Chapter 105: Mocking Himself

Chapter 105: Mocking Himself

The instant Klein’s “sincere” smile appeared, one silver crack after another suddenly split open across the face of the Spectator Saint that had separated from Enuni. They crisscrossed in a chaotic mesh, disorderly and jagged.

Klein seized the opportunity. With the silver-white rapier condensed by his Silver Knight marionette, he launched a surprise strike at his opponent.

Razor-sharp light erupted, tearing that figure into countless pieces.

Yet those pieces were all strangely illusory, lacking any true substance.

The Spectator Saint had used Psychological Invisibility to create an illusion, concealing his true body!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Streak after streak of silver-white sharpness either shot at high speed toward the Spectator Saint split from Enuni, or leapt out directly from the target’s location, bursting from within.

Relying on the speed and agility granted by his powerful fleshly body, the Spectator Saint kept changing positions and dodging again and again, avoiding all injury.

Because he possessed precise control over his own mind and spirit, Klein’s danger intuition could not form an image in his mind. This made it difficult for him to predict the other party’s movements and have the silver-white rapiers waiting in advance at the places he was about to appear.

Thud, thud, thud!

The enormous knight covered in solid silver armor charged at the target with a greatsword in hand, as if he could smash through a mountain.

Due to the existence of the Domain of No Darkness, Klein’s Silver Knight marionette could not Borrow Light to Conceal himself. He could only launch a direct assault.

Seeing this, the Spectator Saint’s body abruptly swelled, transforming into a ferocious dragon with grayish-white scales, a mantle of shadow, and a divinity that stood out in chilling clarity.

The dragon’s body was enormous, its gray scales sturdy, its claws powerful. It forcibly blocked the Silver Knight’s slash.

Amid thunderous collisions, giant and dragon fought until the bricks and stones of the ancient god’s divine kingdom shattered, palaces collapsed, and the entire area became a ruinous mess.

Klein maintained his exaggerated smile and controlled his marionette with full concentration, apparently ignoring the “shadow.”

No—he did make certain interferences.

He controlled the Spirit Body Threads of himself, his marionette, the City of Silver’s Chief, Lovia, and Little Sun, preventing the “shadow” from gaining control of any of them. From time to time, he also extended his hand and summoned the historical projections that the “shadow” was attempting to summon, causing both sides’ efforts to cancel each other out.

Aside from that, Klein did not so much as glance at the “shadow.”

After wandering for a while, the shadow had no choice but to open its mouth and make a “bang” sound.

An air cannonball shot out, striking Klein’s Silver Knight marionette and exploding with violent force.

Amid the rumbling detonation, the marionette merely swayed slightly before recovering. Not even a crack appeared on the silver full-body armor he wore.

“Haha.” Seeing this, Klein laughed aloud, giving the impression that he was about to bend over from amusement.

As himself, how could he not know how weak his own attacks and defenses were?

When the two core abilities—manipulating Spirit Body Threads and summoning projections from the fog of history—could not take effect, the marionette-less “shadow” could only watch from the sidelines in a battle between demigods. Whether it was Air Cannon, Flaming Jump, creating illusions, or the Clown’s combat skills, all of them were no more than embellishments or support.

Similarly, Klein had not attacked the “shadow” because he knew all too well how disgusting abilities such as Paper Figurine Substitute, Flaming Jump, Damage Transfer, and illusion creation could be. He understood that there was no way he could quickly deal with the other party. Better to let him stand there as an audience member; after all, he could not influence the overall battle.

Hearing that laughter full of mockery, the pitch-black “shadow” froze briefly. Then it pounced forward, closing in on Klein and launching an attack at him.

On the other side, the moment Enuni’s main body descended before the three demigods from the City of Silver, Colin Iliad quickly glanced at Derrick, then withdrew his gaze. He crossed his two swords into the shape of a cross and blocked forward.

As he moved, the Chief of the City of Silver’s clothes were torn apart by rapidly swelling muscles.

In the blink of an eye, Colin Iliad transformed into a nearly six-meter-tall giant. His skin was gray-blue, his muscles bluish-black, layered and sharply defined.

On his forehead was a deep, dark slit that seemed capable of drawing in the souls around him, and his two eyes were already gone.

Every inch of this giant’s skin and every piece of his flesh contained majestic power, inexhaustible mystery, and strange spiritual influence. Every witness inevitably felt their mind sting and their emotions grow violent, wanting to destroy everything—including themselves.

Within the Domain of No Darkness, Colin Iliad did not need to worry that the divine kingdom’s suppression would make him unable to control his incomplete Mythical Creature form, thus causing him to lose control completely.

The invisible barrier around him immediately shrank inward, turning into a viscous silver stream like molten metal. It covered his entire body and solidified into armor that seemed impossible to shake.

At that moment, the shadows on Enuni’s surface condensed into substance, transforming him as well into a several-meter-tall “giant” clad in black full-body armor and holding a deep-black greatsword.

Black Knight!

Clang!

