Sora glanced at the struggling Demon Race player, recalling the boldness of his plan and the desperation driving him toward such an extre path.
The Dark Elf who had killed him initially had done so effortlessly. To manipulate his powerful body with such ease, the Dark Elf must have wielded a supre skill related to telekinesis, honed to an incredible level of mastery.
Recalling how a Spirit Race player had toyed with him during the group battle, Sora realized that neglecting his ntal defenses during the group battle had been a critical mistake. However, relying solely on [Peak ditate] during combat wasn't ideal either; the deeply distracted state it induced left him less responsive to imdiate threats.
Thinking back on the Dragonborn who had reflected his attack and the speedster Dragonborn he had defeated with Kara's [Ti Acceleration], Sora was reminded of just how formidable the top elite players were. None could be underestimated; each seed to have their own innate skills, supre abilities, or techniques taken to the limit—much like Kara.
Kara, who had been so weak when they first t, had grown into soone he looked up to. She had focused her skillset, mixing everything into a cohesive path of extre growth. Her [Ti Space] was the perfect tool to train her swordsmanship and mastery over life force, while her control over ti had elevated her fighting prowess to a whole new level.
An idea flickered in his mind—sothing so ambitious that anyone who heard it would laugh in his face. Shaking his head, he dismissed the thought for now, choosing to focus on his imdiate goals.
Driven by a desire to grow stronger and aware of the dangers posed by the other elite players, Sora decided it was ti to push his abilities even further.
Activating [Blink], he appeared beside the Demon Race player, who was desperately trying to escape from Emily's clone. In one swift motion, Sora summoned a dozen clones, each taking a position to surround the demon.
The demon struggled as Sora's clones tightened their grip on his arms and shoulders, pushing him closer to the storm. Desperation was clear in the demon's every movent as he clawed at the ground, his heels digging in to resist.
Leaning in, Sora said, "If you help with an experint, we'll let you go. What do you say?"
The player narrowed his eyes, his voice thick with suspicion. "What do you take for? So kind of test subject?"
Sora hesitated, caught off guard by the demon's words. After all, his intentions weren't exactly noble. Emily, stepping in as her clone darted away to scout ahead, answered for him.
"You're as good as dead anyway; might as well give yourself a chance to live. Doesn't that sound better than the alternative?"
The demon glared at her, his teeth clenched, his eyes full of defiance. Finally, after a tense pause, he spat, "Fine. What do you want?"
Monts later, Sora and the others watched intently as the demon cautiously followed their instructions, stepping closer to the edge of the storm to test its properties. The storm lashed out with elental attacks, leaving scars on the demon's body. They observed how the damage seed to increase gradually over ti, manifesting in bursts of fire, lightning, and frost.
Interestingly, the storm only affected the parts of the demon's body directly in contact with it, sparing the rest. Sora's sharp eyes caught every detail, his mind racing. 'It's not an instant-kill field. The damage is gradual and specific. This could work.'
Satisfied with the experint, Sora's group released the demon, who bolted away as fast as his injured body allowed him to. Turning his focus to the storm, Sora imdiately began testing its effects on himself. Starting with his hands, he cautiously reached into the storm, 'testing the waters.'
He was just about to plunge his hands back into the storm when Emily intervened.
"What are you doing? That storm's going to tear up your hands over and over if you keep that up," she said, watching him concerned about his ntal health.
"I'm building resistance," he replied, irritation clear in his voice at her penchant for interrupting him. "And I want to try sothing."
Emily raised an eyebrow, unconvinced but stepping back to give him room to continue his unusual experint.
Various elents struck him in turn, barely tickling him as his resistances almost nullified this level of damage. Despite the small discomfort, he remained steady, observing how his body reacted to the different elents, especially those he already had high resistance to. The effects were minimal, but he could feel the potential for growth if the damage kept increasing.
After enduring Water, Wind, Lightning, Fire, and Earth, he expected the cycle to repeat—but a powerful force tore through his hands. Instinctively pulling back, he stared in surprise at the large tear on his skin.
Traces of energy clung to the wound, and he quickly identified the nature of the elent that had torn through him.
