Astral Plane, the realm of mind and magic.

Well-developed muscles are useless in the Silver Void...... Only the heart and will are the true power that can dominate.

As gods, thoughts and feelings are condensed into huge masses, which are indescribably powerful beings in this plane, and mortal minds become those never-ending astral sands and the winds that drive them...... And God's mind is more than just a storm

The light and shadow suddenly pierced the sky, and then every qiē was rendered in this light...... The huge stamping instantly swept all the qiē, turning half of the entire space into a billowing silver storm! The silver smoke and dust were torn into strange and impermanent shapes by the chaotic air current, dancing wildly!

But at the end of the sky, in the center of the landing point of the thunder light, there was a raised circle...... A faint luster, drawing a hemispherical magic shield in a radius of dozens of feet in the air, completely covering the original position of the three people, the glowing luster was like a layer of misty blisters, but even if it seemed weak, it was so calm in its protection, and even the chaotic astral dust did not waver at all!

"What impatience...... I thought it would give us a little more time. ”

The voice of the telemancer spread through the space, through the thin sound of shattering—the protection of water exploded into countless fragments in this sound, but when the fragments turned into a rain of light and disappeared, only a red luster dissipated where it had been enveloped.

"This damn platter, you're using a lady as bait! What a bastard you ......"

The devil princess's curses were sharp and vicious, but in an instant, she had already used her speed to the extreme. Even out of the human form, like a red light and shadow shuttling through the thunder and lightning......

Crimson light is light, and blue-blue electric light is also light. The speed should have been the same, but just for this moment, the red light of the Devil Princess's incarnation had almost been chased into a corner—the speed was the same, but the total amount of energy was too far apart, and when the fine thunder and lightning stretched out in space like a bush, the flame like a red silk must have been restricted from flowing space. There was a flash of lightning. Flash again, to be able to provide a route for the flame to flow. As long as the blue light flickered again, Glesia would have to rely on her own energy to dissolve the lightning of divine power.

However, the cobweb-like blue-purple glow. It only lasted for a sparkle before it dissipated.

The space of the astral plane had once again fallen silent, and even though the flaming red light had regained its form of gasping Glesia, there was no more thunder light that crossed the void again.

But the princess of the devil raised her head. There was no joy in the red eyes for the rest of the catastrophe - the attack was stalled. Of course, it's not that the opponent can't sustain, and it's not about mercy...... The only reason is that with the clone of Graesia, that little bit of evil power, it is impossible to shake the current situation. And the opponent who really controls a qiē and needs to be attacked is no longer by the side of the devil princess.

No one knew he was there—not even the current owner of the space, Azus.

This is the realm of the gods of Azus. Every rule in the space should be made by Him...... The strength of the energy. The direction of gravity, and even the nature of existence, is one of the rules given to the plane by the whole world...... This rule defines and restricts the war between gods, so even a higher god cannot win without cost when he invades the realm of a lower god.

However, this qiē seemed meaningless to the man—for he did not simply disappear...... Rather, it's quite the opposite.

The entire space churning fog seemed to be mixed with the black shadow, flickering and flickering, flickering east and west...... Occasionally, a trail appears behind a swirling cloud of stardust, but when viewed closely, it is nothing more than a shadow of undulating mist. However, in the center of that distant darkness, a qiē was far away from the original quiet, and the flickering shadows flowed like a river, and the chaotic energy gathered and surged like a dragon, rolling out the form of countless hideous demon beasts in the edge of the huge dark clouds.

But this qiē is nothing but illusory, and there is no zài half of the truth.

Azus knew he was there, but couldn't be sure where he was...... Naturally, the attack loses its meaning. Because that person's strength has a special ability, if he only pursues the range and reduces the power of the attack, it will be a waste of energy for him, and even become food, in addition, it will also create unnecessary gaps, if he is quietly approached to a certain distance, even in the heyday of Azus's power, he may not necessarily have an advantage......

No, it should be said that once he gets close, then Azus, as a god, will not have half a chance of winning! The only outcome is that he absorbs all the divine power, and in the end, only the shriveled god rule is left, and then it is sent to Asmodeirs...... And the former mage god can only die in this way, leaving no trace of it......

So, Azus chose to wait.

There is only waiting.

