a brutal swing that left him curled over the weapon and barfing up blood.

"I won't stoop to your level," Sol grabbed his head and smashed it into his hammer several times breaking his skull and damaging his brain.

"I won't entertain your madness," Sol released him and slammed the hammer in his back and then began mercilessly wailing the large weapon against him causing ripples throughout the universe they fought in, stars began distorting and the fabric of that reality began twisting as he increased the weight and mana of each hit. "You don't deserve a proper death!"

"I never asked for one!" The clone roared and punched the hammer with his bare fist leaving a dent in the weapon along with miasma that clung to it and began eating into the metal. "All I want is to see you all suffer!"

"Won't happen!" Sol snapped and spun out of the way of telling clone's attack with the cursed blade and punished him once more with a strike from his hammer.

With the head being deteriorated by a foreign element the hammer shattered upon colliding into the clone, but he was also hit so hard he disappeared in a golden streak while Sol huffed and released the hammer, balling his fists and flying in the direction his opposite had flown.

***

"Just how strong is he exactly?" General Flint sat in his seat cradling one side of his head as he stared at the new screen of the fixed dashboard before him.

"One second his readings are high which we've now been calling average despite it being several dozen times that of any Godslayer of recent history, but then; other moments reveal horrifying readings that could only be contested by the highest ranked soldiers, he's broken so many sensors recently that I'm starting to contemplate whether I need to keep using them, he makes no sense." The general glanced at Cecelia for a response but found her gaze straight and her posture rigid.

"Are you okay?"

Nothing, she was so entranced she barely heard his voice at all. "Cecelia!" He called to her again causing those near them to raise their heads, especially after Cecelia still had no reaction to his call.

"Ma'am," Her subordinate waved her hand before Cecelia's face and called to her. "Ma'am?" She called again when Cecelia blinked and turned to herm.

"Is something the matter?" She asked and the woman gestured to the general with a worried expression. "Hm?"

"I'm saying there has to be a better way to sense him, or scan a different frequency for his unique trail, depending on his powers spiking or even showing up has caused nothing but headaches," Viktor stared at Cecelia with a wary expression. "I called to you over five times, didn't you hear me?" He raised his brows and she stared at him for a moment and then smiled and shook her head

"Sorry sir, it won't happen again, I got distracted in my head."

"Yeah, make sure it never happens again, we need to stay vlear-minded if we stand any chance of catching that slippery asshole."

Cecelia found humour in these words, she saw it as an ironic punch to her gut, she had fallen asleep with her eyes closed because the general had been relentlessly chasing her down for the last month without break, she was exhausted both physically and mentally, he had worn her patience thin and she could think of nothing else but attacking him on sight but he was stronger, she knew she'd lose that fight.

"If only he was a little stronger," She thought to herself envisioning Sol's face in her mind. "He already has several other Vatui under his wings, I'm stronger than most of the Emporium; I could be of use, I would gladly fight for him...

If it was Sol Vestic I wouldn't feel like shit about giving myself whenever he pleases, he's proven himself a worthy warrior unlike this degenerate sack of shit..." Cecelia leaned forward, lost in thought once more until her subordinate's hand swung across her vision again and she snapped out of it and looked at the woman. "Yes?" She asked, seeing the woman's nervous stare once more.

The woman pointed downwards discreetly and Cecelia checked her dashboard, finding a small chart showing Sol's reading, she was going to snap but stopped with her mouth half open and looked around at the general and then everyone else; what was this woman doing?"

[What is the meaning of this?] Cecelia sent her a message.

[His powers are spiking again, but as I am the head analyst I've hidden the signature from the other analysts, ma'am, I figured, if you're able to somehow get away from the general you could find peace within the Godslayer]

[Are you an idiot, Sal, do you realise this is the highest treason?] Cecelia quickly sent a message and saw the panic settle on her face.

[Ma'am, I have known you for many years now, I've seen you struggle time and time again to escape the general's hands, there's a chance right here, I know about your family, and I know about you-know-what, you saw the Godslayer take an entire collective away, if anyone can help you; it is gonna be him, if it's treason to look out for the best interest of my superior...

my friend; then I suppose I die here today, unless you never considered me a friend, that would mean I just sold my life for nothing]

"Is there something wrong, ma'am?" Sal asked and Cecelia blinked and looked away when she realised she'd been staring at the woman for a while after reading the last message and seeing the encryption eat it away like a virus

"No... I guess I'm just not feeling myself today, chasing the Godslayer around like his has left a bitter taste in my mouth, and it's getting exhausting being unable to reach him even though he is right before me." She spoke and Flint nodded in agreement, though he remained silent.

[About that, ma'am] Sal sent another message and Cecelia eagerly opened it up, she was evidently not the smartest but she also knew that Sal was trustworthy, at the very least she needed to protect this foolish woman from being discovered.

[I was going over the last interactions with the Godslayer and something struck me about him as quite odd, he has been using our encrypted systems to communicate with and even spy on us, I don't know why nobody has seen this fact yet but it means he's aware of every move we make, I think, if you sent a secret SOS he might get it, he's been intercepting our private dealings for a month now, he's keeping track of everything.]

"What...?" Cecelia mused.

"That makes so much sense, how has nobody said anything yet?"