Idan, pinned to the wall by the dark blade and having lost touch with his main body, stared in horror at the woman standing in front of him. She was the strongest of the five outsiders, and she held a second dark blade in her hands.
Idan was in a lot of pain and had difficulty breathing.
"You’re not so brave now, are you, boy?" she asked mockingly.
Without waiting for an answer, and not wanting to listen to Idan’s words, the woman grabbed the pendant hanging around his neck and tore it off.
"Little tricks," she chuckled, knowing that it was this pendant that protected Idan from their ntal attacks.
"But it’s not a bad thing," the woman said, examining the pendant closely and finding it interesting.
"Why didn’t I disappear after I lost contact with the System and my main body?" wondered Idan, while experiencing excruciating pain from his injuries.
And then it was as if he had been struck by lightning:
"Did I even have a connection to the System?" he thought, trying to rember. But no matter how hard he tried; he couldn’t recall having any connection to the System while being an avatar in that short ti. His only connections were with Ned and with his main body.
When a strange energy severed his connection to his main body and canceled his transformation into an Alpha of Fire, he mistakenly thought that he had also lost contact with the System.
"Ned!" — Idan ntally called out, hoping that his partner was still here. And to his delight, he got an answer right away.
Idan, ignoring the unbearable pain, burst out laughing, attracting the attention of the won.
They couldn’t understand why this guy started laughing so happily.
"Could it be that he’s gone crazy?" — one of them suggested, deciding that the hopelessness of the situation had driven him crazy.
"What should I do with it?" "What is it?" the other asked.
"Tie him up," commanded the strongest of them, the one who had pinned Idan to the wall. "This individual has a strong will and good resistance. He will be a great product for the higher ones."
The won smiled.
"If no one buys it, I’d like to keep it for myself," one of the won said, licking her lips. The eyes of the others lit up at these words, and it beca obvious that they were also considering this option. Even the one who nailed Idan seed to share their thoughts.
"Bitches, — Idan said with a smile, listening to how these won, without asking his opinion, begin to decide his fate.
Bang!
One of the won couldn’t stand it and reacted to Idan’s words by hitting him in the face. They all knew what that word ant, and they didn’t like the way this guy called them that.
"Ah ha ha ha, — Idan continued to laugh.
Using her powers, the woman returned her blade, yanking it out of Idan’s body, and he fell face down.
His wound began to bleed, filled with dark energy. The won were convinced that in this state he was unable to act or take any steps. They were making the biggest mistake of their lives without realizing it.
Avatar Idan no longer felt fear and despair, fully aware of his condition and capabilities.
"Well, partner, shall we pick up where we left off?" He asked Ned in his mind, and in response, he imdiately received his feelings and thirst. I want to take revenge, tear up and kill these won.
Idan fully shared this thirst and was ready to act with him.
***
Arabel’s condition was not much different from that of Idan’s avatar. The out-of-control energy of madness caused serious damage to her body. She didn’t have the ti or opportunity to prevent all of this from happening at all.
Now, suffering from her injuries, Arabel squatted down and looked straight into the eyes of the Outsider Leader, who was looking down at her.
The woman’s face no longer had that beauty, but only a dark bloodstained rage and anger directed at Arabel.
Seeing no trace of fear in Arabel’s eyes, the Outsider Leader beca even angrier, and she wanted to personally torture and kill her with her own hands.
But before that, the Outsider Leader had to find out where this woman had put the artifact.
Manipulating her hair, she grabbed Arabel by the neck and pulled her towards her, and at the sa ti, with the help of her hair, she also rose higher so that Arabel hung in the air.
It was unbearable for Arslan to watch his older sister, a person dear to him, being tortured right in front of his eyes.
Arslan understood that he shouldn’t do anything in his current state. Any actions he took could only make the situation worse. Understanding this did not stop him from trying to find a way to help his sister.
"Where’s the sphere?" the Outsider Leader asked, picking Arabel up and squeezing her throat tightly.
She scanned Arabel’s entire body and equipnt and found no trace of spatial storage. Although she and the others personally saw this woman pull a sword out of thin air and hand it to the guy.
"I’m asking, where is the sphere?" Not intending to tolerate Arabel’s silence, several strands of the Leader’s hair, taking the form of sharp spikes, pierced Arabel’s body, avoiding vital organs.
"Aaaahhhh!" Arabel mumbled in pain, trying to catch her breath at the sa ti.
Her own thoughts were trying to find a way out of this difficult situation.
"System is no longer responding", Arabel thought. "This is not the first ti that the System has beco unavailable. The system has warned us about this more than once and advised us to learn how to use our powers without it."
"The connection to the System itself is gone, but I still have my rank, but it dropped to the Golden Rank without the support of half of Idan’s stats."
"My Stars are also in place, but Esma and Bera are missing..."
"My elents..." Arabel’s thoughts jamd when she reached her elents. She couldn’t feel her proximity to the elent of ice. The elent with which she interacted the most and advanced the most, unlike the elent of darkness, whose presence she felt more clearly than ever at this ti.
It was a strange feeling.
Arabel, like Idan, had never resorted to using the proximity of her second elent, the elent of darkness. However, now that she was in the hands of the outsider leader, pierced by her strange black hair that looked like black spears, she felt closer to the elent of darkness than ever before, and not to the elent of ice.
"Can it..." — A strange and unbelievable thought flashed through Arabel’s mind.
At the sa mont, her body began to fill with dark energy emanating from the outsider leader’s hair. But instead of harming her, this dark energy began to pour into her body, awakening and strengthening her connection with the elent of darkness.
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