The Eternal Predicament

Benjamin froze at those words.

A bad feeling surged up in his heart. He instinctively struggled again, trying to move his limbs or cast magic. But the result was the same—he could do nothing. Even the Water Element Sensing Method seemed to have completely failed at that moment; he could not even smell the faintest trace of water elements.

Everything that belonged to him, aside from his thoughts, had come to a standstill. It was as though... someone had stripped time away from him, turning him into a tiny figure frozen inside an oil painting.

"What the hell is going on?" he hurriedly asked the system.

"I don't know either... I told you, why did you have to make such a huge mess?" the system said impatiently. "Void State didn't work either. I activated it the moment you were frozen, and it was completely useless."

...No way, right?

Benjamin stood there in a daze, half his heart turning cold.

The alarm the higher-dimensional creature had left in his subconscious finally stopped as well. Like an alarm clock that had rung for over an hour, it seemed to have given up and simply fell silent.

"Hand over that elemental creature. It does not belong in this world and must be destroyed," Bone Spirit continued, speaking in a commanding tone.

Benjamin came back to himself, barely recovering from the crushing disbelief. Listening to the other party's words, a sliver of hope suddenly ignited within him. He asked inwardly, "If I hand it over, will you let me go?"

But Bone Spirit said, "The one trapping you is the enraged Undead World, not me. There is nothing I can do about it."

"Then why the hell should I hand it over to you?"

"Because it should not exist in this world. That is