Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming

Chapter 2293 - 1286_2

This person used the ice sword to attack the imaginary figure, but who knew the opponent would use the same method.

The skill of this person is even more formidable, and he angrily questioned, "Who are you? When did you learn the same mana as me, and even surpass me?"

"Hahaha, you are just like that. Want to surpass me? With your qualities failing, having too many thoughts is why you’re constantly beneath me!"

The opponent was a mocking voice emerging from his imagination.

This voice drove him mad, made him want to spit blood.

"Come at me, I don’t believe it, with my efforts I can definitely defeat you, definitely kill you."

"Hahaha, dreams have everything. Once you’re awake, you’ll already be a guest of Lord of Hell."

They kept chatting as they fought, with the opponent’s provocative voice making this person impotently furious.

The imaginary enemy, the demon of his heart, was even more frenzied than he was.

The imaginary enemy’s ability was stronger than his, leaving him powerless in impotent fury, unable to harm the opponent, but instead getting injured by the opponent.

Fortunately, he used some protective shields on his body, and his physical protection prevented the opponent’s ice sword from killing him, though he was still wounded.

The fight was evenly matched, but he was the one taking the hits in the hellscape of magic combat, being beaten brutally.

One person used awakening ability, which was a wind ability, employing that power of storm.

As he used the storm, the opponent in his imagination also used the same storm.

It’s a type of awakening power, for a single ability user. If it was team collaboration, we could achieve certain objectives.

This time was also team collaboration, and they thought that this team effort would surely succeed.

Unexpectedly they encountered Luo Youyou, who employed a formation used by Spiritual Pet.

It separated them one by one, preventing team collaboration.

Their previous intentions or past wrongs formed heart demons that emerged at this time.

This was dealing with them one by one, only those people in their hearts.

The Glittering Sprite didn’t need the Puppet’s help, he only needed to continuously control these people within the formation, letting them abuse themselves.

The user of storm power not only failed to let the opponent fail but also enabled the opponent to use the same ability.

Originally, the heart demon of this person, the abilities used by those people were different from his.

This person had already killed him, but somehow, this time, it was conjured by his heart demon.

When the opponent appeared, he thought, wasn’t the opponent dead? How did they appear again?

Having killed the opponent once, he surely could kill the opponent a second time.

So he used the same ability to kill the opponent.

Using the power of the wind, to deal with the opponent.

Previously, their killing involved team collaboration, working with many people, using many abilities, and together they’d kill some people, which had power in the collaboration.

Individual power wasn’t that good, but together, their power was greater.

Strangely, how could the people they killed appear here?

This was people killed by their organization for a certain purpose.

Of course, they were paid, this is some profit gained by these awakening special agents wanting to eliminate certain people.

With that person resurrected, they didn’t expect that the opponent not only lived but learned their ability.

He was even more furious, refusing to believe the opponent’s resurrection, refusing to believe the opponent’s ability was stronger than his.

So he waved both hands, using the power of the storm, which was not something ordinary people could handle.

It was a typhoon ability surpassing level 12, which could endanger individuals or sturdy constructions.

But he couldn’t do anything to the opponent, instead, the opponent had the same counter-strength.

There was a feeling of backlash, this reflected ability almost stunned him with the sharpness of the counter, causing his chest to feel suffocated and wanting to spit blood.

This is during the magic combat, the heart demon’s reflected ability injured him.

This was what happened to some people due to their past wrongs, and the purpose of their visit was something they couldn’t expect.

Not only couldn’t achieve their goal but also got injured, even died.

One of them had a healing ability, this ability simply didn’t have any attack power, only healing.

Those with this ability generally had no attack power.

Without attack power, but together with the team, when the team got injured, they had a healer, as long as they were injured, he could heal them.

If killed, there was nothing to be done.

The entire team hadn’t expected to be separated and sanctioned, the one without attack power got heavily injured instead.

Yet his magic fantasy was special in its way.

In his childhood, he was an orphan. The awakening of ability perhaps had something to do with his identity.

He didn’t become an orphan naturally, his family’s whereabouts were unknown.

He was an abandoned infant, supposedly, he was just someone raised by the organization.

Thought to be parentless, little did he know, it was the organization controlling him, taken from his parents at a young age, and later, his family secretly harmed with him having no relatives.

He was one of the gifted ones, obviously, heavily trained. This specialized training was brutal; if they couldn’t awaken ability or gain formidable lethality, they’d be killed by wild wolves during training.

After awakening the ability, he kept on doing missions with the team.

Initially, he didn’t know his background; carrying out missions together, visiting some countries, repeatedly doing tasks made him notice something.

Also, he discovered a big secret within the organization.

He discovered it while becoming an instructor because some of the people he interacted with were also trained from childhood.

Maybe these people were transported from different places, some sent from orphanages.

More like his kind, whose relatives were killed, and they were transported here.

Everyone shared one common trait: no family, no attachments, and if they failed to learn, they had to die.

Even if they succeeded they couldn’t have a family; in the organization’s tasks, they’d wear various masks.

Whenever they received a task, they’d do whatever was needed.

For example, killing people, or saving people.

No one resisted upon knowing their identity, as long as they worked hard enough, they could leave the organization.

All these came with a price; they had to complete a certain number of tasks to leave.

In truth, no one successfully left; we might be controlled by drugs or certain things.

No one would marry or have children in the organization, as doing so would make the organization control them more.

This person’s heart demon stemmed from a dream scenario, back when he was a young child without memories.

This heart demon suddenly appeared here, at this moment.

Witnessing his family being killed, the child could only watch in shock, not understanding why they died.

In such a dream, he instinctively tried using his ability to revive them after the assassins left.

But he couldn’t revive his family at all.

Before dying, family members looked at him with eyes of blame, as if looking at waste.

If not for him, why would they die?

Why was he targeted by the organization?

Because he was the promising seed chosen by the organization, which led to his family being harmed, which led to their deaths for him.

Accusing, hate-filled stares from family, even parents who never gave him motherly love, looked at him with stranger’s eyes.

He felt like garbage, though having a healing ability, why couldn’t he save his family?