Chapter 108: The beautiful world of survival (1/2)

The painting was like a dimensional gate. When Yman stepped inside, another view greeted him.

He saw mountains to his left with forest on the foot of it,and a wide prairie to his front that runs to his right.

However, he wasn't please by it. Something was bothering him, he felt a tingling and uneasy feeling.

”Sistela, how's our inventory?” He asked. Yman could check it by himself, but it was more convenient to ask his deity than go into trouble checking it himself.

He then scanned his surroundings while waiting for Sistela's reply.

Sistela's bemused voice rang in his ears.

Looks like he was right, ”I-I see,” he said while glancing around.

She asked curiously.

”I am, but I have a gist that it would be like this eventually,” Yman replied, then he continued walking towards the canary wheat fields to his right.

It was located about 50 steps away from him. Looking at it from a distance, the wheat grew tall.

curiously asked Sistela.

”Intuition.”

”I have the intuition that my modifying ability will have no effect here,” Yman said with a serious face.

Actually, it was more of a danger sensing ability than an intuition.

Maybe it triggered his trauma of being sealed in a confined place when he was abducted. So he had this strong intuition towards the situation that was unfavorable to him.

”Kuku, I also wanted to know about that.”

After stepping inside the painting he had a tingling feeling of being constricted in this world. Like he was confined inside a cell.

'While Miss Ella was making this world, she must be aware of my ability to cancel a spell. So she made some restrictions in this world to avoid cheating. In that case, this world wasn't an ordinary world. It is prolly made with certain rules if I made a guess.'

Yman couldn't help but feel a chill at this magical skill of hers.

'A world where you can manipulate.'

'Wasn't she a very 'OP' person?!'

'Damn! What a nice ability to have,' He thought.

'Wait….. if she made it with rules, she probably only disallowed my ability to cancel a spell.'

He then tried using his [Time Warp].

..…but Yman was still in his place.

No way!

”The time here is unbendable!” He uttered in surprise.

”N-Nothing, haha.”

'Could it be she didn't intentionally restrict my [Time Modifier] ability? It happened because the world itself is intangible?'

Though it was his wild guesses only and not certain.

Yman slack-jawed.

Now his trusted skill was unusable in this world.

'So that's the reason, huh. Of why I felt uneasy after entering here,' He thought.

'I am supposed to be the Crimson Canceler, the king of spells! But anyhow, that beauty created a world that could silent my skills.”

”.....”

Sigh.

He then further scanned his surroundings.

A single tree in the middle of wheatfields took his attention and decided to rest under its shade. He sat with his butt on the ground and leaned his back on the tree trunk as he was mulling.

Yman noticed the sun was set at the angle of 12 o'clock pm. It was also the time outside before they stepped inside the painting. But at this point, the time in this world would then run faster than the real world.

The announcer Mr. Faye already told them that the time here was different from the real world. 1 day here was equivalent to 20 minutes in the real world. And they only had 1 week to complete the mission.

So 1 week in this place was about 2 and a half hours only in the real world.

His eyes wander above and notice some kind of flying objects in the air, about 30-50 meters above the ground.

'Monitoring devices?' He asked himself.

He heard Sistela saying.

”I just hope they censored some stuff, haha,” He replied jokingly.

Although, the current time was 12 o'clock. The place wasn't hot. The slight breeze from the mountain was very fresh as it brushed his face.

The scenery was so beautiful.

What a perfect view. If only he had this ability he could slack off all day long. In his mind.

He decided to lay on the ground while using his arms as the pillow. The armor he was wearing wasn't heavy and it was comfortable to wear. Good thing that he wore it. At Least he had the armor.

Looks like, whatever outside their storage the time they stepped in was the only equipment they could use here.

His eyes were peeking under the hood of his black leather armor while staring at the sun rays from leaves crevices.

A magical sound resounded when he summoned the list of skills he could use.

[Rapid Leap], [Air Dance], and [Healing Spell] was available. He could also use a weak fireball from the Demon's Mana, and some basic magic like [Strengthening].

Only his [Time Modifier] which was from his channeling talent was unavailable because of this weird world.

This world forbids him from using his [Spell Canceler] and [Time Warp]. These two skills were under his [Time Modifier] ability.

And based on the grimoire, the [Time Modifier] was under the [Channeling Talent].

Most of his skill was self-naming by him. Well, since he was the one who created them so it was right for him to name them by himself.

Looks like I needed to learn some skills using my Demon's Mana. He thought.

Haha, even without my [Time Modifier], I still have that Black Mana, or should I call it Black Smoke? Vapour?

No!

The best name for it was— Black Miasma!

Yman's eyes slowly closed, but it abruptly opened when the cute face of his sister appeared in his mind. Ah, he missed her, wondering how was she at the moment.