The deep-black greatsword chopped down vertically, only to be held in midair by two straight swords formed from dawnlight.

The shadow beneath Enuni’s feet and the illusory black wings behind him stretched forward, trying to wrap around Colin Iliad.

Almost at the same time, a Storm of Light formed from shards of dawn rose around Colin and swept forward.

That storm, filled with pure fragments, devoured Enuni’s shadow, but it was blocked by his illusory black wings.

Clang, clang, clang! Bang, bang, bang!

Colin Iliad, transformed into a Silver Knight, and Enuni, transformed into a Black Knight, clashed fiercely, causing light and shadow to rise and vanish, and towers to snap and fall.

After receiving the Chief’s signal, Derrick had already rushed out with Thunder God’s Roar in hand, charging straight at the Sun Saint.

Amid the howl of the wind, he swung that deep-blue giant hammer wreathed in lightning, behaving more like a Sailor of the Storm pathway than a Beyonder of the Sun domain.

The Sun Saint had not expected the Unshadowed One opposite him to be so reckless as to choose close combat. For a moment, he failed to react and could only dodge aside by instinct.

With a crack, silver-white sharpness erupted where he was about to step, swiftly engulfing him and tearing at his body.

The Silver Knight evil spirit shepherded by Lovia had also launched an attack against the Sun Saint.

A tidal wave of golden light suddenly surged out from within the Sun Saint, dissolving those silver-white rays and condensing into a layer of armor formed from light and an enormous mace.

Bang!

The mace blocked Thunder God’s Roar, sending electric serpents and specks of light splashing in all directions.

At the same time, ring after ring of warm radiance spread outward from the Sun Saint’s body. The Silver Knight evil spirit struck by it immediately turned translucent, as though evaporating. Lovia, in black armor, paled, the sense of degeneration around her rapidly fading. Klein’s Silver Knight marionette was also suppressed, weakened quite a bit.

Purification!

This was the Unshadowed One’s core ability, one that greatly restrained undead, degenerates, and the corrupted.

Facing Purification, Lovia could only recall the Silver Knight evil spirit and stop shepherding it outward. She merely used the corresponding Beyonder powers, easing her own weakness through this.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Streak after streak of silver-white sharpness either “blinked” into existence or flew at high speed, forcing the Sun Saint to defend himself with both blocks and evasions.

Derrick took one look and no longer swung Thunder God’s Roar. Nor did he continue entangling the Sun Saint. Instead, he took a few steps back and cast his gaze toward the battlefield where the deep-black greatsword and the two dawn blades were colliding again and again—toward the contest of light and shadow between Colin Iliad and Enuni.

His expression suddenly became solemn. He half-spread his arms, as if embracing a god’s gift.

The Domain of No Darkness immediately became even brighter, as though sunlight had pierced the barrier and shone in.

Then a pure sphere of light wreathed in countless sacred flames descended from nowhere, enveloping Colin Iliad and Enuni without regard for ally or enemy.

Solar Flare!

The Solar Flare of an Unshadowed One!

This was the divine spell Klein had once used to kill Megose and the child in her belly. It could deal devastating damage to creatures of the corrupted, degenerate, and undead domains, and could even destroy them outright.

Within the sphere of light wreathed in sacred flames, the illusory black wings behind Enuni steamed with a faint mist. The black armor covering his body partly melted and partly cracked. The aura of degeneration dispersing from him was instantly ignited.

Colin Iliad also endured the damage. The silver full-body armor on his body turned into flowing metallic liquid.

Derrick paid no attention to this. He used Solar Flare again, once more enveloping Enuni and Colin Iliad together.

He believed that compared with an enemy of the domains of degeneration and filth, the Chief of the Warrior pathway would suffer much less damage under Solar Flare and could withstand it for far longer.

Once the main enemy was dealt with, they could ask Mr. World to summon the Staff of Life and heal the Chief.

This was the fastest way to resolve Enuni.

This was not a plan Derrick had thought of himself, nor was it one Klein had devised. It had been proposed by Colin Iliad himself.

When they had discussed things outside the gate earlier, Klein had merely introduced the possible abilities of Enuni and the “shadow.” He had not provided any plan, leaving command to the City of Silver’s Chief.

That was because he knew the “shadow” understood him extremely well. Whatever Klein could think of, the other could think of as well. If they followed Klein’s own train of thought, they would be easily countered. Therefore, trusting an experienced former Demon Hunter was the best choice in the current situation.

Colin Iliad had not declined the responsibility. He set the primary target as Enuni, who had been contaminated by the Dark Angel, and built a plan around trading injury for victory.

He did not fear taking damage. He only feared having no such opportunity.

The sphere of light surrounded by countless sacred flames descended in splendor, illuminating the surrounding area. Klein’s “shadow” dimmed further, while Enuni’s illusory black wings grew fainter and fainter, almost becoming illusions.

At that moment, one pair of illusory black wings suddenly detached from Enuni and transformed into a deep, dark “sea.”