“If I have to break myself to make sure that I defeat you today, I will. I will not lose my memories!” Dikva yelled.
He was lucky last time, but he didn’t know what would happen if he did lose his memories again. Maybe he would not be able to get them back.
The creature seemingly recognized Silva as a threat now. It gazed at him, its eyes shined brighter, and then a larger beam fired again.
Silva and his clients scattered again, dodging the beam. They took to the air and flew toward the creature.
The creature charged at Silva as usual, ignoring Silva, but Silva was not worried. His plan was simple: get the creature into one of Hell’s Gates.
Then, all of a sudden, while Silva was mid-air, a message came through.
[Fighting against a necessary factor of the world]
[System lockdown. Host’s actions have proven contradictory to an immense amount. The system will no longer stand by.]
[Taking countermeasures to stop the host.] Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire
When Silva heard this, he felt rage boil in him, and for the first time, he held real anger toward Ophelia. He had never hated her and had always respected her.
She was the only one that could control the system—it was her system, after all—so it meant she was the one doing this.
He was already enraged by the fact that she didn’t want him to know about the other continents, but he could allow that one to slide. But now, restrictions on him? That was another level of problem.
Silva suddenly felt a massive weight over him, like he couldn’t even move, and then a powerful electric shock ran through his body. His body started turning off slowly.
All his clones vanished, he turned back to normal, the Gates disappeared, and the domain vanished. He fell to the ground, unable to move at all.
[Countermeasures complete. Host has been restricted.]
This message caused Silva to boil even more. His rage skyrocketed, and his already shutting-down mind started sending information to all of his body again.
The creature landed close to him and walked slowly, thinking that it had won the battle and could now easily erase Silva’s memories.
But as it stood next to Silva, in the next moment, Silva stretched out his hands and grabbed the creature.
“Fuck you all!!” Silva roared. He lifted the creature off its feet as he got up instantly.
He swung it like a bag and slammed it into the ground.
[Host is resisting. Using countermeasures.]
The system sent the message again, and electricity coursed through Silva’s body.
The pain was intense. He fell to his knees but didn’t go down this time. He got up again, his eyes blazing with anger. He pushed himself up again slowly.
[Countermeasures failed. Trying again.]
This time, the electricity was far more intense than before, so much so that his armor started ripping apart and burning.
Silva fell flat to the ground, his insides feeling like a hot mess. He could barely even breathe properly.
The creature got up, and this time it decided not to make the mistake of underestimating Silva again. It got up and readied the red beam, its eyes glowing, ready to shoot.
But the moment it shot, Silva vanished from the ground. The creature turned around and saw a blade headed for its head, and behind it was Silva.
The creature used the defense it had used the first time they met, preventing Silva’s attack from getting close.
The sword was blocked before it could reach it, but Silva’s attack was not as simple as it seemed. As soon as the blade was blocked, a massive flame explosion erupted from it, throwing the creature back. It tumbled and rolled on the ground before coming to a stop.
[Countermeasures are not working. Initiating forced shutdown.]
The system gave another message and tried to force Silva into sleep. Silva felt drowsy, his feet weak, like he would fall at any given moment.
He staggered backward, trying to keep himself up, but nothing was helping.
“No, no, no, no, no!” he yelled in his mind. He forced all his thoughts to start moving faster, pushing himself to be more active.
He was finally able to fight the sleep to a certain extent, and that was just in time to dodge the red beam. He rolled out of the way fast and then used Flash Step to get close.
He forced himself, channeling the power of the Abyssal Sword and his will. His sword erupted in flames—flames that roared wildly, carrying a dark purple hue, a color his flames had never shown before.
He slashed, and the flame arc shot out, a huge fissure meters high and deep into the earth, cutting through the ground as it traveled.
The creature fired a beam at the flame arc, managing to slightly alter its course. The arc traveled on, destroying everything in its path—trees, rocks, everything was obliterated.
While the creature watched the flame arc for a brief moment, Silva had already moved. He used all his speed, his feet carrying him so fast that even if you tried your hardest, you wouldn’t see him.
The creature looked around in some sort of panic to find Silva, but it couldn’t. Then suddenly, the creature felt a slight ripple in space. As it turned around, a blade was already closing in on its neck.
The creature had no time to react. It had no way to react. It watched the blade slowly approach, signaling its death.
It was Void, the defender of the unknown. He had fought stronger beings and won, yet this small human, who didn’t even have the strength to match a base demon, was about to kill him.
How did it come to this? Had he underestimated him? How could Silva even do this?
As it accepted its fate in pain, the system kicked in. The shock it gave Silva was ten times stronger than the last one, almost shutting down his body entirely.
This caused Silva to fall, and the creature immediately ripped space and leapt into the void.