Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Chapter 395: 395

Ibro was moved immediately to appear at the spot where he vanished. He stayed at his and Maya's worlds for less than ten days, which was nearly less than 2 hours here, but the whole region had changed drastically. 

The whole area which was nearly empty was now filled with towering demon towers that even an ant couldn't find a space to set foot on the ground. The air was filled with legions of flying demons. 

This wasn't all, as, on the outer region of this area, Ibro noticed the presence of his skeletons attacking all the demons that kept flooding from these gates. 

In the air, his mighty frost bony dragons were in hot pursuit with these flying demons as both were fighting brutally with each other, but his dragons were winning. 

Ibro just glimpsed over this condition for a moment before he was teleported again by the system to appear directly next to this foggy area. 

Ibro didn't delay as he entered into this region without any delay, when he suddenly felt a strange shock, like a bolt of continuous lightning hitting his body without rest. 

Ibro's body jolted and trembled massively like each cell of his was being tortured without mercy. 

He kept in this state briefly till he lost his consciousness as he fell like a feather from high to the ground, slowly sinking deeply inside this fog-like he was drowning in deep waters.

'Nefri...'

'Nefrisca Sa...'

'Nefri...'

'Ne...'

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'Nefrisca Sa...'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

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'Say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

Ibro didn't know how long he was in such a strange state, as he felt as if his soul was punctured by needles without stopping. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't, he lost all his control over his body. 

Even his senses were lost, he couldn't see, he couldn't hear, he only felt pain, excruciating pain that made him hope his life would end to be relieved from his suffering.

'Say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

That annoyingly harsh cold sound kept bothering him. He questioned himself, why would he suffer like this? Wasn't that pain enough for him? but the answer he received was more and more of this annoying voice:

'Say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

Ibro couldn't take it anymore, so he screamed with all of his might but he couldn't hear his voice:

'Can you stop? I just want to die!'

'Just say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay and I will stop.'

'Just say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay and I will stop.'

'Just say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay and I will stop.'

'Just say Nefrisca Santo Janigmay and I will stop.'

That annoying voice kept buzzing him like a crazy bitch. Ibro clenched his fists that he couldn't feel as he screamed:

'Fine, Nefrisca Santo Janigmay, are you happy now? Can you stop?'

Suddenly, everything around Ibro stopped, his pain, his suffering, and his torture were all gone. 

Ibro felt like a dark blanket was removed from over his eyes so he could see again, he felt that heavy lead-like rock lying over his mind was pushed slightly away, so he could think. 

He could see, and he could process what he saw. He was floating in the middle of a thick liquid that was attacking his body. He recalled the sound that kept annoying him and recognized it it was his system. 

He looked closely at his bloody body to find a thin film layer of whiteness surrounding his body. He recognized it, as it was his spell, his spell which his system pushed him this hard to use was trying to protect him. 

Ibro didn't wait to think further as his trust with the system wasn't formed yesterday, so he started to repeat like a possessed man this spell without pause:

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

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'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

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.

.

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

Ibro kept repeating this spell even after it formed a huge sphere of white purifying light that surrounded him for more than 100 meters. 

Throughout this, he noticed that his spell was like a curse to that dark green liquid, as it kept issuing a sizzling sound every time it touched that liquid. 

Ibro started to process what happened to find a big gap in his memories, as the last thing he recalled was entering into the fog zone then the next moment he was being tortured.

'What exactly happened? And where are we now?'

'You finally wake up; it was very dangerous just now as I thought you were going to die.'

Ibro smiled bitterly as it seemed he was in a pretty dangerous situation without knowing anything about it. He took a deep breath as he said:

'Let's postpone this drama for later, now just give me the answer I need. Why can't I use my divine sense here?'

Ibro just tried to use his divine sense just now but failed. Inside his range of his protective spell he could use the divine sense as he wished, but once he tried to go outside his divine sense got damaged at once.

'That huge fog wasn't fog at all, but the body of that damn fiend. You entered deeply into its body so you got attacked heavily by its curses. 

I tried to protect you by using seal function which helped somehow in protecting your soul, but your body got heavily attacked once it entered this zone. 

The only way to save you was to use the spells, but I can't do it and so I kept yelling at you to wake up or even repeat the spell after me.'

Ibro understood everything at once, as anger kept boiling inside his soul. He was tricked as was attacked on a surprise while he thought he was the one hitting this fiend on surprise. He sighed trying to calm himself as he said:

'What is the problem of my divine sense then?'