38 Chapter 38: Donst Compete with Me (1/2)

Dylan had a large incision on his chest where blood was constantly gushing out. Dylan was feeling extreme pain while he felt that his body was weakening every moment that passed. He felt like time became slower and felt that every second became as long as a minute. The pain he felt was excruciating as he thought, 'How were the MC's of those light novels able to withstand this type of pain? I knew it would be very painful but I did not expect that it would be this painful!'.

Dylan gritted his teeth as he tried to endure the searing pain. He kept thinking of how amazing those MC was to be able to endure this type of pain. Although his skills in business administration and management are godly, he could not deny the fact that he was still a noob when it came to fighting and cultivation. He was just like an infant trying to walk but it was difficult because he is in a completely different world from his home world. But, since he was sent here, he needed to be able to adapt quickly. If not, then he would just serve as a stepping stone for others.

'It may be hard to cope because of my lack of knowledge but I have the Cosmic God Mansion supporting me so it would somewhat ease the burden of being foreign to this world.' Dylan self-evaluated.

Although it was a bit long to describe, in reality, only a few seconds has just passed. Dylan concentrated once more to his opponent, Andrew, who was staring viciously at the materializing Soul of the Contract. The Soul of the Contract was becoming corporeal yet transparent. It stopped further materialization when it reached the point that it appeared like a ghost.

The Soul of the Contract had the appearance of a gorgeous beauty that wore a plain white dress. In it's torso, a scroll that emits two different types of shades could be seen. The shade signified the constant devouring of Dylan's Magnate Strength and Andrew's as these two energies constantly fought with each other.

”The challenge has been set. ”Se Battre Pour Un Client”...” The Soul of the Contract clasped her hands and seemingly prayed. Her eyes emitted bright and blinding light while her illusionary body floated in mid air. The wind swirled in madness as it formed a tiny tornado within the room making the Soul of the Contract its center. Dylan and Andre felt their souls were being sucked of their bodies. Behind their backs, their Magnate Strength started gushing out as it coalesced to human molds.

Soon, a transparent replica of both Mystical Magnates could be seen floating atop their heads. Dylan and Andrew​ had both their eyes shut while the eyes of their replicas were trembling and slowly opened. Dylan's body stopped bleeding as it lay on the wall and Andrew's body fell to the ground while a cocoon of energy started to mask both their bodies. The cocoons shot out a strand of light that attached to the backs of the ghost-like replicas of Dylan and Andrew.

The ghost-replica of Dylan started moving while it slowly examined it's arms, body and face.

”What is this? What happened to me?” The ghost-replica spoke in a strange manner. The way it spoke was as though their was several echoes that simultaneously follow its' voice. But, this was clearly Dylan whose consciousness was transferred onto this ghost-like avatar. Dylan was utterly confused when a voice suddenly called out his name.

”Dylan, this is the first step of the Se Battre Pour Un Client. It extracts an ”Avatar Soul” that is created using the Magnate Strengths of your body!” Pavilion Head Galagher clarified the details to Dylan because he noticed that Dylan was too astounded when he was transported to the ”Avatar Soul”.

”Ohhh, so what happens next?” Dylan inquired as he adjusted his mindset.

”According to the books I have read, a meeting table will appear that will present us as judges who will decide whether whom has the better deal but remember the final verdict is said by the Soul of the Contract. It knows whether or not this deal is beneficial to your company or not. Do not recklessly throw in offers as the Soul of the Contract will base its verdict according to wits and skill of the challenger and the challenged.” Pavilion Head Galagher explained all of the knowledge he knows about this Se Battre Pour Un Client.

”According to what you have read..? You mean you haven't tried this before?” Dylan awkwardly asked because he suddenly felt a bit nervous when he thought about it.

”Ahem.. Well, yes... I have never tried it before.” Pavilion Head Galagher embarassingly replied.

”Are you serious, sir Galagher? Then what happens if I lose the deal?” Dylan felt nervous now as he felt that he was doing something dangerous. He tried his best to keep calm and fortunately it was effective because if other people were they would panic.

”Yes. If you lose, you will be forcefully demoted to one rank and feel extreme weakness for a short time. But if you win, then Andrew will be the one to receive the consequences.” Pavilion Head Galagher replied.

”This is quite a mess I got mixed in with.” Dylan bitterly laughed. But, this was the only way he could survive because if he will not release the three giants from the restrictions set by the contract then, he would only suffer by the hands of Andrew and die a horrible death. That was why, despite knowing the danger, Dylan would still repeat his choice if he was given a chance again because even though he might receive some serious injuries, it was still better than death.

”Hahaha, what a pointless effort this is, Dylan! Hahahaha, you will still die, no matter how much you struggle, you are nothing but an insignificant worm in my path. Hahahaha, do not be delusional the gap with our strength and knowledge is like a giant chasm! You will only die trying to traverse this gap. Bwahaha!” Andrew maniacally laughed at Dylan. He was gloating because he had so much experience with regards to every basic knowledge and even a large amounts of past knowledge about ”Mystical Magnatism”.