Chapter 2: You Are No Longer in Any Danger
After Ron uttered those words, the panel in his line of sight began frantically displaying certain data. When the data stopped scrolling, the system was reactivated.
【Welcome to the system, traveller. Most functions have been activated.】
【To ensure the survival rate of the traveller in the different world, the system provides a one-time protective measure, which will be triggered when you are close to death.】
But when the system activated on this side, the individuals near the execution platform were already filled with fear.
“Madman! Heretic! Quick! Lower the blade and take down this guy!!” The judge exclaimed, shocked and enraged. “His words will invite divine punishment! We can’t let him survive!!”
As the words echoed, the blade above descended, and the grating sound of the guillotine against the beheading platform’s frame suddenly resounded. Following the sound, Ron heard the system’s voice in his mind.
【Detecting that you are about to die, the system will take over your body and take necessary measures to increase your survival chances.】
【During this process, the traveller is advised to remain calm and not panic excessively.】
At the moment the system voice abruptly ceased, the guillotine dropped onto Ron’s neck. However, the anticipated image of a severed head didn’t materialise because the guillotine became lodged in his neck, unable to advance. Moreover, a second later, the guillotine shattered on the ground as if hitting something hard.
The man witnessing this staggered backwards, exclaiming, “What… What happened!? What did this blasphemer do!?”
He had never seen the guillotine break during an execution before. Today was a first. No wonder the accused dared to shout such blasphemous words. Vandal, the main god who forged the Ring of Truth in this world, was not someone ordinary people would speak against.
“Is this guy’s neck made of iron?” He exclaimed in fear, retreating against a pillar.
“Quick, someone! Come and kill this blasphemous defier of the gods!” The judge clung to the pillar, hiding behind it.
He hadn’t heard from the senator that the one to be executed this time was such a tough character.
In his panic, a “click” sound rang out.
Ron climbed up from the guillotine. The handcuffs on his hands were broken free, and he was wearing a different, indifferent expression.
Ron’s eyes were covered in deep blue, and faint thunderous sounds emanated from his bones.
The only good news was that Ron currently had no weapons in his hands. Ron was now unarmed, and our side had also investigated him. We know he’s not a formidable character. No need to worry. As long as more people come, they could subdue Ron.
Just now, the guy suddenly shattered the guillotine. He must have used some trick.
How could this sturdy guillotine crumble like a piece of junk?
“Capture him! Someone, hurry!” The judge continued to shout.
The nearest jailer drew a knife, “Seize this guy!”
But Ron punched his armour, causing it to dent, and effortlessly snatched the knife away. The jailer immediately vomited blood, eyes filled with confusion. He was wearing a suit of armour. How could he be so fragile?
Ron backhandedly slapped him down, putting an end to his confusion. He walked towards the fallen judge, holding the knife he had just taken.
“Wait!! Hold on! Spare me!” The judge screamed, “What do you want!? I can give you anything! By the way, the senator ordered me to capture you! The senator!”
Unfortunately, Ron didn’t respond. He simply raised the knife and skillfully slit the judge’s throat. The movement seemed meticulously practised, precise, and swift. A long knife was wielded with the finesse of a dagger.
“Gah…” The judge clutched his bleeding throat, never comprehending what had transpired until his death.
The guillotine had fallen, and yet the condemned not only survived but also retaliated. Such an absurd occurrence was beyond his foresight.
“Save me…” Instinctively seeking survival, he cried for help, but even the discerning could see that his time was running out.
Meanwhile, Ron, now armed with the knife, had already approached the next person.
【To increase the survival probability of the traveller, now begins the cleanup of the scene.】
One quarter of an hour later. Ron stood in the centre of the execution ground. On the tip of the knife in his hand, blood still dripped one drop at a time. Besides him, there was no living person in the scene. After all, he had killed everyone.
【Your life is no longer in danger. This takeover is officially ending.】
With the sound of this voice, Ron regained control of his body, and cold sweat dripped from his chin. Of course, he was in no danger now. Everything around him, even the flies, had been killed. What danger could there be?
【The system noticed that you immediately used the one-time protective measure after matching. Please enhance your strength as soon as possible and avoid relying too much on this system.】
【Reiterating, this system is committed to making the traveller the strongest entity on Earth. Relying solely on the system will not make you stronger.】
Without waiting for Ron to answer, a sweet sensation hit his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The knife in his hand clattered to the ground, and a wave of weakness surged through him. The hand that had struck the armour moments ago felt like it was about to split from the pain.
When he fell to the ground, he discovered it wasn’t as painful as he had imagined. Ron carefully examined the ground beneath him and saw a puddle of black sludge wriggling. It seemed that it had cushioned his fall.
【Hello, traveller. The system has detected the presence of a magic outburst of the original source near you.】
【It is recommended that you extract the magic overflow from the original source; this will also contribute to the system’s upgrade.】
“What benefit does it have for me?” Ron spoke, realising that his voice had become a bit hoarse.
【Answer: currently, there are no immediate benefits, but in the future, it can offer you tremendous assistance.】
The system’s words sounded like it was offering him a big reward.
Ron couldn’t help but sigh, “How do I extract it?”
【Use any weapon to pierce the interior of the original source.】
After a moment of silence, he looked regretfully at the slime that resembled black mud. It had just cushioned his fall, and now he was about to stab it with a knife.
Ron picked up the recently dropped knife and stabbed it into the puddle of black sludge. Visible magic flowed into his body along the knife. However, Ron didn’t feel like anything extra had been added. The magic that entered his body disappeared without a trace the moment it flowed in.
At the same time, the puddle of black sludge began to boil as if a monster could emerge from it at any moment.
Devi descended as a system