Seeing the young man in black so at ease among his subordinates, the boss became even more irritated. But instead of yelling for more people to come after him, he decided to do the job himself.
Concluding that there was no point in sending anyone else if they were just going to freeze like the idiots from before.
Gathering his magic power again and sending it to the double-bladed axe, he immediately sent a flying cut at the young man. Not to kill him, but to surprise him by cutting off one of his arms.
'Even with only one arm, he'll still be worth a lot of money just with his face.'
The attack might seem illogical, and quite stupid to do, but the boss had a good reason for doing it. The fact that the young man was very entertained with whatever he was doing with his lackey suspended in the air.
However, moments before the cut hit him at an angle that he would have no way of defending himself, the cut was simply stopped in the air, a few centimeters from the young man.
The boss had put enough power into that cut to be able to break a huge boulder, to the point that not even a common steel shield could stop the cut, and it was still stopped that easily??!!
And the worst part is that even now, neither the boss nor anyone else could feel a single fluctuation of mana. Which meant only one thing to them.
The young man was much stronger than any of them.
Just as the Weasel had already imagined before.
'Hunh, it's not exactly an agglomeration of atoms using a telekinetic wave, it's more like a sonic wave, which doesn't simply cut through the air, but also agglomerates some hydrogen, oxygen and nitrogen molecules. Traveling almost at Mach 1, but still not at the same level.'
Helion calmly analyzed the cut suspended in front of him. Something interesting but not very, a cut of this type could be made by any "human" who had further improved his brain and released telekinetic capabilities.
Helion himself could do this after months after arriving in his second world, the only interesting point in the cut that the boss had made was the fact that he didn't have any telekinesis help but purely physical strength reinforced by magical energy.
But this made Helion question himself, his body had already surpassed any kind of biological limit several millennia ago. As such, he did some tests on himself to check his own limits.
Doing things like, with a jump, surpassing kilometers and even gliding for a few seconds is possible, but flying using muscle contraction like Superman?
That's a bit too much.
Helion was trapped in a recovery chamber for 1 year after having shattered his joints, lacerated his muscles and veins, and nearly crushed the bones in his legs and arms.
He had also experimented with combining physical strength with telekinesis, but had practically forgotten the results.
Until now, at least.
Remembering how these results had been and the apparent functioning of the cut that the bandit leader had launched, Helion concentrated a sphere of telekinetic energy on the tip of his raised ring finger and quickly lowered it.
The result was seen half a second later. All the ground between Helion and the leader disappeared, as well as 100 meters behind the leader.
"AAAHHHHAAAAAAAAA AAAAHHHHH"
"Hmm, that was a little better."
' But, hmm....? This had never happened before during the tests. Something about how this world is structured? But Ajar had assured that the structure would be the same as that of his Earth, so…'
Once again, Helion was partially lost in thought while another part of his mind continued with some experiments in front of everyone.
Everyone there was frozen, bandits, knights, servants who had the misfortune of participating in this caravan. All of them were frozen in front of what the young man in black was doing.
All saw the two bandits writhing, and from time to time some could swear that their bodies were momentarily opened only to be closed soon after. This added to the fear of the strangeness that both their appearance and the enormous strength demonstrated prevented them from doing anything other than breathing.
The fact that he suddenly stopped with his hand on his chin while the bandids struggled, did not alleviate their fears at all.
Weasel, seeing the boss on the ground and the gash that had opened a mini chasm in the clearing, did not know whether to try his luck by running, kneeling and begging for forgiveness or staying quiet and praying to the twin goddesses for the young man to do whatever he wanted and leave him alone.
"Aaaahhh, it's no use, I don't have enough data for a conclusive answer."
The young man said, looking up and scanning everyone there. It was the same look a child would give when he saw a mountain of new toys, which of course made everyone break out in a cold sweat.
"Good thing, I still have to finish the general check of species."
He disappeared from where he was, but no one was relieved.
"So, Mr. "Weasel", right, could you help me?"
The young man said, making the weasel turn around without touching him.
Yeah, he should have tried to run.