Transcending Realms With My Leveling System As A Demon-Chapter 105: Zylus vs Victor 4

Petricia continued to walk up to Zylus. Her demeanor spoke more of authority and revenge rather than the kind hearted women she once was.

Step. Step. Step.

Every one of her steps felt harsh. The stone beneath her spat out dust around her elegant, white, te fabric shoes. It wasn’t much longer until sgotets to slap Zylus. The cause of this allowed her to grin, creepily but excited, ly all at the same time.

"H-hey!" She stuttered, still stepping forward, leaving a dusted trace behind, "W-want me t-to t-talk like this?"

Petricia tilted her head forty-five degrees to the right, then used her right hand’s index finger to tap on her jaw thrice. She stopped for a while, looking at Zylus with this new, frightening authority. But this entire time, Zylus didn’t once respond or give her any reaction. His head was down, clearly dusted away from his own reality.

A limit too far for him to reach, was this really all he could do? Was this the result of his constant training, fearsome battles, and his mental and physical prowess that he worked so hard for to achieve? Well, clearly, it looked to be the end for him.

"Hhhm." Zylus exhaled calmly as Petricia continued to approach him.

The distance between them had been pretty large; well, it had been extreme enough to force Patricia into walking for quite a while now. As Zylus’s back was lying on the opposite side of the colosseum, she finally met Zylus, punching distance.

"Or would you rather me speak like this?" Her gaze darkened, stopping to walk to look down at Zylus, "You hate it, don’t you?"

She crouched down to meet eye to eye with Zylus. Her eyes gleamed as she showed no intent of remorse, kindness, or miscommunication. It was all trickery, revenge, and a villainous type of complex, one only she could truly comprehend.

"The way we look down on you," She pulled on Zylus’s long hair, as he didn’t raise his eyes even once, "The way you crumble under the sun above. Well..."

Petricia smashed Zylus into the colosseum wall, "That’s exactly how I felt when you were using me to try and praise Victor. But I followed a long time, because I wanted to see how you would act around a shy, innocent, and cute girl like myself."

"Hmhhh!" Zylus tried moving again, but once again, nothing of that sort helped out, because he was paralysed, well, at least, it felt that way.

Even if it wasn’t directly ’paralysis,’ Zylus still felt restrained. He couldn’t move, nor could he speak much. The reason he couldn’t talk was simply the expression of shock that ran across his face.

"A man is but a little whimp in the end," Patricia called out. "Now," she pulled out a darkened blade that rose with some type of glowy aura around it, "Let’s end this."

She licked the tip of the blade sharply, but for some reason, Patricia didn’t get cut by it. She sneered, then stretched her arm back, preparing for a lethal blow.

To really comprehend this situation, this was a complete domination. At first, Zylus thought he had the upper hand. But later, it was shown to him that he had nothing, nothing at all. He didn’t understand the concept of Victor’s power, nor did he understand how Victor was so powerful. But all that was simply easy for him to acknowledge was the weakness he had in comparison with someone great like Victor.

"I guess he really was too weak for the system to measure him, another gamble, another mistake. I really need to stop doing these types of stuff." Victor whispered, "Anyone, I’ll get the transcension door ready."

Victor hadn’t even bothered to watch the fight; instead, he was preparing a technique he uses to transcend through these ’realms.’

But either way, Zylus was losing, and he was about to die.

’Is this really it?’ Zylus was finally able to think to himself, and as soon as he did, it seemed as though time slowed.

’Was this what would’ve happened if I hadn’t gotten that luck boost against Mordain?’

At this point, the sun above was already whispering its last bits of sunshine away, preparing for the moon to come out.

"Die in hell."

Pierce! Patricia successfully pierced through Zylus’s left eye, and blood came gushing out from that area, to which he had no reaction.

But above all else, his left side, or area, whatever you wish to call it, was now blocked off. He couldn’t see anything, nor was that eye ball functioning. It was now gone, washed awaybym a simple stab of Patricia’s short knife.

"And again!" She stabbed him once more, this time on his left arm, but once again, Zylusshowedw no reaction.

’It hurts.’ He thought to himself, ’It fucking hurts.’

The blood continued to drool out from both areas, but he didn’t give a loud reaction, not at all.

"Have you gone so insane that you can’t even react anymore?!" Patricia grinned, but also felt slightly angry on the inside.

Of course, she was happy, being able to exact revenge and watch someone suffer was her amusement. But, at the same time, Zylus was giving no expression. His head was still focused on the stone below, even when he was getting pierced into his skin constantly in fast pace.

Stab! Stab! Stab!

Around the same area where Patricia first stabbed Zylus is the aareawhere she did it again and again.

The sun above was on the last verge of disappearing. Probably about five or so more minutes until the moon would cover the world ruled by the Dominant Sovereign.

She went in again and again, now on the other hand. Blood gushed out from his limbs, s he tried to catch his breath, but again, no reaction.

Patricia licked her knife, "You’rereally ringingg to play with, you know that?"

Under her rants, of her constant accusing yells, Zylus...

sneered.

He finally decided to look up at the weather, or rather, the falling sun.

"Die in hell, bitch."