One-Eyed Monster

”From here on out, leave it to us!”

Igor was struck dumb upon hearing these words. Despite his utter exhaustion, he suddenly felt invigorated, as if he had been given a potent potion that instantly rejuvenated him. It was hard to articulate this feeling, but regardless, he was back to full strength at that moment. Those words were truly miraculous!

Igor felt as if he was parched under the scorching sun of the Extreme Summer. These words were like a refreshing glass of water, rekindling his courage to brave the burning sunlight... Hope always exists, and one should never give up lightly. He now understood the profound significance of this saying, his emotions slightly stirred.

”You’ve done well. Thank you for your hard work!”

”Next, you take a rest. Let us handle the rest; don’t worry.”

”That’s right. Just as we fully trusted you earlier, now you should go and recuperate properly!”

Familiar voices kept echoing, bringing a hint of moisture to Igor’s eyes. He couldn’t help it; in this situation, this atmosphere, the fragile emotional thread within him started vibrating. But such is human nature. Upon closer reflection, the moisture in Igor’s eyes wasn’t merely from being moved; it was more a sense of relief and excitement.

The excitement stemmed from not needing to back down! The relief was because all the hard work had finally borne fruit!

Igor’s stirred emotions understood what this moment entailed, as the answers he sought were gradually being revealed. Regardless of the pace, whether slow or fast, he could sense that events were evolving unexpectedly.

Looking back, their journey had not been easy.

Throughout the short-lived experience of seeming hopelessness, Igor had felt despair creeping in. He was nearly crushed under the pressure. The stark difference in their powers left no room for a breakthrough, and under constant oppression, he had gradually succumbed to negative emotions. Back then, I struggled helplessly, seeing no end...

Now, familiar voices had arrived—these were the voices of the senior wizards. These voices were as comforting as warm charcoal during a snowstorm, stirring Igor’s emotions and bringing him back to a state of excitement.

Igor’s excitement was not without reason. These senior wizards spoke confidently, their words carrying great weight—a testament to their own abilities. This unanticipated confidence was a strong signal to Igor, indicating that they were ready, absolutely ready for anything!

Meanwhile, Igor also sensed heartfelt gratitude and concern in the seniors’ voices. It seemed odd, but upon reflection, it was as expected.

Igor turned to look at Stan Sol. The oppressive feeling of Spirit Power around him was gradually weakening, allowing him to observe his surroundings more freely. Seeing the relief on Stan Sol’s face lightened Igor’s own load significantly. That tightly wound nerve can finally relax.

The words of the seniors assured them that their prior efforts had not been in vain; their present struggles and hard work were not pointless. After such a long time, they had finally received a satisfying resolution.

Our plan with Stan Sol was successful!

Their strategy to delay time had succeeded; they had successfully bought valuable time for the seniors, which allowed them to study their opponents.

At this moment, the seniors are confidently saying, ”From here on out, leave it to us!” That’s a rather bold statement! What does this mean? It means the seniors have thoroughly analyzed their opponents!

In any case, Igor felt relieved. My efforts were not wasted...

The efforts ultimately had significance. Sometimes, things cannot proceed exactly as planned, but as long as patience persists, what is yours will eventually return to you. It’s just that the Time Gap will obstruct your search...

At this moment, Igor and Stan Sol were not only relieved but also felt a surge of impulse deep within their hearts—a desire for a forthcoming showdown with their opponents. Their state of determination and fighting spirit perfectly described them.

Igor felt the overwhelming Spirit Power around him gradually fade away, and his physical exhaustion was also diminishing. From top to bottom, on both physical and mental levels, they seemed to be receiving therapy!

He knew it was Senior Yuga using his Spellcraft to heal them. It’s truly unbelievable that even though I’m just an exhausted little guy, I can still enjoy such treatment. Actually, it isn’t so surprising since what awaits us isn’t just a Dark Wizard but the entire System of Darkness.

Igor looked up. He saw the enormous waves in mid-air still assaulting his transformed giant bird, which kept falling and rising, falling and rising amidst its sorrowful cries.

”A warrior’s roar is always so passionate!” the seniors exclaimed, witnessing the unyielding giant bird.

Indeed, the giant bird’s performance was truly touching, involuntarily eliciting admiration for its spirit.

At this moment, Igor’s exhaustion had virtually disappeared. Senior Yuga’s Healing Technique was indeed remarkable; it drew from natural power and then distributed that power to their bodies—a truly extraordinary ability.

The vast ocean had disappeared, while a few large whirlpools of waves rotated in mid-air. Igor couldn’t distinguish whether this was reality or his Inner World anymore. He believed his Inner World was no longer present, as he no longer needed to use his Spirit Power to envision everything within it.

Just when Igor felt he could focus his entire being on this confrontation, he realized something was amiss.

Since my Inner World has disappeared, what’s the deal with this tenacious giant bird? This giant bird was entirely an illusion I created. How is it still intact and present here? This is beyond my imagination and understanding.

”From here on out, leave it to us!”

The seniors repeated the same phrase, but Igor was immersed in thought. Logically, since this place is no longer my Inner World, the bird shouldn’t exist.

This problem began to vex Igor once again. One complication was barely resolved before another cropped up, especially when such a new problem arose, leaving Igor utterly confused. The bird’s existence was a mystery, leading him into seemingly endless reflection.