My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 963 Explosions

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Previously on My Talent's Name Is Generator...
Ryan interrogates Rudy, who offers his loyalty in exchange for his life. Ryan incapacitates Rudy and checks his status, noting his need for more levels before facing a stronger opponent. He then openly challenges the city's inhabitants, swiftly defeating multiple Believers. After leveling up, Ryan faces a powerful, unseen attacker who sends him crashing through a house. The house is then set ablaze by flaming arrows.

Before I could even react, the explosion detonated.

Boom!

My entire home shuddered violently with the outward surge of fire. The intense pressure slammed into me from all sides, and the roaring flames devoured everything in their path as they tore through the collapsing structure. The searing heat struck first, scorching my skin, followed by the concussive force that lifted me from my feet and hurled me backward once more.

Wood splintered. Support beams snapped.

As the remnants of the house succumbed, I was propelled through the wreckage. My back slammed against another wall, which then gave way under the impact, sending me crashing out through the far side.

I hit the ground outside and rolled, embers still clinging to my body. The burning structure behind me imploded completely, flames erupting higher as they consumed the entirety of what remained.

My eyes fluttered open, the world slowly reassembling itself from fragmented images. The oppressive heat pressed against my skin, and the acrid smell of burning timber filled the air. Pushing myself up, my body screamed in protest with every subtle movement. Blood trickled from numerous lacerations, and the burns adorning my arms and back throbbed with each labored breath. A stark notification hovered before my eyes.

[!Warning: Health below 25%]

I let out a steadying exhale and raised my gaze.

Before me, the house blazed intensely, fire consuming its skeletal frame. Standing directly in front of the inferno were ten figures, their complete focus fixed upon me. Three of them held drawn bows, their arrows nocked and ready, while the remaining seven gripped swords.

A quick check of their levels revealed they were all above 40. One of them advanced slightly, lowering his bow just enough to speak.

"Didn't think you'd survive that."

I shifted my shoulder, disregarding the sharp pain, and met his gaze.

"Oh… you're not going to survive what's about to come."

Another notification abruptly flashed.

[Overdrive Charge – 150%]

There was no hesitation.

"Berserk Mode."

The transformation was instantaneous.

My heart pounded with a heavy, sharp beat, immediately followed by a powerful surge. My strength and speed skyrocketed as the pain receded, overwhelmed by the torrent of energy coursing through my veins. Though the burns and cuts remained, I felt an exhilarating rush, as if this was my final, decisive battle.

"Impact Burst."

The ground cracked beneath my feet as I launched forward, the distance between us vanishing in an instant. I tore through the burning remnants of the house, flames parting around me as I landed squarely amidst the archers.

They barely had time to process my arrival.

My axe descended.

One swing.

Then another.

Two heads were cleanly severed, their bodies collapsing before their arrows could even be loosed. I spun around immediately, my arm already in motion as I hurled the axe toward the third archer.

It spun once. It struck true. The blade embedded itself deep in his chest, the sheer force driving him backward until he crumpled.

My priority was eliminating the archers first.

"Impact Burst."

My body propelled itself forward once again, faster, more powerful. The surge of energy carried me directly into the closest swordsman, my fist impacting his chest with bone-jarring force. The blow folded him instantly, his body lifting from the ground before being sent flying backward, crashing violently into the burning debris behind him.

"Get him!"

The command echoed from the side as the remaining figures converged, their formation tightening as they charged at me in unison.

Suddenly, a silver glint caught my eye.

One of them swung his blade, releasing a wave of energy that sliced through the air directly toward me, moving with blinding speed and demanding an immediate response.

"Impact Burst."

I instantly shifted sideways, the powerful burst tearing through my legs. Agonizing pain flared from the repeated exertion, but the evasive maneuver carried me clear of the slicing attack that cleaved the space I had just occupied. I landed heavily near where my axe had fallen, executed a swift roll, and retrieved it without losing momentum.

Then, I charged directly back at them.

The first came at me head-on, sword held high, but I sidestepped inside his wild swing and brought the axe across his neck, the blade severing cleanly as I continued past him without pause. The second attacker followed suit immediately, his strike aimed lower, but I lifted my leg, driving it into his knee and shattering his stance before finishing him with a swift downward chop that cleaved through his guard.

They were relentless.

Three more surged forward concurrently, their attacks overlapping, blades weaving a deadly sequence. However, my body now moved with supernatural speed, the Berserk surge propelling every reaction ahead of theirs. I slipped past the first, deflected the second, and drove forward into the third, the axe tearing through his torso. I seamlessly transitioned into the next motion, the blade glowing with a yellow luminescence with each devastating strike.

One by one.

They fell.

Corpses littered the ground surrounding me, the inferno behind me still raging as confrontations shortened, fatalities accelerated, and every action became purposeful. One combatant attempted to retreat, but I forbade it, swiftly closing the gap and concluding the encounter before they could regain their balance.

The final adversary lasted merely a moment longer before succumbing.

I remained motionless, my chest heaving with a deep breath as residual energy coursed through me, the returning ache of my injuries becoming noticeable as the initial surge stabilized.

Suddenly, my premonition of danger ignited once more.

Acting on instinct, I uttered,

"Impact Burst."

My body contorted instantly, rolling away from my previous position just as an attack struck.

A brilliant blue energy beam descended upon the spot where I stood, the impact pulverizing the ground and instantly carving out a crater, its outward force scattering rubble across the thoroughfare.

I halted my movement and pivoted without delay.

My eyes swept across the street, the buildings, and then settled upon a structure in the distance, finally fixing their gaze upward.

Perched atop a nearby building, a substantial, mechanical entity was visible, appearing more like an emplacement weapon than a living being. Its structure was firmly fixed to the rooftop, its front section aimed directly at me. As I observed, it subtly adjusted itself, and energy began to coalesce once more at its core.

Akin to a ballista, perhaps.

Yet, it was unlike any I had encountered before.

A low hum emanated from it, and I could sense its power accumulating.

"So, you are the source of this," I declared, my grip tightening on the axe, my focus unwavering on the contraption. The humming intensified, and without allowing it to complete its charge, I initiated my advance.

I charged forward.

The distance to the building diminished rapidly with each stride, my steps becoming more forceful and swift, propelling me closer with every beat. The mechanical device recalibrated its aim, tracking my movement as the glow in its center intensified, causing the surrounding air to shimmer and distort.

Just as I neared the building's wall, I lowered my knees—

"Impact Burst."

A surge of power coursed through my legs, the ground fracturing beneath me as this force propelled my body skyward. My momentum dramatically shifted from horizontal to vertical, launching me directly towards the rooftop. The surrounding world seemed to contract, focusing on my ascent as my grip tightened, raising the axe high above my head.

Everything aligned perfectly.

"Ruin Strike."

Power instantly converged, concentrating around the axe's blade. The illumination pulsed crimson initially, dense and potent, before the yellow light from my passive skill infused it, mingling and intensifying. The two energies coalesced into a far more destructive force. The air around the axe warped and vibrated, building immense pressure with no outlet.

Then, I swung.