"You have acquired the Ice Pseudo Law." It now feels like a part of me, etched into one of the walls inside my cube—not in a fully legible way, but I can see it when I focus deeply.

Without wasting time, I try applying the pseudo law to my Unified Malleable Mana. I create a V1 sphere and attempt to push the pseudo law into the skill. Thanks to the guide, I have a bit of understanding.

I need to create a channel, just like I do when inserting Imra or when making the sphere rotate in version 4. The information in my head isn't enough—I need experience to use it fluidly.

"Better get some sleep and try again later." I spent the whole night awake deciding what to choose. I need to rest my brain before starting intense training.

After six hours of sleep, the first thing I do upon waking is eat, and then I dive straight into practicing how to insert the pseudo law into my skills with ease.

It's easy to do with Fortified Construction. That skill was created with the idea of putting Imra inside, so it's always had channels. Once I insert Imra and the pseudo law, the difference is clear—it feels stronger, tougher, more solid.

In my Frozen Core, I don't feel much change. It's already a powerful skill and any increase is barely noticeable. "Maybe it helps me better control emotions or pain..." I can't confirm that now, so I let it slide.

"Only one skill left to test." I activate Sharpness Control and try inserting the pseudo law into the edge created by my Imra. It's complicated at first and hasn't improved much even after hours of practice. I can do it, but the problem is time. It takes too long, and in combat, even seconds can be fatal.

I give up after another hour of practice. My gut tells me: it's possible, but too slow. I'm honestly tired of being stuck in this dungeon, so I'll only invest more time into this if absolutely necessary.

Today and tomorrow, I'll focus entirely on training the pseudo law with my spheres. Hours upon hours of practice until I can smoothly apply it to my V4 spheres. Let the intensive course begin.

Sleeping very little, training all day for two days straight yields results. I now feel comfortable creating a V3 sphere and adding the pseudo law. During training, I tried inserting my Imra at the same time—while it's possible, it's hard to manage multiple at once.

I can now control five V3 spheres and three V4s. They're no longer simple constructs of ice and electricity mana. Now, both contain my Imra and a pseudo law. Their power has skyrocketed—right now, a V3 sphere is nearly as strong as what my old V4 used to be, and the V4 now has remarkable offensive capacity. Those dense rocks would feel like paper to my current V4s.

The problem is I can only handle three of them comfortably. The fourth already starts taxing my mind. When I create six, my mind begins to falter and I get a nosebleed. I use Vital Synthesis to heal.

Time is no longer an issue—I can create three in under three seconds, and launch them in sets. Tomorrow, the hunt resumes.

Stalking the ogres from afar, I see their formation. Still absurdly large—what, over 50? The mage-type ogre remains at the center, scanning every direction, and several ogres at the edges carry those dense stones.

Should I try the V3 sphere first? It's as strong now as the old V4, should be enough to kill at least one in a tight formation.

I sneak closer. At about 25 meters, I prepare the attack and release it. Only one ogre reacts and manages to lift the stone—he blocks one sphere, which still hits his abdomen after impact. The other two strike two separate ogres. Three down in my first volley.

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Not only is the power stronger—the speed's improved too. Fantastic. As I silently celebrate, the mage forms massive rock spikes and launches them at my position. I dodge with a charge of Electrified Steps and relocate, but more spikes come flying.

This is what I was waiting for. I form gloves with Fortified Construction, embedding them with Imra and the pseudo law. It's risky, but I need to test my defense.

Two spikes collide with the gloves. The impact pushes me back a step, but the construction holds. Impressive! Rebuilding the defense takes barely any time.

While I'm focused on my gloves, admiring the results of my effort, I fail to notice several ogres charging at me with those massive stones. At five meters away, I use another charge to retreat, pull my swords from my bracelet, and begin forming V3 spheres.

The game is on—this time I go on the offensive. I move through the ogres, who are sluggish while hauling those rocks. Deep cuts begin appearing across their bodies. They can't match my speed or agility—they're just training dummies.

I detect another group heading toward me. This time, no stones. They're the strike team. I launch four V3 spheres; two are shattered by rock spikes, but the other two find their mark.

"I need to finish them before reinforcements arrive." I've heard those war cries before—last time, reinforcements showed up in minutes.

All my skills are running at full throttle. The strain is real—physical, mental, mana, and Imra. I need to keep moving, find the best spots to avoid getting trapped. Some spheres are intercepted by rocks or blocked by the ogre mage. I'm targeted by groups of four or more at times and must constantly dodge those annoying rock spells.

My body is entering a state of harmony. I haven't felt this kind of self-transcendence in a long time. The only issue is the exhaustion—I've got 10 or 15 minutes of this left before I burn out.

The ogres are falling one by one. My body's accumulating cuts. All the surviving orcs are injured—except one. That damned mage keeps retreating, still casting spikes, but less frequently now. He looks drained.

I shake off two ogres with a charge of my steps, then use my last charge to close in on the mage. It's my first time this close. I lunge at him with both swords, and just as I reach him, I sense reinforcements entering my Domain.

The mage is clearly exhausted—he can't keep up with my slashes. Minor wounds begin to show. "Give up, idiot." I don't know if he understands, but the words escape out of sheer frustration.

He stumbles backward. A hole opens in his defense—I slash off half his arm. It hits the ground with a dull thud. From elbow to hand, it's gone. He screams in pain, and just as I'm about to cut off his head, I feel something flying toward my back.

This projectile is insanely fast. I spin, raising my sword to block, forming a defensive construct on my forearm. I grip the sword with the hilt near my head, the blade shielding my forearm.

The impact sends me flying. I roll across the ground and spring up, stunned. I blocked with my Imra-enhanced sword, plus Fortified Construction V2—and I still got launched. I spot the source of the attack: that giant ogre from the other village, surrounded by 50 more, heading my way.

I spot the projectile as I ready Electrified Steps. That enormous sword isn't normal—I can feel a powerful Imra surrounding it and... a pseudo law. I'm shocked to realize this. I can't identify the type, but just being able to tell someone's using one is an unexpected advantage. At ten meters, my skill is ready.

I flip them off and flee, burning five charges in a row to gain distance. I retreat as far as possible and keep running. I'm drained in every conceivable way after such an intense battle.

Once I reach a cave, I heal the smaller wounds on my body with Vital Synthesis, then collapse on the ground. I can't help but punch the compacted earth. Frustration hits me hard—I was seconds away from killing one of their leaders. Just one more strike.

If their leader is as smart as a human, things will get harder. They'll start sending larger groups, or worse—the two leaders might go out hunting together. That would massively reduce my chances of taking one down.

I sit up, back against the wall, thinking of my next move. Should I train my pseudo law with Imra? Should I spend a few days on my death or gravity affinity? Or should I just keep chipping away at their numbers?

The questions flood my mind, keeping me awake. My brain refuses to rest without a plan. Wait! If both leaders go out hunting at once, the villages are left unguarded. I used to avoid attacking them because of the absurd number of ogres, but now I have a better chance of killing more in one go. Even if the risk of getting surrounded is higher.

"I'll try that tomorrow." If I can take down over 50 ogres before escaping, it's worth it. I'll drain their numbers and force them to change their tactics. If that fails, I'll begin training my death and gravity affinities. With that resolution and a mind set on what's to come, I lie down to rest my body and clear my head.

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