'This elent! I have no mastery over it and I also no resistance against it...' He thought, his face showing joy, despite the pain. 'Spatial elent... I've always dread of using this,' he thought as he considered the possibilities of mastering this elent.
Over the next few minutes, he carefully observed the storm, noting how the damage intensified with each cycle. He thodically quantified the pattern, confirming that stepping out of the storm briefly reset its intensity. Satisfied with his findings, he felt ready to move on to the next phase of his experint.
Looking at Kara and Emily, he said, "I'll be right back."
Emily looked too stunned to react, while Kara gave a knowing smile as he stepped fully into the storm.
'Kara, can you hear ?' he asked, testing their connection. When her response ca through the Soul Link, he felt a wave of relief, reassured that their bond allowed communication even within the storm.
Feeling the familiar Water-type damage, he ignored it and focused on his surroundings.
Inside of the storm, he found himself engulfed in chaos. An overwhelming amount of mana surrounded him, with his eyes detecting the elents as distinct colors. Each elent seed to erge at random, refusing to mix with others. Despite the apparent disorder, the elents followed a strange sequence, each waiting for its turn before surging forward to strike him.
'The storm has its own rhythm,' he thought, intrigued by the strange pattern.
After taking in his surroundings, Sora concentrated on the lightning elents swirling around him. He was deeply familiar with this elent, having focused much of his training on lightning and earth. Lightning had always been a cornerstone of his movent skills, while earth provided him with various boosts to his strength.
As he attempted to draw the lightning under his control, he felt an unexpected resistance, as though the storm itself opposed his will. His eyes narrowed as he pushed harder, liking the challenge.
Following his intuition, he released his own mana, summoning lightning and guiding it toward the surrounding lightning elents, seeking to "coax" them into submission. With his formidable command over lightning, he was confident his attempt would succeed .
But sothing inexplicably strange occurred. His own lightning slipped from his grasp. The foreign lightning thread extended, devoured his lightning, and shot back toward him, striking his outstretched finger—the very spot he had released it from.
Sighing in relief at his decision to test the lightning elent first, he noted that the damage was minimal, much like the other elental attacks he had resisted so far. He thought, 'Thank god, my resistance to these elents is insane. Otherwise, that would have been dangerous.'
As the faint impacts of the earth elent began brushing against him, Sora focused intently, anticipating the next strike of the space elent, hoping to gain a deeper understanding of its nature.
When the cluster of energy from space elent finally reached him, the difference was imdiate. Its energy was razor-sharp, slicing cleanly through the storm itself.
The instability of the space elent prevented it from forming a stable shape. As it moved toward him, Sora cautiously reached out, channeling his mana to "catch" it. Imdiately a ripping pain tore through his hand, forcing him to withdraw from the storm.
Appearing injured in front of the girls, he smiled in embarrassnt and was fully healed by Kara who was waiting outside.
Not willing to listen to Emily's mocking, he returned inside of the storm to continue his experint. He gradually learned to endure the sensation and attempted to coax the space elent to react to his control.
Instead of forcing control, he eventually shifted to guiding it, sensing how it resisted any typical manipulation. Every ti the space energy struck, he braced for the impact, then slowly channeled his mana around it, attempting to create a stable path for it to flow without backlash.
'This feels familiar,' he thought, recalling his earliest attempts to recreate other elents. Back then, he had also faced repeated failures. But unlike those tis, the space elent offered no clear roadmap to success. Its nature was unlike anything he knew.
As the process stretched on, boredom crept in between his interactions with the elusive space elent. An idea ford in his mind to make better use of the ti between each attempt.
Releasing the five elents he had high proficiency in, he sent them outward to attract more elents, trying to temper his body further by provoking the elents he was familiar with.
Feeling the elents react to his attempts and rebel, his body was bombarded by the five elents simultaneously. The impacts, however, felt like faint tickles against his skin, a sign that the attacks were too weak to challenge his resistances.
Releasing more mana, he increased the area affected by his elents, hundreds of threads extending from his body to attract the surrounding elents—everything except the [Space] elent, eventually reaching a threshold of pain he considered worthy to be considered training.
Alternating between trying to control the storm's elents and attempting to master the [Space Elent], Sora remained entirely focused.
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