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Chapter 990: Erik\'s Broadcast

"Pay attention to the road, Richard!"

"So-sorry."

But then Richard thought about the situation, and not much later, he connected the dots.

That was how Erik was able to get brain crystal powers. That was further proved when Erik started producing lightning between his fingers, almost as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Richard shook his head. "Is this how...?"

Erik smirked. "Yes."

They continued their flight in silence for a few moments. The distant sounds of explosions and fights started becoming clearer.

Erik didn\'t know what was happening at the northern gate, but the battle seemed to have ended up inside the city.

<System, send a message to Van Dyke through my phone, and tell them that Richard is heading to the tunnel. Tell him to send personnel to pick him up, and most importantly, to not shoot him in the head once they see him.>

<All right.>

Then Erik turned to Richard.

"Listen, Richard." The younger man\'s tone became serious.

"When we split up, focus on defense if the blackguards find you; create walls, construct anything to keep them off your back. But try not to grab their attention. The location I\'m sending you can be reached through the park, so stick to the trees and don\'t go anywhere near the buildings. Also, hide inside bushes."

"Who have you taken me for?"

"Right..."

Richard\'s grip on the controls relaxed slightly. "You too, make sure not to get killed."

Erik gave a confident nod. "Don\'t worry about me. I\'ve got a few tricks up my sleeve." "I\'ve seen that..."

Finally, Richard and Erik reached the park. From there, Erik was going to walk around and later head for the northern gate.

Of course, he was going to lure the blackguards as best as he could. Actually, he had a pretty funny idea about how to do that.

Richard glanced at Erik one last time. "This is it, then."

Erik nodded. The hardest part of all of this had already been made, saving private Richard. And yet, the most important one of the entire mission had yet to be carried out.

The most important one wasn\'t necessarily the hardest one. Indeed, it wasn\'t because Erik was going to be alone.

"Richard."

"Yes?"

"Don\'t die. It would have made all of this really futile."

With that, they descended toward a secluded area near the park. Erik jumped out of the car and left Richard behind.

The older man also got out, after having parked, but contrary to Erik, who went toward the streets, Richard walked inside the park and disappeared behind the trees.

<System, are there cameras nearby?>

<Yes. What are you thinking about?>

<You will see.>

***

New Alexandria\'s streets were mostly silent, but there were people within, half-emptied, so not that silent, but nothing compared to how it was before Volkov came.

Most of the people were the tyrant\'s soldiers, blackguards, and a few scattered citizens milling about.

The soldiers were tense; they received words of the attack on the prison and got told the blackguards were having troubles, but not much was known. The blackguards kept all information in check.

At the same time, the attack at the northern gate escalated, and the rebels somehow breached the gate and flooded the city.

Besides, words that what could only be defined as demons appeared on the battlefield spread among the soldiers. The blackguards kept them at bay, but only up to a certain point.

The rebels also did something really daring while still outside, and they basically destroyed the command center at the northern gate. After that, the situation plunged into chaos. Inside the city, the situation was still relatively calm, but it would not last for long.

The rebels were gaining ground. It was to the point that Volkov\'s soldiers started employing mechas and vehicles to kill them, of course, all powered up by brain crystals. But even that had not been enough to kill the demons.

Suddenly, the tranquility of the area got shattered. Every building\'s screen and projector flickered, and the usual stream of commercials and advertisements got abruptly cut off.

In their place appeared Erik, his figure large, holding something in his right hand. But it was not easy to see what it was.

He cleared his throat theatrically. "Is this mic on?" he asked. Of course, there was no microphone in his hand. That was just a humorous gesture to seize everyone\'s attention.

After a moment of fake awkward coughing, Erik brought Volkov\'s head into view. Again, faking it was a mistake, but placing it right in front of the camera.

"Good evening, citizens of New Alexandria," he said. "I\'m speaking to the honest ones among you and to those still loyal to Armand Becker. I bring news-your tyrant, Sinisa Volkov, is dead. And with him, many of the blackguards who oppressed you. They are at the Grand Ducal Prison if you want to check if what I\'m saying is true."

A ripple of shock spread through the streets as people stopped to watch the broadcast. The soldiers and the blackguards had grim faces on them, but the citizens, well, they were happy.

Then Erik got closer to the screen, taking the heads out of view. Though everyone saw it, Erik had been careful enough to squish the head open but to leave the face intact so everyone could see the man\'s death face.

Erik\'s face, instead, got really close to the camera, to the point where it covered everything. Right at that moment, his face filled every screen within the city.

"Do you know who killed him?" he asked, a grin spreading across his face. "Oh, right, it was

me!"

Erik\'s grin widened. "To the blackguards watching this, I have a message for you. I\'m heading to the northern gate. If you want a shot at revenge, come and get me. Just keep in mind, I killed a thousand of you fuckers alone. I don\'t think you make that much of a difference, but I will be happy to give you a warm welcome, might you decide to commit suicide."

Then the screens returned to their usual programming as Erik\'s image disappeared. The entire city became silent.