Healing System

As soon as those words left his mouth, the area his mana had previously encompassed turned golden. It was like one massive barrier stretching out from him to a radius of 100 meters.

Michael felt his mana reduce drastically but ignored it. After all, within this massive golden barrier, he could control everything.

From the movement of mana to how oxygen, gravity, space, and even time worked, it was as if he were the god of the entire domain.

Because you are. Don't meddle with space and time yet, they are the few interesting laws that should be best explored once you are a bit more experienced in the usage of mana. The others you can use freely though.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

'Gotcha..' Michael nodded and stared at the massive purple blob above him. It was practically within his domain now—at least part of it anyway.

He could likely wave it away with a few spells, but he wanted to try something a bit more interesting.

There were so many different possibilities. One such possibility was mana nullification. The domain seemed to operate based on his imagination, so in theory, it should work.

The air weaved around him as if ignoring his presence. The intoxicating power he hadn't had just moments ago was now in his hands.

But nonetheless, he waved off that strange feeling of greed and imagined the massive blob above him dissipating by making its mana go rampant.

And much to his surprise, his ideas flowed out in real-time. What he had imagined did indeed happen.

The purple blob twisted and disappeared into seemingly nothing, leaving behind only a few mana particles that his domain absorbed.

Surprisingly, once it did, he felt a bit of his mana restore, which gave him another idea. Could he simply imagine mana flowing into him and fully restoring it?

But upon trying, he was unsuccessful. As broken as this skill seemed, it still had some logical limitations. However, if there was a source of mana, like the massive purple blob, he could siphon it. He just had to imagine the mana dissipating and refilling his reserves or substituting the excess mana for a shield of his own. The possibilities were endless.

He just had to think of the mana dissipating and refilling his own reserves, or even substituting that excess mana for a shield of his own, the possibilities were truly endless.

Michael couldn't help but smile. It really was an overpowered skill, and to think there were still two tiers above it.

While he was lost in thought, the system's voice resounded.

You sure are ambiguous, though keep that imagination at bay for now. The skill will end in 20 seconds, so it's best if you finish the fight fast; you never know what might happen if you drag it on again.

'Oh right..' Michael realized he had been wasting time brainstorming, even though a frozen demon was right beside him.

The demon had a frightened expression on its face and was trembling slightly—a stark contrast to its previously proud and confident demeanor.

Michael summoned a bunch of swords of light and surrounded himself, leaving just enough space for his eyes to see the demon.

Suddenly, with a mere thought, he swapped positions. He appeared where the demon had stood moments ago, and the demon was now inside the cocoon of swords.

The system had warned him not to mess with the laws of space, but for something so minor, he assumed it would be fine. After all, his only intention was to switch places—nothing more, nothing less.

He could have ended the fight with less effort, but he wanted to experiment. Too bad the duration was short and the cooldown was a whole week.

With a clench of his hands, the swords pierced the shocked demon. Michael aimed everywhere; its core was definitely not safe.

And he was right. In the next moment, he felt the demon's mana dissipating at a much faster rate. It seemed its core held all its mana, and now that it was destroyed, the demon was putting up its last struggle.

However, much to the demon's horror, Michael imagined the dissipating mana flowing into him, restoring his reserves at the same rate it depleted for the demon.

The demon attempted to dash at him, using its remaining mana to slice him in half, but the gravity around it increased so much that it collapsed to its knees.

All the while, Michael stared at it expressionlessly. How could a skill like this even exist? He found it hard to believe he wouldn't be able to kill higher-tier foes with Sanctuary.

It has its drawbacks. Also, higher-tier beings are resistant to lower-tier mana. While it might challenge them, most would shrug it off. Even removing oxygen wouldn't work; they could just use mana to breathe. Unless you're equally strong or stronger, you can't disrupt their mana.

'Drawbacks?' Michael wondered, absorbing the information about the skill.

It was overpowered, but against stronger foes, its efficiency would drop. Still, it meant that as long as someone was of equal strength and the skill wasn't on cooldown, he could almost certainly win.

He approached the demon, whose demonic mana had nearly run out. The dark golden light was fading from its eyes.

"Any last words?" he asked. Maybe it would tell him something interesting—it looked like it would die before his skill ended anyway.

Much to his surprise, the demon began laughing, trying to hold itself back to speak. "Ha... You really are a unique specimen. I can't wait for you to come to the demonic realm." With those words, its body slowly deteriorated.

Michael raised a brow in confusion. "Why would I go there, exactly?"

"All you pigeon shits go there eventually. Don't worry, though. I'll prepare a grand welcome for when you do," it said with an ominous smile before its body turned to dust.

It's right. I'm not sure if it's fate or something else, but we angels always end up in the demonic realm at least once. I've been there hundreds, if not thousands of times. Someone had to dwindle their numbers, so I volunteered.

'Is that so' Michael thought, ignoring the system as it rambled about its past and how many demons it had killed. It was chatty now—so much so that he wished there was a mute button. Still, it often gave good information.

As the system rambled on, the skill ended, and a sharp headache assaulted him, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

There's a drawback, as I said. The more special and creative the ability, the more it reflects onto you. While that spatial switch didn't seem serious, it's one of the reasons you're in so much pain now. Don't worry—once you get used to the skill and its limits, the pain will fade.

He nodded absentmindedly, holding his dizzy head. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kevin beginning to move as if about to stand.

Michael sent a wave of mana, picked Kevin up, and floated him over to where the demon had died, dropping him there.

'I guess now's as good a time as ever to ask him some questions..'