Will of chaos

I chatted with my Familiars for a while before they went back to the Dungeon, everyone had to continue their training and couldn’t go back to the city floor.

It seems that my Familiars as well as some of my children have been in the Undead City for the past few days since the monsters there aren’t much of a threat to them.

After my Familiars left, my sisters began my training, which clearly started with me screaming not in pain, but in the fright of having my entire arm ripped off by Natasha.

“You’re crazy… what the…” (I)

Before I could finish my sentence that would be as delicate as a plane falling on top of a flower garden, my arm that had been torn off grew again, in fact, the blood came out of the wound taking the shape of an arm until it was completely the same to the arm I lost.

The arm that had been torn off dissolved into red energy that came back to me, this cannot be called just regeneration, this is immortality.

“That’s a Demigod’s regeneration, any kind of just physical damage of any kind would be useless.” (Natasha)

While I was distracted with my arm and listened to her explanation, another attack came, this time she used her claws, cutting off only my hand from the arm that had just healed.

My hand was cut into three pieces that fell to the ground leaving only part of my wrist bleeding in place, I didn’t expect another attack after they ripped my arm off.

But something was different this time, my hand wasn’t healing like my arm did, it was much slower, as I wasn’t able to use my Aura very well it took me a while to notice that the wound was full of traces of Aura that were being expelled by my Aura.

“As you can see, physical attacks using Aura still deal normal damage to you.” (Natasha)

“Keep it down… Zzzzzz…” (Caitlyn)

“Since you were without any protection, you took full damage, but if your Aura had been around your body as usual the damage would have been equivalent to less than half, maybe your hand would just have a deep cut instead of being cut off.” (Elizabeth)

“You could have told me those things without having to rip off parts of my body… guuhhh!!!” (I)

“I said I want to sleep, SHUT UP!” (Caitlyn)

I was irritated that they were explaining normally while my body was being ripped apart by things that could only be spoken.

It seems that when I spoke out loud from the accumulated anger of that hellish chair and now from everything my sisters are doing to me, I ended up being punished.

I only raised my voice for a few seconds and before I finished complaining about the treatment I’m getting, giant scissors came out of nowhere and cut my body in half, I didn’t even have time to dodge before the top half of my body just slide to the side and fall to the ground.

“As you can see, attacks made with Authority are even worse, this is the type of damage that takes time to recover, you need to clear your body of enemy Authority interference, which is much more difficult than Aura.” (Natasha)

“…” (I)

“Don’t be dull, here let me heal you.” (Natasha)

“< Breath of Life >” (Natasha)

When Natasha’s power enveloped me I felt a comforting energy throughout my body when before I knew it my lower body just as my hand had returned. ．

“I repeat, why do all this to me?” (I)

“Because it’s the best way to teach, Natasha can heal any kind of damage we do to you.” (Elizabeth)ραпdα `n?ν?| сom

“Besides, with these attacks, you not only know everything we say, but you feel it too, some actions sometimes reveal more than words.” (Elizabeth)

“(It’s no use arguing with someone who thinks they’re always right…)” (I)

I wanted them to understand that they could have explained to me what they were going to do, so I could cut my arm as a demonstration, ripping my arm off and cutting my hand is more than an exaggeration for an explanation.

I looked over at Natasha who had an amused smile on her face and realized she was just having fun at mine.

I walk away from Caitlyn so I don’t wake her up, I don’t want to get dismembered yet again just for raising my voice.

“As you can see her body has already Awakened with various characteristics of a Demigod’s body, and so does the three of us now that our power has risen to a decent height.” (Elizabeth)

“The magic damage is also slightly lowered, the Ki damage is very similar to the physical damage with the help of Aura that we showed before, and the spiritual damage is the same as always.” (Elizabeth)

“Other than healing and regeneration, what else can I expect from my body?” (I)

“Just normal for those who have just gone through evolution, all of their physical stats have increased a lot.” (Natasha)

“Do your Martial Arts physical training extremely slow which I see you do often, it will be a good start for you to feel your whole body and the changes it has gone through.” (Natasha)

“Fine, is that going to be all?” (I)

“…” (Elizabeth/Natasha)

The two exchange glances while having small smiles on their faces, then before I could do anything their Aura fell on my head like a hammer falling on top of a nail.

I almost fell to the ground but forced myself to my feet at the last second before looking at the two of them.

“What are you doing!?” (I)

“Calm down, our Auras won’t try to suppress or attack yours, all it needs is a little constant pressure to get you used to it faster.” (Elizabeth)

“You’re going to do everything within this Aura pressure, you’re going to eat, sleep, train and when we think you’re ready you’re going to fight, all of this always within Aura.” (Natasha)

“I can’t even…move…” (I)

“That’s exactly the problem, we have the same strength as you, our Auras even together shouldn’t have as much effect on you as they do now, you need to improve your Aura control as soon as possible.” (Natasha)

“One of us will stay in the Dungeon training the others and we’ll take turns knowing who stays inside the Dungeon, that way there will always be two of us to stay here.” (Elizabeth)

“…” (I)

I was understanding what she meant, I could feel my Aura respond against their Aura, under that pressure I can feel my Aura constantly and I can train it continuously even without realizing it.

“(Might be a good idea.)” (I)