A beatdown...

The two men dashed at Devon at a fast speed, one of them was going for his face while the other went for his stomach. With their first move, it was obvious they weren't planning on ending the battle quickly.

They wanted to give their boss a show to watch by beating him up before finally killing him.

The attack was very slow to Devon as he could see it clearly, but the instant he decided to dodge the attack he realized that he couldn't. It seemed like both his feet were stuck on the ground and like a force was restricting him from moving.

"Puchi" he flew straight down to the ground while clutching his stomach, with blood gushing out from his mouth.

The full attack of two people at level 30 wasn't something to joke with at all. Even for someone like Devon.

"Hahahaha, but I must say you have some tough bones right there, young man." The middle-aged man who went for Devon's face teased him.

The man who had landed a punch on Devon's abdomen chuckled, "Let's give the boss a grand show and show those trash that the first floor isn't a place anyone can mess with."

Devon stood up as he wiped off the blood which was on his mouth. He stood firmly on the ground as he was ready for any kind of attack this time.

At least that was what he thought.

*Gbam* series of punches and kicks landed on different areas of Devon's body. It wasn't like he couldn't see any of the attack coming at him, he could, but he felt that all his movement was being restricted by some forces.

"Pufffftttttt" Devon vomited blood from his mouth, he was even bleeding all over even his clothes were dyed in blood. As it was a complete beat down.

"Hahahaha, I see you haven't figured out what is going on." The leader whose hand was folded the whole time spoke out, this time with a smile on his face.

"Voice, what is he talking about?" a frown appeared on Devon's face.

"Dumbass, contractor still hasn't realized that he isn't in the outer compound anymore."

This time it wasn't a frown but a confused look that appeared on Devon's face. He looked around but all he could see was the room where he was staying the chair and table, even his foods and drinks were still on the table.

"Contractor is currently in a pocket dimension."

"....."

Pocket dimension was like a mini world with celestial energy also present in it. It mostly served as the training ground for high and core-tier members. The pocket dimension had different grades which determined the amount of celestial energy it could hold.

In any world, there was always going to be a ruler present who could control the activities going on. It was what the humans on earth referred to as god. The same applied to the pocket dimension.

… It had a god, and the person controlling it could command anything using the power of lightning or thunder wasn't impossible. He or she had the power to do anything in the dimension.

The pocket dimension was a treasure even during the ancient days.

It was no wonder that the voice didn't mock Devon after seeing the way he was being best up.

"Voice, any idea on how I can get the hell out of here." listening to the voice words, Devon knew this wasn't something he could joke it.

Xiu, Xiu, Xiu, Xiu, Devon stumbled back and landed on the ground once again, but this time he fainted completely as sword cut began to appear all over his body. The bleeding was becoming too much and at this rate, he could die of blood shortage.

"The boss is getting bored with the show, I think it's time to end it!" the middle-aged man who attacked with a sword said.

"Hahahahahaha, you will die a painful death, young man!" the other man roared out, it seemed there was more to the attack than just a cut.

"That's enough." the young man walked towards Devon, who was on the ground. He looked at Devon with his blue eye, like he was scanning through him, then right after a deadly frown appeared on his face.

"Where the hell is the ball!" he waved his hand up and brought up Devon, who was on the ground. Devon's eyes were closed with his face as green as ever, the poison was working quickly.

The celestial ball was gone. The middle-aged men who were acting all high and mighty became quiet as they knew what was going to happen next wasn't going to be good.

The young man continued staring at Devon for a while, but each second that passed his face became more frightful, even the men who followed him were shivering.

"Let's go." after he said those words, he brought a needle out of his storage ring and stabbed it straight at Devon's chest. He then turned around and walked out of the room.

"…"

"Main Task completed: Steal the celestial ball in the Low tier members library floor.

Reward: Transformation skill and Level upgrade.

Devon's face began to regain its color back, even his hands which had turned black and peeled off and revealed a well-toned hand. He felt that his body had become lighter and fitter.

"Thanks, voice." he sighed mentally as he was prepared to get scolded by the voice.

"I did not do anything!"

Devon sneered, he thought the voice didn't want to show that it cared about him. The voice was trying to hide its soft side.

"Sigh… Contractor can absorb anything in the world that has to do with energy, I just showed contractor the way to absorb the poison."

Devon ignored the voice words, and he thought about all that just happened, and a tear dropped out from his eyes. He was just one step away from the death door. All his handwork would have been for anything.

What would he tell his mother when she asks him why he didn't avenge for her death.

"Sigh…anytime I decide to give the world a chance, they seem to....." He laid down on the ground with his eyes closed, his hands folded across his chest, and a smile appeared on his face.

*If only the world knew what was coming for them.