My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 820 A New Place

"Yes," I replied steadily while standing in front of her, locking gazes. "I'm paying attention."

She fought to calm her breaths, yet each one emerged ragged. Crimson liquid trickled from her chin as she pried her mouth open.

"I have to be sure… you won't end me," she murmured softly.

I regarded her for an extended moment, and my facial reaction conveyed it all.

"Is that naive thinking?" I inquired in a low tone.

My palm lifted and came to rest atop her skull.

The Abyss Core quivered.

Right away, I started absorbing her laws.

The process wasn't discreet. Symbolic shards ripped away from her form, emerging like luminous ribbons extracted from under her flesh. Every piece glowed momentarily before surging into my core, heading to the Dawn Core for integration and disassembly.

Her eyes bulged in utter astonishment as the sensation hit her. She thrashed wildly, attempting to trigger her wind and sound laws, yet the harder she fought back, the quicker the absorption sped up.

"What keeps you going right now," I stated serenely, "is the response I seek."

A bellow of agony burst from the stone Elemental while the fire tornado blazed even fiercer, yet my focus stayed fixed on her.

She kept on fighting, striving to call forth her domain and regain dominance over her primary law, but none of it worked right. Every effort just led to additional shards being yanked loose.

At last, her defiance shattered.

"My ring," she uttered faintly.

My eyes moved to the storage ring adorning her digit.

Continuing the absorption without pause, I gestured with my other hand and yanked the ring off her finger, drawing it across the space to land in my grasp. I examined its interior right away. Artifacts, papers, and various items filled it.

I brushed aside the rest. My focus zeroed in on a dark star-formed token positioned in the middle.

Her breaths had turned faint by the time she voiced again, her words scarcely coherent.

"The token," she croaked. "It unlocks the way… but you require all three. Every one of them."

I squinted my eyes a bit but held off on ending the law absorption for the moment.

"From your group?" I questioned composedly.

She managed a feeble nod.

"We each hold one… anchor key."

That sufficed.

I pulled my hand back from her head and ceased the Abyss Core's draw. The flow of symbolic shards halted suddenly, rendering her shaking and vacant-stared, her energy clearly weakened. She drooped suspended in the air, scarcely aware, yet breathing.

I directed my focus to the remaining pair.

By a simple command of intent, the fire tornado encircling the stone Elemental vanished in a flash. The scorching terrain solidified swiftly, encasing his partly melted body. I sent my senses straight into his form and pinpointed the storage ring lodged inside his fortified torso. Routinely, I extracted it via spatial control, ripping it through broken rock straight to my palm.

He bellowed in rage, though he couldn't put up a real fight in his condition.

Next, I moved to the lightning Elemental. She remained crouched in the pit, her cut-off arm gradually trying to rebuild through weak electric sparks. I advanced and plucked the ring from her hand before she could move, briefly constricting the spatial limits to block any meddling.

In mere moments, three storage rings rested in my possession.

I probed the second ring's contents, followed by the third. Each held comparable collections of functional goods. I disregarded the surplus and hunted solely for the familiar vibe I'd detected before.

Found them.

Three matching dark star-shaped tokens.

All pulsed with the identical subtle rhythm.

I twirled one in my fingers and delved my senses into its core makeup. Similar to the Feran gadgets in the store, these weren't simple transit devices. They served as anchored stabilizers meant to anchor and shape a spatial passage when positioned right.

Three spots.

Triangle setup.

I channeled a precise flow of Essence into the initial token.

It activated without delay.

Delicate patterns illuminated on its face, subtle symbols bursting into sight. I did the same for the next two tokens. Each one ignited, releasing a soft drone as their inner mechanisms synced.

I retreated a step and set them down on the fractured terrain in a triangular pattern.

As the final token met the earth, a wave of spatial warping exploded amid them. Space crumpled toward the triangle's heart, twisting and squeezing while the anchors connected. The surface shook as a round opening emerged, its borders wavering like dark liquid under strain.

Moments later, a firm portal settled between the trio of tokens. I glanced once more at the wounded Upper Transcendents.

"You should be grateful," I said evenly. "You are still alive."

With a nonchalant wave, I summoned back the three dark star-shaped tokens from the soil. The portal held firm despite the anchors rising, upheld by the bond now in place. I intensified my spatial grip on the three, immobilizing their forms entirely. Restrictive spatial loops encircled their arms and bodies, not squeezing, but guaranteeing that no spark of law could ignite.

The stone Elemental stared daggers at me amid cracked magma shells. The lightning woman's breaths came irregular, her missing arm partially regenerated. The Feran dangled slack, hardly aware following the incomplete stripping of her laws.

Silence from all. I advanced and entered the portal, hauling the trio along.

The shift happened immediately.

Yet the scene beyond wasn't as I'd foreseen.

I emerged onto vast terrain.

Lush greenery carpeted under my feet—dense, vibrant, thriving. A gentle wind swept over the meadow, bearing aromas of earth and far-off streams. Overhead, a clear azure sky stretched without clouds or haze. Twin moons gleamed in the daytime heavens, ghostly and constant against the endless blue.

For the briefest instant, I just lingered there.

Then responses stirred.

Nearby walkers halted in their tracks. Talks cut off sharply. Expressions swung my way in growing awareness, spotting not just my abrupt arrival but the restrained trio floating in my wake. The quiet endured only a second before a piercing siren wailed over the expanse.

Automated devices ascended from the soil in various spots, distant energy cannons. Their muzzles swiveled and targeted with mechanical precision until all aimed squarely at me.

I lifted my chin again, verifying the sight.

Dual moons. An air teeming with vitality. This place pulsed with life, no barren rock. I pushed my awareness further. And the detection caused my features to alter.

Phantoms.

Eternals.

And folks from our realm. Mingling on the paths. Laboring together. My countenance set in stunned realization. This defied all expectations.

Sirens kept wailing.

I held my position.