Ibro didn't bother with what the system felt, as he stayed motionless waiting for this gate to disappear. In a few minutes, he was relentlessly attacked by demons without a pause, but he stood firmly in his place facing all of them.
For Ibro, these low level demons were like ants, he could easily kill hundreds of thousands or even millions by just one strike.
'The gate is ready to be moved, are you sure of this?'
'Why are you hesitating? Move it and let's go for the next one.'
'…'
The system then moved the gate to reappear into his pocket space. Ibro didn't stop at his place, as he started to move towards the second gate, then the third one… he kept hunting gates one by one till he took them all.
During this, he killed countless demons and absorbed their energy, which helped in treating his damaged soul sea and pocket space.
