Healing System

Their little fight continued, which turned out to not be so little as the surrounding skies parted, fissures formed in the air, and soon, he could feel the sensation of his body slumping downward from the pressure alone.

It was just a massive difference in strength, and Michael was surprised he was even able to keep up in the air for this long.

But now, he resigned himself, falling down with grace.

May I land in a hot spring... he thought, as he fell below the clouds.

Surprisingly, some kind of water source entered his sight, which actually made him want to jump into it.

However, he spotted some kind of wolf-type monster running toward the water to drink, and once it got close, something came out of the water, immediately gobbling the monster up.

Soon, what remained of the wolf, specifically its bones, floated up to the surface of the water.

Yet they did not stay there for long, as with another gulp, someone ate it up.

Alright, fuck landing there. Michael darted his eyes around and spotted a tree, before positioning his wings in a gliding position, and eventually crashing straight into a tree.

He was expecting to knock it over with his sheer strength, but nothing like that happened, and he merely collided with it.

If he did not have a high healing factor, his neck would have likely been broken.

Alas, at least he was safe now—at least for the next couple of moments.

After all, the two idiots up in the sky were still fighting adamantly.

Do they not realize I was like right next to them? Shouldn't I be a guest or something? Michael pondered, sitting down on a rock and looking around.

Without the system, he wasn't able to check out the map.

However, he had his own way of scouting, and that was, simply glancing at the surroundings, and mapping them out in his brain.

It was like a drawing map, and he was able to draw quite a bit from when he was up in the sky; therefore, he had a rough idea of where he was.

Of course, that did not mean much since this was an entirely new realm.

But, fuck it. I know where the mountains are at least. he let out a relieved sigh, and soon began walking away from the two powerhouses.

Yet the moment he stood up, some kind of monster caught his eye, looking directly at him from the long grass ahead.

It was a rabbit, an extremely weak monster by all means.

But with a single glance, it sent shivers down Michael's spine.

After all, the mere rabbit was a Tier 7 monster.

He was fairly confident in winning, even if it attacked.

However, Michael wouldn't give the rabbit that chance.

"Freeze, Blind, Hearing-Cut, Nerve-cut... and uhh... fuck, what was it again?" Michael muttered, trailing off. "Oh right, Self-Enemy."

Each one of his words, influenced by the Speech mana core, were enhanced and given certain effects.

Freeze obviously made it so the monsters could not move, Hearing-Cut made it so they couldn't hear, and lastly, Blind made it so they couldn't see.

Now Nerve-cut was a bit more precise, as it cut off the monster's pain receptors.@@novelbin@@

And of course, Self-enemy.

It was the most important one of them all, and also the only one costing 50% of his total mana to use.

The word made it so the monster's psyche got altered temporarily, making it attack itself, which in turn, would give Michael a better shot at winning.

And it did, as the monster began spasming, before gnawing at its own skin.

Michael's Mana Purity, combined with a Tier 6 Speech Mana Core, really worked wonders.

I found dinner. He thought with a smile, and stealthily approached the rabbit, before summoning a single sword and bringing it down.

Immediately, it was killed with barely any resistance from its neck.

But even then, it was a Tier 7 monster for a reason, as it suddenly lashed out with its head flying directly at him.

However, Michael merely twisted his body, dodging it, before sending out a Piercing Light, skewering its head onto the durable tree.

Soon, the rabbit's body, as well as the somehow-alive head, stopped moving entirely.

"Phew." Michael let out a relieved breath before walking over to the body and swiftly skinning it, before butchering it.

While those idiots fought up in the skies, he would be treating himself to a nice meal; it was a win-win situation.

Michael shaved off a bit of wood and started a fire, before skewering the rabbit meat with his golden stake and holding it over the fire.

It did not take long to cook, as despite the fire seeming regular, it was anything but normal in such a realm.

Therefore, he ate up and was ready to leave.

However, he felt a bit hesitant. Experience more tales on My Virtual Library Empire

What if he left, and the people in the mountains didn't let him in? What if they killed him for merely being a human?

Nonetheless, he put those thoughts aside and took a deep breath before glancing up.

There was one thing he could try, and that was, sending a sword right up into the skies.

Michael tried it; however, before it could even reach the clouds, it fell back down, landing in the water source he had seen earlier.

Safe to say, his sword did not survive, but even worse, the monster inside the water suddenly jumped out, revealing a massive frog the size of a minivan.

Oh, you have to be fucking kidding me. Michael cursed his luck and swiftly dashed in the direction of the mountains.

He just had to get far away, to the point where the pressure from Xylo and the other guy fighting would no longer affect him.

After all, flying was much faster than running.

Despite that, even after running for what felt like 1,000 kilometers, he was still unable to fly.

Okay... How do I deal with this...? Michael pondered, weighing his choices.

But in the end, there weren't many.

He either had to run all the way to the mountains, or wait God knows how long until they finished their fight.

However, in the midst of his helplessness, he spotted something interesting.

Off in the distance was what appeared to be a white horse, one that was shining and had wings.

With one good look, he was able to tell what it was.

After all, he had read a lot of fairy tales back when he was a child.

A Pegasus... An actual Pegasus. He exclaimed inwardly, before approaching it.

Michael thought it would try running away the moment he got close; however, it did not do anything of the sort.

Instead, it stared at him with curious eyes, slightly flapping its wings at him.

"Hey buddy... Wanna help me out?" Michael said out loud, trying to communicate with the Pegasus.

But not even a moment after he said those words, he felt embarrassment.

How could a mere horse communicate with him?

However, a sudden deep voice startled him out of his thoughts. "For a price."

"Seriously?" Michael turned toward the voice; it really was the Pegasus speaking. "You can speak?"

"Of course, who are you to assume I can or can't speak? Huh? You sound just like those griffin fuckers, I should just eat you for breakfast!" The Pegasus said, making Michael's head spin from confusion.

So a Pegasus exists, and yet it acts even more arrogant than a dragon? This was definitely not written in the fairy tales. he thought.

Nonetheless, he apologized. "Sorry about that. I have never seen or heard of a Pegasus in my entire life."

"Hmph, that's understandable, dear Draconic Chaos human." It replied with a snort, making his brow rise.

"Draconic Chaos human?"

"That's what you are, no? A human with the blood of a dragon, and the mana of chaos. Or are you suggesting I saw it wrong?" The Pegasus narrowed its eyes, walking closer to him. "Which is it?"

"You're right." Michael shrugged. "Though what did you mean earlier about the price? I don't have much on me currently."

"Hm? Mana. I need mana or something of equal value, perhaps your soul?" The Pegasus tilted its head. "But mana is fine, I just need a large portion of it, and yours is very pure."

"I can do that... But would you be able to take me to where those two are fighting?" Michael pointed to the sky. "They are my ticket to where I have to go."

The Pegasus tilted its head upward, before suddenly flinching and staring back at him with a shocked look.

"Are you kidding me? You want me to just stride on in when two Eldritch beings are at each other's throats? Do you think I have a death wish?"

"Well, it was worth a shot." Michael shrugged, before turning away.

However, he was soon stopped, as the Pegasus dashed in front of him, looking at him with greedy eyes.

"However! I am capable of doing it for a price!"

Michael let out a sigh, staring at this peculiar Pegasus.

Of course you are.