You are all my wings!

'Pluto's' face was gloomy: "Not only that, during this time the second brother changed the landing point of the light arrows many times, deflecting or refracting them, but he could not avoid his interception. Every single one of them could not penetrate within five meters of him! Most importantly, he completed this interception with the consumption of a king-level magic! It was all done by manipulating characteristics, with absolutely no other spellcasting methods!"

After hearing Pluto's explanation, Tumoria found it even more unbelievable.

She knew that in terms of strength, the body in front of her might be much stronger than her, but in terms of overall strength, it was at most slightly better than her, and was definitely far from reaching the legendary level.

Despite being far less powerful than a legend, they managed to intercept such a high frequency of magic attacks.

This is truly the power of [Greed], which allowed him to instantly seize control of the second brother's magical movements, thus enabling him to be so at ease.

According to the eldest sister, Leon defeated her mainly by using the high-speed rapid-fire of high-level magic, his familiarity with the habits of demons, and the rich divine power of the divine ruins.

Leon could never have done that in any place other than the ruins of the gods.

But the more this was the case, the more shocked 'Tumoria' naturally became.

Because the person in front of me is really only at the fourth level!

Could it really be as he said, that he developed this body with unlimited potential, and combined it with his [Greed], one of the seven fundamental evil abilities, to achieve such an outrageous feat?

'Tegwansh' did not speak, nor did he unleash any new magic; he fell into deep thought.

If one hundred light arrows were to fall on the same opponent, their power would be comparable to that of a slightly weaker legendary spell.

With another hundred consecutive shots, the power would naturally increase dramatically, making it arguably the strongest legendary offensive magic.

It is very suitable for dealing with large-scale magic.

However, such a powerful skill, once intercepted precisely point-to-point, loses the cumulative damage brought by the continuous fire. Each shot is only equivalent to the destructive power of a King-level spell. Although it is still very powerful, it can no longer form the overwhelming killing power of a Legendary-level spell.

Could this guy have really used [Greed] to steal all the movements of my magic?

Or was he just bluffing?

It is said that this guy is a rare miracle astrologer who can predict miracles that even legendary astrologers cannot.

The other party may also be using this so-called miracle divination technique to obtain information and to disguise their actions.

The sixth brother is too naive. With his abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for us to extract information from him.

He completely disregarded the so-called 'advice from an experienced person: if you keep messing around like this, you'll be wiped out sooner or later'!

With that thought in mind, 'Tegwansch' waved his wand.

"Since your [Greed] can steal the movements of my Light Arrow magic, can you steal the movements of my other magics?"

A giant maze of light mirrors slowly appeared, enveloping the entire square.

A vast maze made of countless smooth mirrors, with countless intense lights flowing inside, eroding the senses of smell, sight, hearing, touch, etc. that can be used for location.

Standing in it, one sees countless mirrors of light in front of them, creating a chaotic visual spectacle. Strange noises fill the ears, and a hot current wafts through the nose, disrupting all sensory perception.

It was the legendary Light Mirror Maze magic.

This magic is extremely complex, and the higher the level, the harder it is to break. It is a classic battlefield magic that combines five elements: trapping, ensnaring, controlling, bewildering, and killing (i.e., a move that temporarily restricts the opponent's actions and turns the battlefield into one's own home field; it is also a simplified version of domain magic).

Iris also knows this trick, but hers is a basic, rudimentary version.

The legendary magic before us already possesses a very complete ability to trap enemies.

Leon stood in the center of the Mirror of Light maze, shaking his head inwardly. Although he had figured out that it wouldn't be a one-on-three situation after his own analysis, and 'Tegwansch' hadn't rushed to use his killer moves, shifting from a physical fight to a more subtle one, his fighting style was still relatively mild. But dealing with magic of this level was still difficult.

However, it wasn't a complete loss.

Based on his observations, Slaanesh who had been infected by 'Tumoria' had basically believed his story, about 70-80% of it.

As for 'Pluto,' he was skeptical about the unknown cause of this misfortune.

Only the evil that has corrupted Tegwansh has been believed by at most 10-20% so far, making it the toughest nut to crack.

“Leon Belon, if you can demonstrate more of the [Greed] ability in the Light Mirror Maze, I will temporarily believe you are one of my kind and we can talk! If you can't, you might as well die.”

