"To dare to try and wield me, you must be seeking death. Foolish ant."


    A deep booming voice that made one feel so little inparison, resounded across the dark space.


    Just that voice alone made Sato feel fear from the depths of his body and made his mind shudder. While Sato himself wasn''t really afraid, his body was and as such, he had lost a majority of his body''s functions and abilities, even finding breathing a difficult issue.


    [[ System notification :


    Due to the massive difference in strength and Life order, yer hase under suppression and is incapable of resistance.


    -Main attributes are weakened by 99%.


    -All skills are locked and inessible.


    -Body functions be more difficult to perform and the body bes more difficult to operate.


    ____________________________


    yer is suffering from respiratory issues.


    -Stamina is reduced by 60%.


    -Every action costs more stamina than usual. Stamina cost *3.


    ____________________________


    yer is suffering from blood flow issues.


    -Ability to focus on an object decreases.


    -Sight is affected.


    -Stamina reduced by 20%.


    ]]


    Notifications after notifications rang in Sato''s head and as he opened his interface and nced at them, he was shocked by the result.


    Unknowingly, Sato had begun to breathe heavily.


    Sato realised that the reason he couldn''t move an inch was due to the aura of the creature. It froze his body and sparked off the innate reaction and fear an animal showed when they encountered a creature far higher than it on the food chain.


    From what he could sense, Sato discovered that there were 2 reasons that the aura affected him so greatly.


    The first was because the creature was much stronger than him, both in rank and level. He didn''t doubt that it could kill him just by sneezing. Luckily for him, the creature was held down in ce dozens of metres away from him so he could be said to be at a safe distance away from it.


    The second reason, which also happened to be thest and most important one, was the difference in bloodline and Life order between the two.


    In Infinite Realm, Life order consisted of both one''s race and their bloodline. For example, despite being a human just like the NPCs in town, Sato''s bloodline was different since he was a yer and he had the bloodline [Chosen Ones], making him stronger than an NPC of the same level. So his Life order rating was much higher than the human NPCs in the game. However, Sato was still a human being which is why when facing opponents of a higher race, like the Titan, Atrit, Sato would experience a suppression in his abilities and would not be able to fight at his best [IF].


    Even though Sato was a human with the [Chosen Ones] bloodline, making him better than the average human, he was still a human. Compared to whatever race the demonic fiend in front of him came from, he was much weaker. And there was still the fact that the creature''s bloodline was also pure.


    The suppressive feeling from all these factors made it difficult for Sato to move any part of his body apart from his pupils.


    ''It''s strong; too strong. Even Worrus didn''t give me such a helpless feeling.'' Sato thought as he stared at the creature.


    So far in IR, this was the strongest being -whether friend or foe-Sato had met.


    "Hehe. Speechless huh? As expected of an ant." The demonic fiend spoke up again.


    Even though it was stabbed and chained in different ces, the creature didn''t seem to feel any pain as it still stared at Sato with that scornful smile.


    "I wonder, why would those dumb grey folks bring a hairless little kid here. Do they hate you so much that they want me to kill you? Haha."


    Each time the fiend spoke, Sato''s head would hurt him severely as if 10000 horses were stampeding in it. The only reason he had yet to fall unconscious was due to his own willpower. At this stage, the attributes he had couldn''t do a thing here and Sato had to depend solely on himself.


    "Let''s make a deal little kid; set me free and not only will I give you a million times the power you currently possess but I will also help you kill those grey folks who sent you to me." The fiend looked expectantly at Sato.


    ''Why does he think that Worrus sent me to die at his hands? That can''t be possible right?'' Sato began to think.


    He could easily guess that the ''grey folks'' the fiend referred to were the Caventry of which Worrus was a part of. Sato just didn''t get why the fiend thought he was sent here to die. In the end, Sato concluded that the fiend might be overthinking things, after all, he was here to take possession of the sword.


    ''If I''m correct, this should be the sword spirit.''


    This was amon term in some VR games Sato had yed as well as some web novels he had read in his free time. It was simply the consciousness that dwelt within a sword. However, it only existed in absurdly powerful weapons. This meant that the sword Sato wanted to get a hold of was a Mythic rank sword or maybe even a Divine weapon!


    ''But for it to be sealed like this, alongside its appearance, this can only mean one thing; the sword spirit is probably the Demon God''s son.''


    While the deduction sounded incredulous, Sato felt it was true. He was currently in the seal of the Demon God''s son and seeing such a fiendish creature in front of him, it was logical for him to think so and the assumption was usible.


    "Hmm? Answer me, kid, or face the consequences." The devil looked to be annoyed.


    "Oh wait, I forgot my aura is too pressing for a measly ant such as yourself."


    After it said that, Sato felt the creature rein in its aura as the pressure that held him in ce slowly receded till he could finally move his arms.


    "Ah." Sato stretched his body a bit to get a hang of it before he finally faced the fiend in front of him.


    The creature didn''t seem annoyed that Sato had ignored it for a while but instead smiled at him as it questioned.


    "How about it? Set me free and live with the power to destroy all, or die here and now and have your soul extinguished from this world."


    Sato didn''t hurry to reply as he began contemting his choices.


    ''While it seems like I have no option, such a thought might be wrong. There''s no way that Worrus and Saimon would send me here if this demon had the power to kill me. If it did, it could affect the state of the seal and even escape in a few years or so. Those two don''t seem like the type to make such a mistake and let this menacing creature be unleashed into the world.''


    The seal to imprison the Demon God''s son, who also happens to be one of the strongest demigods in the world, had to be extremely powerful and tight, preventing him from using any of his abilities to reduce the chances of escaping. If it couldn''t, then in time toe, the demon would be able to break the seal and escape, wreaking havoc once more upon the world.


    Even if the seal was the type to weaken over time, it should have been constantly reinforced by the survivors from that time, like Worrus and Saimon or even the other Achievers, who may or may not be alive. Sato didn''t believe that Worrus and Saimon would be sox as to not do their job properly, especially since this demon was sealed with the blood of many from the Caventry. Based on what he had seen so far, Sato felt like Worrus was the type to value his kind and their efforts. inly put, he would eveny his life on the line to prevent the seal from breaking one bit since this was the work of the blood and sweat of his people.


    Even if the seal were to be so weak that the demon could still exhibit a bit of its prowess, unless they truly wanted him dead, Worrus would have alerted Sato before he went to the altar. There was no reason for them to want him dead as he was the new inheritor for the Caventry''s knowledge and legacy. Rather than killing him, they would try to protect him at all times. Sending him to a weakened seal that held the Demon God''s son didn''t sound like a form of protection.


    ''In other words, it''s quite possible that this freak can''t do anything to me and all of this is just for clout.'' Sato conjectured.


    However, testing this theory out was too risky. If he was right, then the fiend in front of him was nothing more than a paper tiger and he would survive this experience. If he was wrong, however, and offended the demon, Sato would die.


    Dying wouldn''t sound so bad to a yer but Sato felt like the death penalty wouldn''t be as simple as losing a few Experience points. The one to kill him was a being of at least 80 levels and 4 ranks ahead of him. Dying to it whenpared to dying to a monster or yer of simr level and rank was like the difference between being killed by a nuke and being shot by a gun.. At least thetter would leave your corpse behind to be mourned and might even feel better, but the former would decimate you into ashes of ashes using extreme heat and radiation.