I passed out.

When I woke up, I was on the ground, my whole back broken, but my insane health was helping. The pain was something else, though.

It wasn’t only a broken back, which wasn’t too bad, but also the extra health. It kept growing tumors, which more vitality removed.

We really need to get a good healer on my team. The only reason Team R54 doesn’t have one is that Doom has too many defensive and healing talismans, I realized.

I pulled out my rainbow flask for the first time in forever. Those good old days, just trying to win a competition for a flask for some gold-category.

I summoned a medical construct.

The extra vitality took four days to remove.

After all that health was gone, I started expanding the dimension again-with no medical construct.

After a day of whupping giant crowds of silver-category anomalies, the deviant finally came.

Teen Spatial Deviant: Gold: Level 4

The spatial deviant, the terror of all spatial anomalies and spatial masters. This young deviant is only level four, but that does not mean it is weak. A deviant can easily tackle higher-categories due to its impressive attributes.

400,000,000 Gold-category health

700,000,000 Diamond-category mana

100,000,000 Gold-category defense

700,000,000,000 Newtons

35,950,000,000 KPH max speed

20 Minion Summons

I summoned my cloak and pefighs. This will be hard.

The deviant tackled me at speeds faster than light. I ducked under it and stabbed a sword into its plating. “Rot away, dead body.”

I swung Autarch’s Defiance, trying to scare the deviant. It froze for a nanosecond then sent a tooth flying at the sword, which was sucked into dimensional space.

The deviant tried to regrow the tooth, but I didn’t let it.

“Rot away, dead body.”

It screeched in pain. I took the opportunity to hit it in the wing with a bow, after which I started kiting it. Once it started running, I used itson momentum to throw it into a building, which collapsed on the deviant.

The deviant threw it off, but that split second was crucial.

I hit it straight in the eye with an arrow.

It ran straight at me, fangs bared. I jumped straight up.

From the top of the dome, I held out my hand. “Ice of outside is nothing, so ice from within shall arise.”

The deviant broke through the ice, but its movements were slowed.

It jumped up, trying to meet me in a melee, but I had an advantage. When it was ten feet or so below me, I took out the huge sledgehammer that was the Diamond Dominator.

I crashed it into its head, seeing a few scales knocked away.

“Rot away, dead body.”

I took out a spare longsword, driving it into the deviant’s brain.

I suppressed its aura heavily. Foaming at the mouth, the deviant fell to the floor, dead.

I started to take its scales. Once I had got everything, I started the next wave.