Chapter 1484 Everything that can go wrong...

Chapter 1484 Everything that can go wrong...

?As the remains of Zahara's echo scattered away, Varian's tense shoulders loosened and he expanded his senses.

And the very next moment, his relaxed shoulders tensed again, his body turning

stiff and alert.

Their battle ended up breaking the barriers that were supposed to keep it all hidden and let the aura leak.

Since this was border region, the anamoly was quickly percieved. It was even taken quite seriously.

That's why, a bunch of rank 9 auras were fast approaching this location.

"Hey, Logos." Varian said in a tired voice.

[Yes, Host?]

"Fuck you." He spat in a tone of resignation. To be honest, he didn't even have the energy to curse properly.

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Varian's expression distorted at the composed and elegant voice of the system.

"What is?"

[When you think of the word 'fuck', you associate it with sexual activity. But when I hear it from you, all I can think of is how fate keeps screwing you. My sympathies to you, dear host.]

"Your mo—"

[Host, I come from the Primordial God, yet I am not their child. I have no parents for you to curse at. No genealogy to insult. Spare your energy.]

"...Okay." Varian rubbed his eyebrows and beganto evoke his connection with Hortus.

It's a bit far away but the channel should open shortly.

He'd be able to escape and everything would be fine.

[If I am being positive, I could call it being optimistic. If negative, delusional. Realistically, though, I call it being naive. Host, are you just deliberately trying to ignore what you already realized?]

Logos' voice was soft, sweet but the words were unsettling.

Gritting his teeth, Varian urged the connection to open.

Unfortunately, since Hortus had just remodelled, it was taking a bit longer than normal to establish the channel.

A powerful wave of perception enveloped him. Then, a deep voice instructed in an emotionless tone.

"Intruder detected. Incapacitate and proceed to interrogration."

"Roger."

"Roger."

But then it came. The white field power. This time, instead of brute forcing its way through, it was in the form of a carefully constructed rule.

[Space will grow chaotic]

With it came the three modified attacks.

[Space will grow fragile]

[Living beings in the vicinity will act as a low pressure point]

[The pressure difference will widen]

'Damn it!'

A disastrous space storm brewed out of nowhere and engulfed Varian before he could even react.

The tornado nearly ripped him into pieces in a matter of seconds.

'Block! Block!'

The power of space-time formed a shield around Varian's body, blocking the harsh and unforgiving space particles crashing against him.

But it's only a matter of time before he'd be exhausted and grinded to dust.

Confirming his fears, the tornado began to shrink, exerting more and more pressure on him.

On the outside, the power of order continued to increase, manipulating the chaotic tornado to push him to death.

Everything around him was now gray and chaotic, like inside a real tornado but a hundred times worse.

'I can't survive like this.'

Varian decided to risk an instant death for a chance of survival than survive a few more seconds to meet a certain death.

'One,'

The power of slivers acted on the tornado, quietly embedding a new rule using 'Order' and disrupting the existing rules with 'Chaos'.

'Two,'

The power of life, death and soul concentrated themselves on his brain and heart, maximizing protection.

Rather than getting his whole body destroyed and dying, Varian choose to preserve at least two parts, increasing his chances of remaining alive.

'Three.'

The power of space-time fired him at the tornado.

'Order' worked simultaneously, weaking the specific part of the space tornado he's about to hit.

Boom!

Varian blasted out of the tornado, most of his body missing, save for a head and hand.

The chaotic space-time sucked him away and everything went dark.