The Rise of the Algorithm King

Chapter 86

Elyon’s magical aura enveloped the room like a blanket, making everyone present shiver in utter fear. He lift his fingers up and snapped them, a snap that teleported them to a round large arena where the fight was to begin.

Snapping his fingers once more, Elyon separated himself and Storm from the others, putting them in the middle of the arena protected by a boxed purple force field wall.

“Great…protector!” Boothe stuttered, “please show mercy.”

“Mercy!” Elyon exclaimed. “You shall not speak unless spoken to, do you understand?!”

“As you wish great protector,” Boothe bowed, moving back a bit.

At that, Elyon turned to Storm with a serious look, but he was surprised when he saw the boy's face. It was covered with narrowed eye brows and a confident smirk. Storm was brimming with confidence and this amused Elyon.

“You sure are confident!” He said with a laugh afterwards. Then, positioning himself in an immovable stance, he commanded. “Come at me System bearer.”

‘Come at me?’ Stor