Chapter 216 - 157: How Do You Know It’s Not a Blessing

"Ah, you naughty one! How can you still call me a tutor? You obviously took advantage of me," Yavenny’s voice kept teasing Long Yi in his mind.

"Ahem, well, Yavenny, considering everything that happened, I wouldn’t say I took advantage." Long Yi defended.

"Hmm, true. I would never allow you to take advantage of me. It was just mutual enjoyment, hehe." Yavenny frankly agreed.

"Eh?" Long Yi had just wanted to assert himself, but instead was left feeling hopeless when she didn’t admit to it. A wave of sadness washed over him, leaving him feeling desolate.

"Haha, you’re mad? Don’t be. I’m just a tiny surprise left in your mind by my true self. I don’t know much, only appearing on some certain occasions."

"Certain occasions?"

"Yes, such as this Power of Rules that’s about to turn you into ash."

"But Tutor Ding Ge is helping me..."

"That nitwit, he knows nothing! The Power of Rules is a great supplement, letting him misuse it will just waste it. Here, let me tell you how to handle it. Like this, like this, and then like this, got it?"

"Tutor Yavenny? Are you sure you’re not leading me to the flames?"

"Don’t worry! I’m teaching you the truth!"

Avatars are quite common among higher races. As a member of the Demon Clan, Yavenny naturally has this ability. On one hand, Long Yi was curious why Yavenny would leave a piece of her avatar in his mind. On the other hand, he was even more curious as to why her avatar was helping him.

"I’m bored, I’m enjoying it. Do you accept these answers?"

Said Yavenny.

"Fine! Let’s die and be done with it! I’ll fight you!" Realising the conversation would soon enter a contest of wits, an area in which Long Yi was certain he was deficient, he decisively chose to go into berserk mode.

However, it seemed that apart from berserk mode, he had no other options at hand.

In the observatory room, Tutor Ding Ge noticed that Long Yi had been still for a long while, and then suddenly, Long Yi glowed golden. At the same time, dark golden thunderbolts filled the air! Then the images of magic in the observation room disappeared instantly!

"Damn it! What happened!"

"I’ll go check!"

"No! Keep the doors shut! Are you nuts?"

Just as these thunderbolts appeared, they were absorbed by the Array. But more thunderbolts appeared, stronger than ever, quickly reaching the Array’s limit of absorption!

When the Array was first constructed, it was meant to handle the powerful Mages, but it had never anticipated someone would come along wielding the Power of Rules. The overloaded Array started heating up, the metals melted, and under the strange effect of the rules, they maintained the shape of runes in the air, with a thunderous twist. The runes gradually shrunk.

Suddenly, all the metal runes flew towards Long Yi’s right arm, and then a bright golden light erupted.

Eventually, when everything dimmed, Long Yi had landed on the red-hot ground.

His right arm was still dark gold, like metal. But now, from his fingertips to his shoulder, silver metallic runes covered Long Yi’s whole arm, round and round. Long Yi curiously pinched it. Indeed, very hard. But if it was moving on its own, there would be no hindrance at all.

Crack!

Ouch, shit!

A dry sound came from the elbow joint, followed by a crisp noise. Had it not been moved for too long? Just as Long Yi thought this, he saw his right elbow fall off completely!

With a thud, it hit the ground, making a dull, metallic sound. The stones on the ground were even dented by the hit.

Then, Long Yi was completely stunned.

You got to be kidding me?

You’ve got to be shitting me?!

Nothing has even happened yet! I haven’t even hit the battlefield, and I lost my arm! Not just injured! It fell off! Fell off!

Suddenly, Long Yi lifted his head, looking up at the sky.

"I must be dreaming! I’ll wake up any second! According to Inception, if I suddenly fall into a weightless state, my body’s instinct to protect itself will jolt me awake!"

Saying this, Long Yi closed his eyes tightly and fell backwards.

Thud!

Long Yi’s body slapped on the ground like a huge pancake and bounced slightly. After a while, Long Yi opened his eyes and blankly looked at his remaining half-arm.

"You’re kidding, right?" Long Yi pinched it, and it was still half there.

"Impossible, right?"

"I can’t be that unlucky, right?"

"Yavenny, sister! You’re killing me! My right hand is gone, but I’m not left-handed! It’s a bloody joke to lose my arm even before the battle begins!"

Finally, Long Yi realised that this wasn’t a dream.

Yavenny in his mind remained silent.

"Damn! I don’t want to live! But I’ll be a new man in eighteen years!" Long Yi roared.

"Hahaha, little brother... hahaha... you’re so entertaining! I’m sorry, I was laughing too hard to answer you, I was too out of breath! Hahaha!"