Chapter 1413 Confrontation

Chapter 1413 Confrontation

A thin red line appeared on Varian's waist and his upper half began to slide on the lower half.

"Your uncle!"

The space-time around Varian's sliced parts began to warp and the sliding paused, as if someone hit a freeze button.

Then, the power of Death Giant roared, consuming the destroyed cells and vitality from the attack, converting it into its own power.

The power of Paragon Body took up from there, using the new energy to glue Varian's body back intact.

The perfect attack which should've rendered even a good rank 8 at a disadvantage was negated by Varian's synergetic powers.

The eyes of the woman under the witch hat burst with a dangerous light at that sight.

Unlike her lively and cheerful expression outside, she had a cold expression here, as if she wasn't a living person with flesh and blood but an emotionless machine built to kill.

"Your luck won't save you twice," She said, spinning two thin swords in her hands.

"It wasn't luc—"

Another red line appeared on Varian, this time a diagonal one, across his torso.

But before it could 'split' could occur, the powers of space-time slowed them down while the powers of life and death pieced him back together.

It wasn't a perfectly efficient process.

Varian had to expend energy for the healing. But due to the synergetic nature of the powers, it was far cheaper than a typical healing.

Due to that, the Emperor of humans gained an unfair advantage of maintaining his peak body condition for a very long time.

Boom!

Before the woman could swing her sword again, the air around her burned with scorching flames, supported by the powers of Order and Chaos.

But the biggest change on this woman for Varian was probably her expression.

The cold, ruthless expression was long gone, replaced by a serious, determined one. But in the depth of her eyes, there was fear and uncertainty.

As a sleeper cell who infiltrated the capital centuries ago, the woman took pride in her patience and alluded all her victories to preparation.

<Overpreparation defeats failure> was her motto.

So, even though she was supposed to kidnap only a rank 7 guy with a bunch of rank 7 girls, she made thorough preparations.

Right from the first day of his shopping, she laid out elaborate plans. But first, she decided to act only when he's alone. Second, she decided to prepare as much as possible despite being a rank 8 acting against a rank 7.

That's why she prepared 10 spare weapons of good quality, 25 healing potions and 20 quick attack talismans.

But—

"You fucking monster!" Even the woman patient enough to wait for centuries couldn't help but swear.

"Your paths are all rank 7, but why are you a rank 8? No, all paths? Why the hell do you have so many paths? What are you? A man? A beast? A god?"

Varian rolled his eyes at her outrage. "Zahara should pick recruits with stronger mental stability."

"Do you think getting me more riled up will help? I am going to lose but you won't win. All of this will be sent to Lady Zahara. You will face a terrible fate."

"Just so you know, the reason I took those two attacks wasn't because you were too fast. It's because I was focused on sealing your communication devices. Sotell me how to get out and avoid a bad death."

Varian recognized the formations almost as soon as they were activated.

'Disguise formation to give off an image that everything inside is normal. An Aura blocker formation to keep the aura in and prevent any traces of battle from leaking out. Space Lock formation to build a strong space to prevent any chances of teleportation.'

Unlike offensive items, these were easier to smuggle in. So, all of these were of a high grade and were very hard to crack.

"I will have you trapped here until my people find this place!" The woman declared and raised her single hand.