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Arlan took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. She had never done this before, but Arlan tried to call her sleeping self. Arlan walked with steady steps closer to Larasati, leaving a still-circular protector enveloping Manda.

"WOW!" Larasati swung a punch towards Arlan's head and was immediately repelled by Arlan's shield. "YYYYARRGHH!!!" the blow came from Larasati. Arlan, who had not learned how to fight, chose to stay to protect himself.

Looking at Larasati who left her stomach area defenseless, Arlan quickly thrust a fist into Larasati's stomach.

Larasati took a step back. Of course, Arlan's punch is not so meaningful for a demon like himself who has preyed on many living creatures. Larasati smiles, realizing that Arlan is not good at fighting. He came back forward, lunging at Arlan mercilessly, thinking that one day Arlan's shield would break through with the punch he gave.

'Gue please, come out!' arlan groaned in the heart. He closed his eyes. Just a few seconds later, Arlan felt something strange. A sense of heat radiated from his chest, spreading rapidly throughout the body. Arlan could feel himself being sucked into the whirlwind far up.

Then silence.

Arlan spread his gaze in all directions. He was floating in the air, as if drowning in a sea without water. His breath became regular. His body is relaxed and light. Arlan felt very peaceful there. His mind momentarily forgot what had happened.

"Goddessa!"

Arlan turned to his right and left when he heard the call. But, there was no one around him.

"Goddessa!"

The voice sounded familiar in Arlan's ears. A voice that made him want to wake up from this pleasant dream.

"Manda," muttered Arlan, realizing who the owner of the voice was. Arlan closed his eyes again. He tries to focus his mind on the entity regarding himself. His true self is not here. He was facing Larasati. Arlan asks for help from the other self who is asleep.

"Wake up!" snarl. "Wake, Lan!" His eyes were getting tighter. Arlan's hands clenched, concentrating the energy on his body that was getting hotter and hotter. "WAKE UP!" yells.

BHAMS!!!

Arlan's eyes opened wide as a loud thumping sound shocked her. He returned to the battle. Arlan is looking for Larasati. How shocked he was, when he saw the figure of Larasati who changed drastically. The beautiful figure earlier, turned into the figure that Arlan saw in the dream. Larasati's left hand hung out of place. His skin was rotting with a pungent unpleasant smell. Larasati's eyes bulged out, as if they were about to fall from their sockets.

Arlan could feel the heat in his hand. He was holding two fireballs that were ready to be thrown.

"YAAAAHHH!!!"

Arlan. Larasati darted towards him quickly. Without a second thought, Arlan threw a fireball in his hand. One fireball missed, but the other fireball hit the right shoulder of Larasati. Fires were pouring from his shoulders.

BRUG!

Larasati managed to hit Arlan. His thin hand pounced on Arlan's neck firmly. Arlan could feel the nails of Larasati stuck in his skin. Larasati paid no heed to her burning shoulders. In fact, he did not look willing to put out the fire that was devouring his rotten flesh.

Arlan banged on Larasati's arm. Unexpectedly, that skinny arm was stronger than Arlan had expected. Arlan closed his eyes again, allowing half of his consciousness to disappear and his other self to reappear. Arlan felt that he saw Larasati in front of him like she was on a movie screen. Arlan's right hand moved, clutching Larasati's left arm. Arlan didn't do that. The rest of him is controlling it right now.

"Don't!" arlan exclaimed to himself who was halfway pulling Larasati's arm.

"OARRRGHHH!!!" Larasati groaned in pain as Arlan pulled off his arm. Larasati took off her strangulation and moved away quickly. "LAKNAAATTT MAN!!!" his screeches.

"HAHAHAHAHA!"

Arlan was shocked by his own voice. On the one hand, Arlan can feel a sense of satisfaction like thirst fulfilled with sweet cold water. "ENOUGH!"

BHAMS!!!

Arlan pushed forward hard. He looked here and there when he was back in his body. He could not continue to allow his other self to appear. The satisfaction that Arlan got was terrible as well as addictive.

This time, Arlan dodged in time. He glanced at Manda at a glance, making sure Manda was still safe inside the protector. Larasati chased after Arlan with great anger. As soon as possible, Arlan escaped and fled upstairs. He had to jump some stairs because Larasati destroyed the stairs with her punch.

Arlan jumped up when he saw the exit, rolled on the dirty floor and smashed into the pile of bones under the dining table. Larasati chases, grabs Arlan's arm with a scratch.

PHANG!!!

Shields are formed in time. Some scratches and blows from Larasati can be agile Arlan. Arlan panicked because he didn't know what to do. Larasati is only a few centimeters in front of him. The creature went on a rampage with only one hand. His shattered face gave Arlan a faint guts.

'Take me out!'

Suddenly a voice appeared in Arlan's head. Arlan shook his head, trying to shake off the voice of his other self.

'You're going to die! Use me!'

Arlan's worried. He did not want to use any other power, but also could not only defend against Larasati. His strength was limited and he had already gotten some injuries. Arlan did not even have time to use the healing power to seal his wounds.

'Eject me! I will destroy the creature!'

Arlan was sucked backwards, again hovering in the air. At that time, Arlan knew that he had been defeated by another figure. Arlan did call him, but keeping his distance was no easy matter. Even his other self figure could easily replace him as he was now.

Arlan's right hand clasped back at Larasati's skinny neck. Not only silent, Larasati tried to tear Arlan's hand apart. However, having only sheathed a few scratches on Arlan's hand, Larasati had to give up her remaining hand. Arlan caught Larasati's hand and twisted it until it sounded a terrible breaking sound.

"YAAAAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!!" larasati's roar filled the air.

Not just get there. As fast as lightning, when it was confirmed that Larasati's right hand was in the wrong position, Arlan began to tear Larasati apart without mercy. Starting from the skin-rotten skin of Larasati, to his face.

"NO! ENOUGH'S ENOUGH! ENOUGH'S ENOUGH! I SAID, CUUUUUPPP!!!" shouted Arlan.

BHAMS!!!

Arlan returned to his body. Unlike a second ago, now Arlan could feel his hand back. His hand that was holding the body part of Larasati that he had just torn. That fact made him tremble. He pushed Larasati as far as possible and re-installed the horses.

PHANGGG!!!

Unwilling to take the risk, Arlan re-installed the surrounding protectors. Larasati fell down not far from him. His left arm dripped with black liquid. His face was half shattered, torn to shreds. His remaining hand was no longer shaped. His right shoulder gave off a scorched smell mixed with rot.

"I'll kill you." Larasati. "You and your family made me this way..."

Arlan's heart was pounding. His hands refused to forget what he was doing. The thirst for power made both of his hands tremble. Arlan begins to fear himself whenever Larasati gets angry.

"Larasati, can't we get here?" that's the dumbest request Arlan's ever made. He could think of no other way. Arlan did not want his other self to appear for the umpteenth time. Arlan is afraid of complacency and addiction after tearing Larasati apart.

Larasati. He walked slowly towards Arlan. His intention to finish off Arlan increased many times over. "You must die in my hands... I'll enjoy every inch of your flesh... I'll devour all the abilities you have..."

Arlan repeatedly prayed to God, hoping that the voices in his head would soon disappear. Arlan suppressed the excitement as he felt the vengeful aura of the expanding Larasati. The desire to fight and exterminate his opponent almost controlled him.

"Oh, God... How'this?" arlan muttered.

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