'Tegwansh's' cold voice echoed throughout the labyrinth.

call out!!!!

A hotline suddenly appeared.

Lyon closed his eyes, took a step forward, and the heat ray missed its mark, striking the ground and creating a deep, scorched hole.

But then, a flash of light appeared, and the hole disappeared, rendering it unusable by Leon as a marker for determining direction.

'Fortunately, I cracked this spell in my past life, and it happens to fall under the category of scattering attacks, allowing me to predict and avoid danger, which is precisely countered by my Fate-Gazing Mode.'

Lyon didn't slow down; he simply closed his eyes and strolled forward.

He didn't activate any detection magic, because he knew that any detection magic activated in this place would inevitably be interfered with by the omnipresent high-pressure light, and would instead produce incorrect results.

Immediately afterward, as he strolled along, beams of intense heat appeared out of nowhere, shooting in from countless directions.

But he always seemed to have a clear prediction of everything, often avoiding many hotlines with a slight turn of his head, a slight bend in his waist, or a casual lift of his leg.

The number of hotspots in this maze was not as large as the number of light arrow spells he had just used. He relied entirely on the combined effect of Deep Fate Mode, Miracle Catcher, and Miracle Divination to focus on prediction and react in advance.

Without any reference points or any external interference, and with all senses shut down, they proceeded straight ahead.

Of course, while he was moving forward so freely, he was actually under a lot of pressure. One wrong judgment would lead to him being caught in the trap, his body pierced by the hotline, and his true nature would be revealed.

But with the enhanced physical control from the Deep Miracle Mode and the acting skills boosted by the Conman, at this moment, he truly exemplified what it means to stroll leisurely and what it means to be two-faced.

After walking for a while, the external environment suddenly changed.

The omnipresent, dizzying pressure in the light mirror maze vanished instantly.

Leon slowly opened his eyes and found himself standing in the same spot again, the surrounding maze of light mirrors seeming like an illusion.

Two of the three people in front of him were staring at him in disbelief.

'Tumoria' was the most clearly shocked, and 'Pluto' was also more dazed than before.

Although 'Tegwansch's' expression didn't change much, the suppressed surprise in his eyes, which would be subtle to others, was quite obvious to Lyon.

Lyon smiled slightly at this:

"Look at you, you wicked brother, your illusion magic is very ordinary. It's nothing like your light arrow magic before. I just walked around and it was broken by me. I didn't even have to use my [Greed] ability much."

Through your skillful performance and persuasive rhetoric, Slaanesh is now completely convinced that you possess the [Greed] ability, and you have triggered the fourth-tier advancement of the Deceiver's Inspiration.

[Due to the accumulation of deceptions targeting high-level powerhouses, and the skillful disguise of your abilities this time, you have awakened your second core skill: Deceiving the Truth from a Lie]

[Skill Effect: If the lie you spread spreads widely enough, and enough people believe it, the higher the believer's rank, the stronger their luck, and the greater their influence, the easier it is to extract the 'truth within the falsehood'.]

Chapter 401 begins! Divine Mode

It actually worked!

Not only did it trigger the upgrade enlightenment, but it also awakened the second core skill. Interesting.

Before Lyon could get a closer look, he heard 'Tegwansch' suppress the surprise in his eyes and calmly ask:

"Your actions just now, besides the [Greed] ability, seem to have also involved unrelated abilities."

"Your skill level is too low; I don't even need to use much of [Greed]."

Lyon responded with a sneer.

'Tegwansh' frowned: 'What I want to see is your [Greed] Abyssal power. Even if you break my magic, so what? It's just a waste of time. With your current strength, once I get serious, you will only die.'

His voice was slightly softer than before, but he still clearly didn't believe in Leon's identity.

Leon shrugged and said, "Then you can cast a spell that can better test the [Greed] ability, but my patience is also limited. As a veteran, I have too many ways to defeat you, but I just don't want to expose myself here. You should thank me for my kindness."

'Tumoria' sneered: "So what if you've mastered [Greed]? I admit you're quite talented with your physical body, but at best you're only on par with me. Add the three of us, and even excluding the other sisters who are hiding, what chance do you have of turning the tables? Get your facts straight!"

