Varian's feet dug into the floor as he blocked a strike from the ga Orc's club with his demon sword.
Since it was an artifact, the demon sword didn't break like any other weapon would have.
But the trendous force from the collision was transmitted to Varian, leaving him with cracked skin, torn flesh and overall, very, very bloodied hands.
"I-If I fight for a day or two like this, I can improve myself—"
The large club swung from the left and Varian bent his body, dodging it and slashed his sword.
A thick red arc of aura reached the ga Orc's feet. Green blood spilled on the ground and the ga Orc stumbled for a mont.
"Woooah!"
The audience roared in excitent and disbelief.
After nearly twenty rounds of defeat, Varian still kept going. And with every round, he was slightly better positioned against the ga Orc. But this ti, he's actually starting to be on par with the creature!
The creature, of course, didn't like soone else stealings the affection from the audience.
The ga Orc's green began to turn red and its aura grew violent, breaking through peak rank 5, but not quite reaching rank 6.
It was in a very unstable state with its senses going on overdrive and its instincts taking over its body.
"Oh no…"
Varian blocked the swing of the club again, but this ti, instead of only his feet in the ground, only his head was left above the ground.
"Fuck you!"
The space ring activated, teleporting him at the last mont and saving him from getting his head smashed.
But the Orc was too fast. Its club reached Varian the mont he finished his teleportation, forcing him to do a last mont block, which didn't go very well.
"Oh fuck!"
Varian took out a white orb from his storage ring—which in reality was just a condensed power of sliver carefully masked through usage of materials and formations.
The crowd started booing.
Varian didn't care.
He slamd the orb down and a barrier enveloped their battlefield, completely blocking anyone from seeing or sensing their battle.
The maddened ga Orc wasn't in a position to question his actions and continued its relentless offense.
Varian's main power kept changing. Adept, Assimilator, Binder, Space, Ti, Energy, Matter.
He used all the paths he wanted to use. Did all the experints he could. Three full days passed for everyone, but thanks to using his ti powers extensively, Varian experienced two weeks worth of ti and training.
The ga Orc went into the final stage of its madness and erupted with great power, but its attack remained the sa.
Varian slamd his fist against the club. He took a step back and the Orc took two.
The ga Orc paused for a mont, looked at him in confusion and then its own club.
The fury of the creature began to wear off, its red skin reverting to green and an emotion called fear began to show in its eyes.
Varian didn't bother fighting it anymore since it could no longer provide him with any improvent. Moreover, a green ga Orc was only going to be weaker than a red.
'Status'
[Adept Rank 4: 999/1000
Assimilator Rank 4: 950/1000
PS: If you spend a few weeks fighting, you can break down the bottleneck for certain and reach the new ranks!]
Varian walked out of the arena, intending to rest. But as he reached the exit, the world around him turned blank.
A pair of familiar golden eyes stared at him in the darkness.
"S-Sia?"
A pair of equally familiar sky-blue eyes were looking at the golden eyes and weeping. "Sarah? What happened?"
Varian clutched his neck and slumped into his small resting room. "S-Sothing is wrong…I can feel it."
An unease filled his heart and it kept growing like a beast that was given an endless feast.
Was it just another bad dream? Or was he simply panicking after a painful battle?
'No, my ti sense and my binder...they're tingling.'
Varian knew that strong ti awakeners had so degree of foresight. Their feelings weren't just normal fears. They ant sothing.
Since he had soul powers in addition to ti powers and they're both acting up, Varian decided to take his feelings seriously.
"R-Right!" Varian looked at his wedding rings and rembered that he'd linked them with theirs.
'System, I can sense their condition with the wedding ring, right?'
[The tower has isolated all outside connections, Host.]
'But I can break that isolation, right? Even if only for a mont.' Varian's breathing was ragged and his gaze heavy.
Even when he was being crushed by the ga Orc, he didn't feel so nervous. But now, his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
[Please try your best. The System will assist you.]
Varian first ford a barrier around him and then began to search for that one 'rule' in the air among thousand others.
The rule which forbids external connections from the tower…
'Got it!'
After nearly an hour of work, Varian managed to find it.
In a visual sense, it's a huge door. What he needed to do was drill a small hole—small enough that a fly could enter.
But the problem was that the door's defense, it's like the door was made of diamond.
'Focus, focus, focus!'
Varian descended into a ditative state and used the slivers like never before. Even Logos was surprised by his achievents in such a short span of ti.
"Arghh!" Varian clutched his chest and collapsed into a fit of coughing blood. But his eyes were wide open and bloodshot.
The wedding rings sent a ssage.
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