Waiting is advantageous for him...... Because there is nothing that can deceive his feelings all the time, wandering in his divine realm like that. As long as the energy consumption reaches a critical point, then it is natural to seize the opportunities that arise from the opponent's fatigue. And that human power is now impossible to cause powerful damage to his divine domain, as long as he gives up moving and starts attacking, the mage god is sure to use his strongest strength to destroy him in an instant, and will never give him the slightest opportunity to absorb divine power.

So, time passed in this silence, minute by minute.

Glesia's body slowly retreated, her speed was almost negligible in this seemingly infinite expanse of space, and the devil's princess looked at the space with a solemn face, and those mist made of silver star sand were slowly rolling up, pulled by those black figures, attracting each other to approach...... Craft a giant tornado!

The silver dust that permeated the entire space was so grand and beautiful, but Glesia subconsciously bit her lower lip - although she couldn't see it. But her understanding of power made her clear about the nature of the tornado.

It was a testament to the fact that the human was moving faster, but it was also a sign that his range of movement was constantly being limited, and it was limiting him. It is the all-pervasive divine will of the gods of magic all over this space......

There was a soft thud

Several black rays of light condensed into a single point in an instant, and it was the body of a human at rest.

The stillness was so short that it wasn't even a pause, but it was slow, making it a little clearer than the vague state he had before...... However, for the battlefield of the gods, such a time lag. Enough is enough.

"Stupid mortals, you don't understand that you're the enemy of this world!"

"Oh, that's terrible. But I don't know when the god of magic changed his name to 'World'?......"

The rumbling vibrations turned into a roaring roar inside the listener's body, while another voice permeated the mind with mockery. A terrible double tremor for which even the devil incarnate trembled. And the ensuing storm swallowed up this qiē and silence together.

The innocent light swept and raged, reflecting the vision, but the lightning-like existence was not a simple light and shadow - just like a crystal tree emitting a white glow stretched out its leafless crown, and each branch tore the silver starlight in that space, like a crushed crystal!

That's the nature of the astral plane—this silvery void will make the power of the mind strong enough to come true, so here it is. Magic, certain unknowable energy gatherings will also become visible. It's like that psychic shock spell, 'Nibo's Gentle Reminder', would be a real whip...... The beams of spirit will turn into spears and swords, and the armor of energy will become like steel and gold......

"Got you!"

Azus's voice shook people's hearts at this time. The tone was weak, but it couldn't hide that the whole space was trembling slightly for the joy in his heart...... And as he spoke, the luster of the magic stretched out from all directions like a blade, constructing countless sharp and slender blades, and in an instant, a black figure was pulled out of the void. Extremely sharp and piercing sounds, and countless sparks of metal grinding against each other. Just erupted from around the black figure!

Between the heavy gray mist and the electric fire, the figure continued to fly back in space...... However, no matter how he escaped, the blades of the magic were all around him! A gorgeous golden mandala flower seemed to bloom in the space, and countless petals flew outward like colorful butterflies, and were extremely gorgeous in the layers of silver mist.

But it was a flower of death.

Time in the entire space seems to slow down in an instant.

Grasia's eyes widened, and the pupils reflected the bewitching blade flower, the black stamen was the black robe of the human, and the blades of different shapes were all around, endlessly twisting and shattering the invisible defenses around the human's body, the spurting sparks reflected the shadow in the man's hood, and also reflected his face distorted by fear, his eyes were also bursting with brilliance, but the barely gathered spiritual energy could only increase the thickness of the shield around him in vain, but in the repeated wear and tear of the blade's advance layer by layer, this increase was completely incomparable to the consumption！

Want to help him?

How can I help?

Many questions flashed through the devil princess's mind, but she couldn't find any feasible answers, so time passed coldly...... After a moment of breathing, the blade finally completed its mission, letting the grinding sound take on a damp, disgusting sound.

Bright red blood splattered like a mist, mixing with the gray mist in the air around them......

And the whole space was silent.

"It's ...... Fake, right?"

The silver star was slowly trembling and stirring, and the ripples of the ring fluctuated in the calm space, and soon they had spread all around. Feeling the spiritual shock that gradually filled the space, the irrepressible joy that belonged to Azus, Glesia suddenly felt something in her body pull out...... Her eyes widened a little weakly, allowing herself to be suspended in the space, looking at the blood mist that was slowly scattered in the space, she seemed to think a lot, but it seemed to be all blank......

That's like...... It's really not a hallucination, and it's not fake......