She no longer doubted Leon's identity as one of their own.

However, being of the same kind doesn't mean that they can cooperate immediately.

As they were talking, Pluto's expression changed slightly, and he whispered something to Tegwansch.

Lyon's eyes flickered, and he read Pluto's lips to understand what he meant by "Pluto"—that phrase meant "They're coming."

'Tegwansh' narrowed his eyes and vanished from the spot in a flash.

After he disappeared, a voice reached Leon's ears:

"As you can see, there are quite a few individuals, including my siblings and me, who are well aware of the situation around you. For example, my daughter and granddaughter in this body, as well as the family of the next generation of candidates for sainthood that you often visit. Killing these people would be a piece of cake for us. So, if you reveal our identities later, you know the consequences."

as a result of?

Is this threatening Iris and the others with their lives?

Lyon felt a chill in his heart.

It seems that 'Tegwansch' still doesn't believe his own words; he is indeed a formidable opponent.

"Don't think you can secretly use magic to transmit messages to others in the Holy See. I can tell you clearly that I will arrange for people to monitor you at all times. Don't think you can spread messages by using magic. Not only that, there are also people in the Holy See who have been infected by us. Once we confirm that the message has been leaked, we will take action immediately. Don't doubt our capabilities."

The voice of 'Tegwansch' continued to come.

Lyon showed no outward reaction, but in his heart he had already made up his mind to kill these demons.

Looking at 'Pluto' and 'Tumoria', it seemed that the two of them had also received instructions.

'Pluto' turned his head and looked at them, a forced smile on his square face:

"Lyon Belon, I'll trust your identity for now. We'll talk in detail later. You should understand what to say and what not to say, right?"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Lyon returned a fake smile, thinking, "Believe it? These two old foxes aren't as easy to fool as 'Tumoria'."

A few seconds later, Britta's figure appeared.

The moment she saw Leon, a look of relief immediately appeared on her face:

"Leon, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but you came at just the right time and were a great help."

"What just happened? It seems there was a battle here, and the magic was very powerful."

Bretta surveyed the devastation around her. Even with the sturdiness of the Papacy headquarters, so much damage had been done, and even distant residential buildings had been damaged. This showed that the magic's power had reached the top-tier King level, or even the Legendary level.

Only these damages can be repaired with earth magic, otherwise it would be a real problem.

"Lady Britta, Lyon and I just had a little sparring session on a whim."

'Pluto' walked over, placed his hand on his chest, and bowed, appearing perfectly normal.

Beside her, 'Tumoria' smiled slightly and said:

“That’s right, Britta, I can attest to that. I must say your strategist is indeed exceptionally capable. Although Lord Pruto didn’t use his full strength, it’s remarkable that Leon Belon was able to dissect the matter to this extent. Your eye for talent is truly impeccable.”

"Tumoria, what's with this footprint on your chest?"

Brett's eyes flickered, her gaze falling on 'Tumoria's' chest.

Those were the footprints Lyon had left earlier. They were very shallow, and with the purification ability of the colorful robe, they would be almost invisible unless one had extremely sharp eyesight.

However, Britta was already at the sixth level. Although she still lacked accumulation, her use of divine energy was more sophisticated, and her enhancement of the senses was also quite strong, so she could easily see the traces.

"It's nothing, just an accident. Let's go back and continue our meeting."

'Tumoria' took a step forward.

And at that very moment—

"The meeting is adjourned for now. Don't go back yet, 'Tumoria'."

A soft, delicate voice drifted over.

As soon as she finished speaking, Margaret's petite figure appeared and landed on the square, her wide skirt fluttering in the wind.

Following her was a legendary paladin, a man with a majestic face, brown hair, a thin crescent-shaped scar at the corner of his eye, and wearing silver armor with gold accents. He was none other than Tegrilang, a direct paladin of Moripe and a supporter of the Ninth Saintess, Cynthia.

Lyon glanced at the group. According to the evil spirit, there should still be some high-ranking members of the Holy See who have been corrupted by the demon.

Only those of the sixth rank and above, that is, those who possess poems, can be corrupted by demonic possession.

So, apart from Britta, everyone else is suspicious.

Including Margaret.

After all, Tumoria has been affected, so it's possible that Margaret has also been targeted.