Chapter 389: Savath

Savath POV

His mind was cloudy. There were huge gaps in his memory. He could remember some things, but for the most part, he couldn’t figure out how he managed to get here. From the hints provided by this boy and the fact that he was inside a rift, it was likely that he wasn’t even real.

This was a copy of the real Savath that someone or something had managed to create for this specific rift. However, that led to even more questions. How was someone able to do this?

The last memory he could recall was that he was already well into Tier 5. He was one of the few considered a candidate for advancing to Tier 6 at such a young age.

Even when compared to other demons, he was a top talent. The most likely scenario he could come up with was that he had somehow agreed to become a part of this rift. Or at the very least agreed to let someone make a spiritual copy of him to put in here. However, that also brought some questions.

The only people who were able to do something of that level were terrifying monsters or the Words of the World itself. Not something a regular Tier 6 would be able to accomplish without extraordinary skill or aid.

He was also pressured by the rift to do its bidding and at the moment, the rift was telling him that he needed to kill this boy. Something that Savath was currently having a hard time agreeing with. But no matter how much he fought it, there was nothing he could do.

Demons were a proud and powerful race. When put up against humans, there was no comparison. Demons were far superior. No question. Only a rare few humans could ever reach the level of an actual demon.

With that being said, Savath would be more than happy to welcome this human boy as a demon. His aura alone would earn him the respect of most demonkind. It told an entire story about the boy’s past and displayed how strong he was for his Tier.

It pained him that the human boy’s path would end here—such a waste.

At least that was what he had been expecting after he captured the boy with his restriction technique. Savath commonly used this technique against people who were quite shifty. It also had the additional benefit of restricting his opponent’s spatial techniques. Skills like [Blink] or [Teleportation] were heavily limited and required his opponent to overwhelm his willpower as well as physically remove the shackles if he wanted to escape.

That wasn’t something that was currently possible for the boy. It was such a shame.

However, when he felt the boy vanish from his sight and the shackles dropped to the ground, now that they had nobody to hold onto, he couldn’t help but feel immense confusion. He threw out his senses and eventually found the boy standing off to the side, creating complex constructs that nobody at his age or tier should be able to do so easily.

The technique that required weaving aura into mana constructs was a highly advanced skill that most people never bothered to learn. Just for starters, it required aura control on par with their own mana manipulations. It also required a specialized construct creation skill that was able to utilize aura with complete synergy. He didn’t even want to mention how strict the soul requirements were in handling such complex manipulations.

Just that alone would put the boy in another category of elites. However, there was a healing skill that Savath sensed ripple through the boy’s body with such terrifying power. It healed the boy’s broken spine without a second thought. He also had the perception of an elite scout and had the physical strength rivalling some Tier 4s.

Then there was that movement skill that allowed him to escape Savath’s clutches. That wasn’t any normal spatial skill. If it were, Savath would have been able to disrupt it before it could start to activate.

This was something else as well. Something more primal. It was almost like he was using chaotic space to rip a hole into reality.

He scoffed at the idea of that. Who was that stupid to try to do something like that? Not to mention, at Tier 3, that would be suicide. Any person who attempted that would be dead before they managed to get to whatever location they were trying to go.

It would take a—

He froze as he came to a terrifying realization. It would take an extraordinary healing skill just to survive the chaotic nature of that space. Something the boy might have.

Who the fuck was this human?

What was even more unbelievable was that the human wasn’t done yet. Not even close.

Savath laughed loudly as he sensed a thunderous pulse of power. The boy started to overload his body with mana, kinetic energy, and aura. Normally, this amount of energy would kill the user before they could take a single step, but with his healing skill, the human was able to hold his body together.

He didn’t know how this human had the mana to keep it up. The mana requirement must have been incredible. Even demons with their superior capacity wouldn’t be able to power so much through their bodies and then use a healing skill on top of it.

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Savath was barely fast enough to react when the human disappeared once again. Like before, he couldn’t sense the connecting tether that most spatial skills used. Thus, he had no idea where this human would reappear from.

Which meant he was forced to release a shockwave of Authority in all directions around him, just to play it safe. He actually felt his Authority make contact with something, but by that time, the boy’s fist was already slamming toward the back of his head.