"This Space is sealed. No one can co here to help you, not even if it is the Progenitor of a High-Level World himself.
No matter how much you wait, there will be no help.
Submit, Nixgut, for the one you stand against cannot be defeated."
"…"
"…"
Marlik spoke, and silence fell over the place.
Nixgut's thoughts were a ss. He was considering every possible factor, and Zharak, well, he was in no situation to say anything. He was still being teleported around.
There was a ti when this torture stopped. However, the mont it did,
"MARLIKK!!!"
Zharak shouted and rushed towards Marlik, trying to end him, and was teleported again.
The only one who could make a sane decision here was Nixgut. Marlik gave him all the ti he wanted.
After all, Nux still needed that na.
"W-What if I tell you who posted this mission and all other details? Will you let us go?"
Nixgut questioned, trying to negotiate.
Marlik, however, just chuckled.
"Even if I do, will you be able to survive?
I highly doubt they will let you go after you failed a supposedly impossible-to-fail mission, no?"
"…"
Nixgut turned silent. He knew it was the truth.
"I…"
In the end, he had no other choice but to say,
"I submit."
Marlik's smile widened at those words. Then,
He glanced and made Nixgut look forward and said,
"Form your Domain and capture him."
Nixgut nodded. However, just as he was about to deploy his domain, Marlik tightened his hold over his head and said,
"Do not try and do anything foolish, is that clear? The only reason you two are alive is because you know sothing my Lord wants to know.
But there are other ways to extract that information, ways that…
Will be very painful."
Marlik warned.
"And don't think holding hostage would do you any good.
The only way for you to survive is to either submit or return to that High-Level World with my Lord in your hands.
My life has no value in my Lord's eyes. He will never exchange it with his own. He will disregard in an instant."
The Withering King clarified.
His words made Nixgut raise his nonexistent eyebrows.
'Why does he sound so proud of it?'
He wondered.
'Sothing's wrong with his head. That Lord of his must have done sothing.'
For now, however, Nixgut couldn't care less. He did as he was told and deployed his Domain. The mont he did, a strange energy burst out of his body and…
Crack
The very sky shattered like glass, revealing an endless void of black and gold chains twisting through the void. These chains slithered and shifted, creating an overwhelming sense of imprisonnt, as if the very world itself was locked in the Prison.
The ground warped into what seed like an infinite maze of unbreakable obsidian, its surface covered in ancient runes of restriction. The air beca dense and unmoving, thick with an incomprehensible force that crushed the target's will to resist.
This was Nixgut's Domain.
A Domain where his Law, the Law of Confinent, turns into the Law of Absolute Confinent.
A Domain where, once Nixgut declares his target, the target would have no way out.
A Domain that automatically locks the Space, making it impossible for the target to teleport or phase into a separate dinsion.
A Domain where sound is muffled, and the concept of 'distance' ceases to exist—no matter where the target moves, they remain within the wielder's grasp. Every step they take leaves behind binding runes that tighten around their limbs, draining their strength and preventing them from moving any further.
In this Prison of Eternity, there was no freedom, no loopholes, no hope—only endless captivity.
A Perfect Domain to capture any being. It was the very reason Nixgut was chosen for this mission.
And the mont this Domain was deployed, Nixgut had the absolute Power, the Power he used to capture…
Zharak.
The instant the silver goblin willed it, the chains in the sky moved and wrapped around the Mantis-like warrior. Runes appeared all around his body, making it impossible for him to escape.
"Nixgut!"
Zharak scread in anger, glaring at Nixgut. His voice, however, didn't travel far. Nixgut could barely hear him.
"You did well."
Marlik praised.
"I hope you keep your word and let live."
"Of course, my Lord always keeps his word. If there is anything in this Universe you can trust, it is his words."
Marlik praised his lord, putting almost blind faith in him.
Then finally, the Lord appeared in front of them, stepping right into the domain that was capable enough to capture him at any mont.
Yes, even now, if Nixgut wanted, he could have captured Nux. It was just a matter of will, yet…
He didn't do it.
How could he?
Nixgut recognized Nux. He was the sa man who, according to what they were told, was rely a Protector-level being, who, even in the worst-case scenario, shouldn't be stronger than a Transcendent.
Transcendent?
This man…?
He looked no different than a mortal who had no cultivation, yet was still walking around in a domain where he could be captured at any mont, and had subdued a Transcendent-level being who used to call himself a King!
Clearly, he wasn't a mortal!
It ant that Nixgut wasn't even strong enough to sense his cultivation level!
And what did it an…?
This man…
He was far stronger than him. It might even be possible for him to be a High-Level Eternal.
'No wonder this bastard was acting like a loyal little bitch.'
Nixgut finally understood why Marlik was acting so strangely.
Then suddenly, that being glanced at him. His golden eyes seed full of endless wisdom, and Nixgut didn't miss that aura of absolute confidence around him.
"You think before you move. You seem useful. As promised, I will keep you alive."
The being muttered, praising Nixgut.
"T-Thank you, my L-Lord."
Nixgut nodded.
The being nodded back with a light smile on his face. Then, he glanced at Zharak and said,
"But to do that, I need to hide you from the ones who will be after you. And for that, I will need to take you two to the World I govern."
"A-A World you govern…?"
Nixgut stuttered.
"A-Are you by any chance, talking about your D-D-Domain…?"
He questioned, stuttering without stop.
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