It froze me, but a moment later, rationality returned, and I sent my soul waves in that direction.
"It really is," I said with my expression turning worse.
It is a host, but it’s not the reason; my expressions have turned bad. They turned bad because he is a fighting person, someone I know really well.
It is Chef Baras, one of the chefs of the village.
In the time I had been in the village, I had come to know the man really well. He is fighting the host, barely able to keep himself from contracting the infection from the pus.
Though looking at his condition. He won’t be able to last for long in front of him.
In a few minutes, the host would slip through his defences and infect him. It would only need one chance, and it would be over for him.
It’s not common itornas infected, but a dammed. They are very powerful.
It is why I tried to stop myself when my legs moved toward them. I know how dangerous it is; I barely survived last time. So, I shouldn’t go there.
But I know the man, he had fed me. If I didn’t save him, then I wouldn’t be able to sleep comfortably at night.
Besides, things are different from the last time.
Now, I had advanced. I might not be able to kill it, but I am very sure that I would be able to defend myself against it, without getting infected.
Though I cannot say that with complete surety, it is why I want to run in the other direction.
Hosts are unpredictable, possessing a wide range of abilities. I have read a lot of information about them, both from the library and here, and it made me feel scared of them.
I pushed those thoughts away and increased my speed further.
Soon, I entered its range, and it sensed me immediately, but it didn’t stop and intensified its attack further, before it suddenly stopped when I reached close to it.
It didn’t stop me as I moved toward Chef Baras, the man seemed to have reached his limit.
"Prime Arys, you shouldn’t have come," he said as I stopped beside him. "And let it turn you into a host?" I asked back, and his face turned sombre.
"Now, he will turn both of us into the hosts," he replied, shaking his head.
"I think you are underestimating me too much, Prime Baras," I said to the man, and he looked surprised, before turning to the vial I threw at him.
"Drink it and leave. I will handle the host." I said to him. "It’s too strong. It will be best if both of us fight it together," he replied, but this time, I shook my head. Check latest chapters at novel※fire.net
"As you said, its strong. If things get difficult, I have the confidence to run away, but I won’t be able to do it if you are with me," I said.
He looked at me for a moment before nodding. "Good luck, Prime Arys," he wished and shot away.
"There is no escape here," said the host and moved with incredible speed.
Immediately, the power of the burst filled me, and I moved, appearing in front of the host immediately, surprising him.
He stopped, with barely a meter of distance between us. His eyes focused on me.
"You had grown stronger." He stated, with questions appearing in his eyes. This realm forbids primes from advancing, but I am not Prime.
"I had been lucky," I replied.
"Good, it will be very interesting and this time, there will be no monster coming to save you," he said, and I signed.
"I was hoping you would let me go, Prime Lemeryn. Fighting wouldn’t help any of us," I said. It would not work, but I had to try.
I’d rather not fight it. Even with an increase in strength, I have doubts about my chances against it.
"Unfortunately, that’s not going to happen. This time, there is no other option, but other than becoming a host," he replied with a smile.
He is really handsome. If one forgets, the pus coming out of every part of its body.
"Though I could offer you options. If you don’t resist, it will be painful, joyful, actually, but if you resist, then you will feel the greatest pain you have ever felt," he said, and I smiled.
"You might have been able to do that last time, Prime Lemeryn. This time you can’t," I replied.
"We will see," he said and attacked me, lightning fast, but I had been ready, and I moved my sword forward, covered with the energy I had specifically crafted to count against its energies.
Our weapons clashed, producing a shockwave that is powerful enough to wipe away whatever greenery and big rocks remained around us, turning them into dust.
I felt its energy attacking my armor, and it was as powerful as last time, but this time it didn’t overwhelm me.
The armor let the energy in through the thousands of channels. As it entered, it moved into thousands of complex formations that started to break apart, which is not easy.
I have seen how powerful this energy is last time. Its combination of its inherited energy, law power, and energy granted by its itornas.
This time, as they took the energy. The formation didn’t even shake.
Seeing how I was barely able to save my life last time. I had worked hard on my defences against it. Making the current defences, which made me quite proud.
"Good, you are powerful. You will be a worthy host with this power," it said a moment later, before swinging its saber once more.
I responded immediately by swinging my sword. Harnessing the power that is coursing through my veins while my eyes track every movement of it.
Not only my eyes, but also my clones.
I am fighting this enemy with everything I have. Means, I am also using my clone. I have to survive it and, if possible, kill it. It would greatly help this realm if I did that.