Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2143: Distortion

A cold shiver raced through me upon hearing that, yet there was no way for me to halt War's advance.

The sole option left was to summon all the relics in my possession and erect a protective barrier around us.

Deep down, I realized this shield wouldn't truly safeguard us, but it remained the only action available.

As I worked on this, the intense pressure from behind grew palpable.

This sensation stemmed from a far superior foe amassing energy for a strike, the type that paralyzed any resistance.

Yet an inner drive compelled me forward.

"We have to stall for as long as possible to allow as many people as possible to evacuate from the city."

My mind fixated solely on the safety of my loved ones, fueling my resolve to persist.

"Ugh."

The instant the initial strike landed, I grasped War's intent.

Clearly, this blow lacked War's maximum might; it applied just sufficient force to strain me without shattering my barrier.

"It’s playing with me..." I muttered through gritted teeth.

Anger and frustration surged within me, but countering was futile—I'd already failed to pierce War's defenses, triggering this second form.

Thus, fleeing to prolong the chase was my only recourse.

War showed no signs of boredom, launching probing strikes from afar that failed to breach my shield, suggesting I could delay it awhile.

That assumption shattered when War abruptly halted.

Its cessation was obvious—no more assaults rained down, and the rear aura stilled. Detecting this pause, I turned back to investigate.

After all, War targeting the capital would spell catastrophe.

Yet that's precisely where it pivoted toward.

"Stop!" I bellowed, desperate to reclaim its focus, but to no avail.

War's gaze fixed on the capital conveyed more than mere curiosity—it hinted at perceiving a potential danger.

Evidently, War intended to eliminate that threat there.

Still, permitting such a move was impossible.

"We’re going to distract him." I growled through clenched teeth.

This directive targeted Joan too, lacking our mental link, yet unity demanded we all thwart War now.

Uncertain of the capital's evacuation progress, it felt too soon for completion.

Hence, more time had to be purchased.

"Come at me!"

I roared while unleashing every assault in my arsenal at War.

Joan and Lupus mirrored my efforts.

We poured everything into diverting War from the capital.

Our taunts finally drew a response as War swiveled toward me.

Yet it showed no inclination to prolong the engagement as I desired.

Evidently, War's patience had worn thin, drawn by another priority.

For now, it hefted its lance with purpose, poised to charge.

"Is this how it ends?" The thought intruded inescapably, though altering fate was beyond me—only sacrificing for my family remained.

Drawing a steadying breath, I told Joan, "You can still leave if you want."

Joan appeared deaf to my words.

Not from inability to hear, but deliberate disregard.

A faint smile crossed my lips at her resolve, rendering further words unnecessary.

Thus, we three amassed our full strength and surged toward War.

Upon collision, an eerie sensation enveloped us.

Simultaneously, a bizarre warp twisted the space at our energies' clash point.

"Sh*t."

War's sudden profanity stunned me utterly—I'd never anticipated such from it.

Even more shocking, War retracted its lance hastily, as if eager to retreat.

I had no idea why War was behaving like this or what made the distortion terrify it so much, but one thing was certain—it meant serious trouble if War reacted that way. I began channeling even greater amounts of energy, pulling together every ounce I possessed.

If this harmed War, then it had to benefit us.

Even if it brought no advantage, it would at least spell a shared destruction.

That was my thinking right up until a force started dragging me inward.