Weapon seller in the world of magic-Chapter 557: The trial of Yuanlong (part-2)

The release of a hundred times gravity in the surroundings forced Mark to his knees and before he got to counterattack, Mark's copy charged forward like lightning and gave a kick to his chin.

"Gravity Dome, activate." Mark hollered at the top of his lungs to hinder his copy's movements and also hoped to be free from the suppression.

*Ding! Skill launch has failed.

However, the result was a failure.

"Why?" this was the thought of Mark as his vision blurred while the kick was connected, sending him fly away tens of meters backward. Pain radiated from his chin and blood trickled down his lips, but he gritted his teeth and tried to push himself up, with his muscles straining against the crushing gravity. However, it was to no avail, for he could only barely lift his head.

When his eyes met his copy, the latter was seen smirking, "Is that all you've got?" the copy taunted him further.

Wiping off the blood on his lips, Mark shouted inside his head, "Ark, what happened?" he couldn't help but ask the artificial intelligence for the answer. After all, this was the first time he ever saw the failure of skill launch, especially when it was done by either the system or the A.I.

Ding! The graviton particles in the surroundings are under the control of the enemy. Master needs greater mastery to take back control.

"Greater mastery?" Mark's facial expression became ugly when saw the notification. Forget about greater mastery, he doesn't even have an ounce of mastery to launch the skill on his own as he could do with Bloodline skills, for he always activated it with the help of the system.

He also knew that the Gravity Dome wasn't altering the planet's gravitational force. It's manipulating graviton particles in the air, making them heavier or lighter at the user's will. Someone activating the skill means they're controlling these graviton particles within a certain range.

It made perfect sense that without superior mastery, he couldn't wrest control back.

Hence, he had to think of another method.

Meanwhile, his copy conjured a bunch of ice spears and charged forward.

Having no other choice, Mark conjured his Blizzard wings from the back and used them to cover him up for defense while thinking of a solution.

*ting* *Ting* Ting* ting* ting*

The copy attacked Mark with the icy spears one after another but Mark's wings managed to block each and every one of them with its superior durability.

This gave him enough time for an idea to pop up in his head and he asked, "Ark, if you take control of my mind, could you do it?"

*Ding! It is not possible for me to take back control from him. However, I can negate it. But, that also means the master cannot activate the skill in the meantime.

"Dammit… Fine," Mark gritted his teeth. He couldn't let his copy win. Summoning his determination, he focused on the faint tingle of his power. He had trained for this. His mastery might not be greater, but he had one advantage—Ark.

"Ark, synchronize with my neural output and take control," Mark commanded.

"Understood. Synchronizing now."

A surge of energy flowed through Mark, and he felt a heightened awareness of the gravitons around him. His muscles strained, but this time, he felt a slight give into the oppressive force.

*Ding! Synchronized. The change in the density of gravitons is no longer effective on the master.

Suddenly, Mark felt lighter than ever. "I wonder if others might have also felt like this, whenever I used this skill on them and remove it later. Anyway, let's get back to the fight."

His copy's eyes widened in surprise as Mark slowly rose to his feet. "Impossible!" it hissed.

With a focused burst of energy, Mark jumped forward throwing his fist at his copy's cheek.

The copy gave a glance to the incoming punch and stayed on the spot, getting hit on his cheek; his gaze was fixed on Mark and he had a smirk on his face as the fist couldn't even budge his face, "It's futile, Shang Zhen. You should know your body the best. There is no way such a weak punch could actually hurt me."

"Hmm?" A trace of surprise appeared on Mark. "Shang Zhen?" The copy tightened his fist too and gave a punch to Mark's face at blurring speeds.

*Pow*

His nose became bloody and crooked as he flew back and crashed a hundred meters away. "Argh…" He groaned in pain.

The copy slowly started walking toward him.

It was then Mark suddenly started laughing with his gaze on the sky, "Everything now made sense." *Clap* Clap* *Clap*

"Hmm, did he go crazy or something?" Mark's copy wondered aloud before he charged forward, reached his opponent in a jiffy, and jumped high, landing on Mark's stomach with a knee strike.

"Ugh…" *cough* cough*

Mark coughed out a mouthful of blood and collapsed down. His gaze met with his counterpart, who looked down at him. Mark laughed once again.

"What's funny?" His copy asked with a frown on his face.

Mark replied, "Here I thought it was going to be a battle against myself. But, it doesn't look that way. Earlier, you addressed me as Shang Zhen. That's the biggest mistake you have made, impostor."

"Hmm?" The frown on copy deepened, "Whether you wish to agree or not, this is the birth name your parents gave you."

"If you want to pretend like me, tell me what this is." Mark raised his hand and gave a middle finger to the copy.

The copy tilted its head in confusion, "It's missing the storage ring you wore a while ago."

"I knew it." Mark's smile widened further as he proved his hypothesis. He strengthened it more as he spoke in English this time, "It means FU*K YOU, you idiot. Haha, can you follow what I am saying right now? I don't think you do, bas*ard."

The confusion on the copy's face increased even more. "I don't recognize the language you are speaking."

Mark took his confused state to his advantage and spoke in his head, "Activate Singularity."

Singularity formed in the middle of his palms, generating infinite gravitational force to suck the target into it.

"Wha…" Before the copy understood what was going on, he was sucked into Mark's palm; the latter then spoke, "Deactivate the skill, Ark."

The singularity was about to form a black hole but instead disappeared as if it didn't exist in the first place.

*Ding! Singularity has been deactivated. The target has been destroyed.

*Ding! All functions have been unlocked.

This is a spatial skill Mark accidentally created in the elf world when he lost his memories, almost destroying the world in the process, and was saved by the system in the end.

Originally, the skill should have been activated in this controlled manner. As that is unleashed without the system's assistance, the true singularity was created back then.

"Okay, now that the matter is settled, it is time to meet the god or whatever divine beast that wanted to test me." Mark rose to his feet, taking out a bottle of water from the inventory and cleaning his mouth.

As a result of the trial's end, a giant portal, similar to the one at the temple he used to get to this place, appeared not far away from Mark.

As he turned his head to look at the portal, two figures exited it.

One was tall, with a muscular build, wearing silver armor, with a giant broadsword that was as big as him hanging on his back. The other one was a small and cute white rabbit with jade green eyes, wearing clothes and a top hat; it was seen flying alongside.

Mark instantly acted his Eyes of God to get their basic details. Instantly, a frown appeared on his face, "Li and Yutu, the servants of the Moon goddess? I thought it was linked to that Ouroboros-looking kinda thing."