The surprise was Gravity. Diablo was full of smiles and Pablo had seen such smiles. They suggested that the other person is waiting for the other person to suffer.
"Stay strong, Flashy. Things are about to get worse." Pablo warned and added some invisible force above Flashy.
"What do you mean, Boss? He just said Gravity is going to increase. Not a big deal." Flashy carried on with his push ups.
Pablo ignored him as he expected such an answer from Flashy.
He focused on Diablo and so did everyone else. They all wanted to know what would happen.
And Diablo was generous enough to not make them wait.
He raised his right hand, joined his fingers, and…
"Boom."
SNAP!
He snapped his fingers and…
THOOM!
"What th.." Pablo’s knees bent.
POOF!
POOF!
POOF!
Countless people burned to dust as their feet were off the ground.
All that happened because of a snap of fingers.
"This i-s.. gravity.." Pablo now clearly understood the surprise.
The gravity on the Magma of Nifelheim suddenly increased and it was forcing everyone to lie on the ground.
It was too much.
"Hmm?" Pablo felt something on his lips and he licked it.
"Blood? My nose is bleeding?" Blood dripped from Pablo’s nose. He was using all his strength to stay standing and he was also using the copied Ego to protect Flashy from the intense gravity.
"Hang in there, Boss. I want to get laid but not on this ground." Flashy spoke. He wasn’t acting anymore. He was in pain. He also used all his strength to remain in the position of push ups.
Pablo’s invisible force was keeping Flashy from giving in to the gravity.
’I should use it on me as well.’ Pablo decided to use The Force on his body as well. He could at least stop the gravity from affecting his balance.
"You can’t handle that much. Your body is still weak! Your nose is already bleeding." Cupid stated some facts.
But Pablo couldn’t care less. "I won’t die. This body might be weak but I am sure as hell that it doesn’t want to die here."
"But this will.."
Pablo ignored Cupid altogether. Her words fell on deaf ears.
Pablo closed his eyes, he focused on his own body and guided the invisible force above his head.
He covered himself with the invisible force but he made sure to leave his feet from that. He didn’t want to get burned.
’This is harder than I expected.’
Veins surfaced on Pablo’s head. The Ego he was using wasn’t some small time magic trick, it was a fearsome power.
Graham was an experienced old man so it was only natural he could use the Ego with ease. But not Pablo. He just got that Ego a few hours ago.
’I should follow what he did in his memories.’
Pablo recalled the memories he got from Graham and remembered the part when the old man was learning to use his Ego in the academy.
’Concentrate on the place where you want the force to come and stay. And just keep concentrating. And keep believing you have enough stamina to do that. Your mind is powerful. Do it. Control it.’
Pablo repeated the words of the academy teacher and did as he said.
He focused on his upper body and imagined the force covering it.
He focused and focused and little by little, Pablo sensed some changes.
’It’s working.’ Pablo kept doing the same thing and after five minutes, his upper body was fully covered with the Force.
’Now I have to keep it like that. On Flashy too.’ Pablo kept his eyes closed and no noise fell on his ears.
He was immersed in the control of his Ego. The gravity was no more on him and it was all because of his Copied Ego.
Pablo was standing straight, his eyes closed. He couldn’t even feel the pain on his feet anymore. The heat went out of his mind. Only the invisible force danced in his thoughts.
However, in that hot ground, Pablo wasn’t alone. There were many other people and they were struggling. They were cursing. But there were some other people who, just like Pablo, used some various things as well.
Just like how Pablo used The Force on himself to avoid gravity, some other people also used their Egoes.
Some people even evolved their Ego in dire need.
Nevertheless, they still had sweat on their faces and they were still struggling under the strong gravity. They weren’t as peaceful as Pablo.
Like that, thirty more minutes passed and Diablo spoke.
"Adolf, you can stop now. You passed the test. One hour is up. I’ll send you back to the camp."
Adolf Hustler’s reward helped him greatly.
"And I am impressed you faced no problem in this test. The gravity and the hot ground didn’t bother you at all it seems." Diablo commented as Adolf was as good as new.
He didn’t even groan in the heat. He was silent all the time.
"Alright. You may go." Diablo snapped his fingers and the next moment, Hustler disappeared from the Magma of Nifelheim.
Pablo would have loved to see Hustler but he didn’t even hear Diablo’s voice. He was meditating. Only the invisible force and Pablo were talking to each other. That too, with no words.
Flashy was busy doing his push ups. He was having no problem in doing those as he was strong. He just didn’t have guts in relation to his physique.
One hour was already up and now only four hours were left.
Pablo and Flashy were doing fine but there were some who just couldn’t focus for too long.
"This is hell!" One man screamed and the gravity got the better of him.
He lost his balance and the flame came out of the ground.
The man got engulfed in that flame and died.
The same thing happened with some others as they weren’t able to handle the state of focus for too long. Their attention span was short.
All of them lost their footing thanks to the gravity and burned themselves to death.
"People are getting weaker nowadays. Wars should happen occasionally for them to stay strong." Diablo talked with himself.
FWISH!
"Wars are only good when you are winning." Another voice came beside Diablo.
Diablo turned his head. "Oh. Old man Graham. What’s up? You never came to see me in the sky."
Diablo was floating and Graham was floating beside him.
"I wanted to see some people’s performance." Graham replied.
"Huh? Who got your interest? Let me guess it’s that Adolf kid. He is strong, that’s for sure."
"Yes. Adolf is good but you are wrong. You never bother to read the reports, that’s why you don’t know anything."
"Is that so? Enlighten me then."
Graham shook his head and pointed his finger.
"See that man? The one with black hair who is standing with all the calmness."
Diablo looked there. "Yes. What about him?"
"His name is Pablo Castillo and his Ego rank is White."
"What?!" Diablo shouted. He couldn’t lower his voice at that reveal.
"Yes. He got the weakest level of Ego possible and yet, he killed one million people in the first test and now look at him, the gravity and the heat isn’t bothering him either."
Diablo this time focused more closely on Pablo. His interest got piqued.
"That’s the most interesting news you have shared to me, old man. How did he even manage to survive with that level of Ego?"
"The answer is simple, Diablo." Graham’s eyes were fixed on Pablo. "This man must have done anything to survive. He must have cheated, stolen, killed. Everything. He developed a thick skin on his body and now nothing bothers him anymore. Even if it’s a White Ego, he must have gotten some power. A power that could create a person like him."
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"Yikes. So this man got your interest?" Diablo asked.
"Yes. He has guts as well. He tried to give me a suggestion. I broke his wrist and he didn’t even flinch. He will go all the way here."
"Well, if you say that then he might really be. And you know, he can even get accepted in the Abyssal Butchers division."
"No," Graham refused right away. "I don’t think so. He chose a coward as his comrade. The people in Abyssal Butchers toys with cowards. Not choose them as a comrade. They are cruel. They kill anyone they want. They rape when they feel horny. In a sense, they are the real Kings."
Diablo smiled. "That’s why I am saying Pablo might be accepted in that division."
Graham frowned. "What do you mean? Did you not hear me?"
"I guess you weren’t paying close to Pablo when he came here."
"Explain."
Diablo began. "The people in Abyssal Butchers kill anyone they want. But this man killed a man just to satisfy his curiosity. He threw a person inside a hole filled with lava just to check whether it’s real or not."
Diablo looked at Graham with a smile.
"If the Abyssal Butchers toy with cowards and weak people, then this man is crueler than them. Take it from me in writing, but I am sure that this man, Pablo Castillo, doesn’t toy with anyone specifically. Instead…"
Diablo’s smile grew wider as he finally understood what Pablo really does.
"He toys with every fucking person."