The brave Simmel wants to resign

(But—why not give it a try!)

Even without anticipating the effects of Simmel's purification spell, Zhenren had wondered if the opponent might launch a full-scale attack at this moment.

He was willing to risk his life for this conjecture!

It's a disadvantageous situation anyway!

How can you possibly win if you don't gamble?!

Is it auspicious or inauspicious? Give it a try!

With such 'passionate' thoughts, the real person, in the instant of death—unleashed a black flash.

The full-force punch, infused with magical power and amplified by Black Flash, finally deflected Simmel's slash.

Even if this slash was in [Monk] mode and penetrated the 'Simple Domain'.

The damage a real person would suffer from taking this slash head-on is no different from the damage a normal cursed spirit would suffer from being sliced ​​open from the fist.

but.

[Not fatal]

Not only did he escape a fatal wound, but more importantly...

[The Awakening of the True Soul]

Cursed power surged wildly!!!

The real person and Simmel faced off in a space of less than half a meter, but suddenly, a large area of ​​pale white fleshy tumors enveloped the real person's body!

Simmel frowned and swung his sword.

The dense mesh of blades instantly sliced ​​into thousands of pieces of meat.

But still, it's impossible to reach the 'core'.

The volume of the soul is compressed, and most of the physical body is discarded as useless magical power.

It swells during distortion, then suddenly contracts violently.

Remodeling, stripping away.

It's practically like a boss's second phase cutscene where they become immune to any stun effects.

at last.

The churning flesh on the body surface receded, replaced by a pale, angular, hardened body.

"Happy birthday~ Is that how you should say it?"

The grotesque mask took shape amidst the distortion, with sharp, spike-like blades sprouting from the elbows, exuding a chilling and murderous aura. The real person raised their arm to cover their face, their smile fanatical.

[Killing indiscriminately will result in the possession of spirits]

Having abandoned the ability to transform the physical body, this represents the upper limit that the Cursed Spirit True Person can reach.

His physical strength and muscle power have been enhanced to an unprecedented degree. At this moment, he can be described as a being from a higher dimension!

More importantly, right now—this is the realm of real people!

The amplification effect of the technique! The euphoric state after unleashing Black Flash!

"Come!! Simmel!!"

At this moment, the real person is exerting 200% of their maximum strength!

"The time for us to fight each other has come!!"

So he took the initiative and launched a preemptive attack!

boom!!!

The Exploding Shadow darted through the pitch-black realm, shattering matter into a series of explosions. Simmel's blade was angled as she parried the attack.

Scandium!

The blade collided head-on with the real person's exoskeleton, the force of which made Simmel glance to the side.

Before he could even think about his next move, the real person jumped into the air.

Draw your elbows back, lift your chest, and simultaneously expand your biceps and triceps!

The swirling storm raged and danced, with endless attacks surrounding us from all sides!

Simmel dodged and thought at the same time.

【field】

Within this realm imbued with the power of non-action, Simmel's [monks] purification techniques and the [realm] are engaged in a continuous tug-of-war.

[The Transformation of Non-Action] It is impossible to touch Simmel's soul, but the arms within those domains possess mass, and therefore can influence Simmel's movement on a physical level.

Pushing off the ground with both feet and using the power of the waist to propel the torso away from the palms that came from behind like a swarm of pythons.

"Hey!"

Encountering a real person in a spirit form who has been killed by all.

"Try this!!"

"—!"

Simmel's eyes were calm, while the real man's face was contorted with rage.

From above and below, the two sides made their move!

Like thunder, like a sudden downpour.

As the arm grazed the sword's edge, sparks flew. When these sparks reacted in a chain reaction and coalesced, they formed a devastating display of light and violence.

The real man laughed wildly, swinging his arm as his elbows collided, creating a shockwave that spread outwards and rolled up in the opposite direction!

Then--

A black flash, then another explosion!

[Black Flash]!

After reaching Black Flash once, the heightened emotions will make it easier for the user to reach Black Flash.

And the real person's emotional attachment to Black Flash... is perhaps among the highest of all warlocks throughout history.

[Domain's Enhancement on Techniques]

[The exhilarating feeling of having just completed the awakening of the technique]

[Unleashing the Potential of Black Flash]

[And the results of a long period of time that wore down Simmel's condition]

We can win!

We can win!!

The man understood that this was his last chance.

In a real battle, if we use a video game as an analogy, what determines victory or defeat is the stats on both sides and how they use those stats.

It doesn't matter if my stats are still not as good as Simmel's even after I reach my peak.

The battle took place in his own territory, the opponent was overwhelmingly disadvantaged, while he was in better condition than ever before!

hum! ! !

The space was stretched and lengthened by the arc of light, and the air was filled with the shrill screams of shattering glass!

Collision! Collision!

For the first time in real life, he danced wildly with Simmel on an "equal" ring!

(I can win! I can win! Keep going like this! I can win!!!)

The real person excitedly quickened the pace.

(A water clock.)

(Tuogen....)

(How are you all doing now...?)

The voice inside a person's heart is different from the ferocity and fierceness when facing an enemy; it is as refreshing as morning frost and broken jade, gentle and soothing.

That fleeting look of disdain from the water clock, a look that was both harsh and forgiving towards itself.

The tugong has a cute and gentle appearance.

besides....

In my memory, a white figure flashed by.

Flower Royal....

The ever-joking and carefree Cursed Spirit also has its own inner world.

Born from human fear, it also possesses human emotions.

Even they are bound by family ties.

[It doesn't have to be me laughing in the wilderness a hundred years from now; it will be enough for the curse to stand upright like a human.]

As the water clock once said.

Humans are filled with fear and taboo surrounding death, yet there are still those who stand on the other side.

Hua Yu once said...

For humanity, death is a mirror, and you, the real person, are that mirror itself.

Everyone has placed their hopes on me.

so----

"I will win!!!"

The blade flashed towards the sky.

With arms and shoulders like whips, he suddenly raised his elbow, propelling the scythe forward, and the dark light cleaved through the atmosphere before him!