Getting A System In A Modern World

Silas was very familiar the objects the slabs of rocks turned into; spikes. But he felt the spikes in front of him were completely different from other spikes, and this feeling was even more intense when he looked at the smaller spikes.

He knew that things weren't over as he felt the air in his surroundings rushing towards a particular location, the clone's.

For a brief moment, Silas felt like he was standing in the vacuum of space with no air around him, and with a suffocating feeling in his chest, making him want to gasp for breath. The feeling disappeared the next moment but Silas' instincts started blaring like a police car siren.

Danger!

The next moment, the spikes floating in the air, still their movement and their rotation stopped.

Silas blinked in surprise when he saw this. He knew how good his instincts had become after he maxed out his stats, and this is the reason he was surprised when he saw that the spikes stopped moving.

Though he was surprised, he didn't relax his defense as he knew that things were still looking dangerous with the spikes still floating in the air.

Silas watched the spikes intently and the next moment, he saw something that made the dangerous feelings he got from the spikes to increase.

The spikes' positions started changing, as the larger ones got behind and the smaller ones started gathering in front in, condensing into a large cluster. This was the same with the large spikes behind the smaller ones.

As if it wasn't enough, Silas saw that they started spinning on a single position, with the speed of their spin increasing with every seconds, as if drilling into the air. Their pointy ends started congregating at a single point.

Silas' eyes widened when he saw this. He could already guess what the clone was trying to do with the spikes, and he left a chill run down his spine.

"Shit!"

Silas knew that his body was stronger than the spikes and he didn't need to make any effort to defend himself, as the spikes will be crushed into dust when they touch him.

Though he was completely aware of this, the dangerous feeling they gave him made him to rethink his defensive choices.

He wanted to start taking defensive measures but it seems it was too late, as the spinning spikes started flying towards him in breakneck speed.

Silas immediately raised the ground and formed a earth wall around him. He knew that it wasn't enough and he continued, and he controlled the air current to start flowing erraticly in front of the wall. After he has done, he immediately moved from his position.

His plan was to create the wall and use it as a distraction. He felt that since the wall is already obscuring the clone's vision, his movement won't be noticed but he has never been so wrong.

Silas was still moving, trying to circle around and get behind the clone, when he heard a whooshing sound from behind him.

He quickly turned his head in curiosity and he saw the small, spinning spikes he was running from, right behind him.

Silas didn't understand how they got behind but one thing he knew is that, they must never touch him.

Silas controlled the air current around his body and he leaped into the air. He used the air current being controlled by him to give his leap a boost, making leap even higher into the sky.

After he felt that he was finally far from the possible attacking range of the clone and the spinning spikes, he controlled the air current around his body, gathering them at a single point. He shaped them into a cone shape, resembling a mini tornado.

He didn't stop there as he continued creating more of the mini tornados until he felt that they were finally enough for what he intends to do.

The mini tornados caused Silas' clothes to flutter wildly and his hair danced.

Silas looked down at the clone that was now holding something unrecognizable in its hand, and looking up at him, and he pointed his finger at it.

Immediately, the mini tornados fell on the clone's position but it was prepared as before they reached it, it lashed what was in its hand, at the mini tornados descending.

Boom!

A loud explosion was heard as the object in the clone's hand lashed at the mini tornados, causing a strong gust of wind to blow, as they dissipated into the surroundings.

Silas wasn't bothered by this as he free fall towards the ground and the clone, using the air to boost his fall.

Ten meters above the clone, Silas controlled the earth it was standing on and caused it to crack, and open up wide enough to swallow it whole.

Before the clone could react, Silas punched the air in front of him multiple times, causing small tremors, as a ball-sized fists completely made of air descended on the clone.

Boom! Boom!! Boom!!!

*****

Few minutes later, Silas lay on his bed looking at the ceiling deep in thought. He closed his eyes briefly and sighed in exasperation.

He didn't know what happened and how it did, but after sending the air fists, the next thing Silas knew that he saw himself on the floor. He was battered by the clone and he was forced to log out when he knew that there was nothing else he could do.

The training with the clone gjt Silas curious as to what the limits of his current superpower rank could be.

As far as he knows, he can shape matter from their original shape into any shape of his choice. He can also use it as he wants but the information he has is very limited, but one thing that Silas knew is that he still have a lot to learn.

"If I only I had someone to teach me how to use my superpower efficiently and help me get proficient at it," He said to himself with a smile.

Though he said that, he knew that it's going to be very impossible to find such a person on Earth.

"That would be all for today. I got trashed by my clone, again," He said, and turned his attention to the next thing he plans to do, his trip to Venezuela.