Failed.

There is no point in struggling. At the center of the realm of this mage god. Their own meager strength simply can't do anything...... Even if you want to reshape a body for that person, you will not be able to do it because of the hindrance of the mage god. And that Blazing Sky Divine Servant, she doesn't seem to have that kind of power. Unless this place has left the realm of Azus.

Will that human leave a clone or something? Or will. There seem to be several similar powers in the psychics, but Azus is not one of those stupid mortals, how could he let the soul of that enemy escape?

The devil's princess gave up thinking, and she watched as the divine power in front of her was condensing and condensing into a ring. The murder weapon, with its countless intertwined claws, was like the tooth-strewn throat of a worm in the depths, and Glesia simply closed her eyes. Anyway, she knew very well that the next moment the polymer of this divine power would consume the energy of her doppelganger, and then her consciousness would reunite into the red copper castle, feeling the pain of death.

Although the loss is only a doppelganger. But it's been years since I've faced such a failure, right? It all seems strange - although it's not the failure itself...... Because I was only a few days ago. I have experienced a series of failures, but this time the failure is very different.

Because my heart is full of expectations for success, the taste of failure is particularly unbearable...... And the funny thing is that this expectation and the previous failure seem to be left to him by that person.

Really ridiculous, right?

The corners of Glesia's pursed lips slowly curved into an arc.

In the long life of the devil, he will meet countless souls, but most of them are impossible for them to remember...... Only a unique soul. will occupy a period of their lives, but only for a while, no matter how sharp the stimulus. No matter how good the memories are, what a painful experience, in the end, time will gradually erase the traces left in the memory.

This person will probably stay in his memory for a long time, right?

At that moment, she thought.

Then, she suddenly realized that she might remember that person more deeply.

Because in that imagination, the sharp teeth of divine power did not seem to have descended in front of him...... But a voice burrowed into her head, with a contrived exclamation and hateful mockery, and an extraordinarily harsh smugness.

"Oh...... What a failure...... Even she guessed it was fake. ”

The qi qi in his sight was distorting and changing, the mass of divine power with countless blade-like teeth was gathered in a pale hand like sticky grease, and the five-fingered palm stretched out from under a robe as black as a shadow, so that Glesia's gaze couldn't help but rise along it, and then he saw the pale and thin lips under the hood purse into a strange arc, and the sharp bridge of the nose, and the pair of silver pupils, combined into a disgusting smile as if he had seen a good show directed and performed by himself.

This damn ...... Baroy!

Glesia heard the screeching of her teeth rubbing against her.

How did he manage to escape from the gods? Is it a clone, but how could a doppelganger create that blood-splattering reality?

After a little blankness, my mind was again drawn to the strange and incomprehensible battle situation, and that question naturally came to mind...... Then, the answer to this question soon appeared in front of Glesia's eyes, and her beautiful pupils involuntarily dilated several times.

Reflected in the pupils of those eyes were countless identical black shadows.

Countless of them, occupying almost every corner of the silver astral space in their field of vision, they gathered sparsely or densely, standing in different postures, from the front to the farthest end of the field of vision, the shadows of the black robe seemed to completely pull the silver star into the darkness.

"Illusion?"

The surprised voice of the mage god seemed to give a standard answer-

Everyone, the pitch-black robe, the pale face, and even the smile on the corner of the mouth, are not the slightest different from the one in memory...... But it is impossible for a person to be innumerable in an instant, even the person in front of him. So of course, this is something that can only be explained by illusion.

If in the space of the astral plane, strong enough psychic energy can manifest...... Then the perceptual illusion of the psychic ability will also turn into a real reality!

But how is this possible?

Grathia almost screamed for a moment.

If it is an illusion, it can indeed create a scene in front of him, but this scene will surprise Azus, which means that Azus is also confused by this illusion!

However, the condition for the success of the illusion is to convince the deluded being that the illusion is 'real'.

Illusion is the direct embodiment of the will, and the effect of adding one's own will above the will of the other party can produce an effect, and it is a direct collision of the souls of both sides...... That also means that the soul power of the mortal named Edward has surpassed Azus.

Even if it's just for a moment.

The thunder rumbled, tumbling into fine markings in the dark sky, showing off its fleeting splendor and smashing all illusions into pieces! But the result was deeply engraved in the will of Azus! (To be continued......