Quadruple Gravity Shield.
Shawn’s figure retreated in an instant, palm revealing arcane missiles. In the world of the painting, they seed like threads, their trajectory dodged by the enemy in an inconceivable manner.
Legendary Multi-Attack.
Absolute First Strike.
Legendary Multi-Weapon Combat.
Great Spin Slash (Death Tornado).
In just a mont of exchange, Shawn identified at least four legendary level combat abilities; the Blade Dancer’s speed was faster than the Butcher’s. From its appearance, it never halted, its strange body seed like a dancing wind of death, limbs adorned with blades stirring a storm of swords, each movent a lethal attack.
The Insectoid Empress let out a muffled groan.
Behind her, a razor-shaped humanoid monster erged from its shadow, its keratin-covered head like bone spikes, limbs conjoined, growing razor-like hands and feet, silhouette like ink’s hue. Blood spurted out as her chest was pierced, and the monster’s figure swiftly darted into the ink-painted walls.
— Blade Dancer [Clone] (Challenge Level 21)!
Shawn misjudged a bit.
None of the other paintings contained illusory creations; they’d all been devoured by the Blade Dancer, the remaining ink turning into its clones, these replicas possessing abilities very close to its own.
Mask-like black-and-white faces erged, hollow eye sockets, lips murmuring softly, these vacant and mottled face masks burst from ink-painted walls, their sinister, sharp fingers pierced through reality, descending from illusion, gray-white face mask n appeared all around.
Shawn had seen them before.
During a mission with Benjamin, similar monsters erged from ink-like raindrops, ultimately sent back to the Spirit Realm by Benjamin.
— Faceless Souls [Illusory Creation] (Challenge Level 15)!
The group was already deeply surrounded, in the domain of the painted world, amid swirling ink, countless illusory creations surged, dozens of tis more enemies surrounded them fully, even before the battle began soone in the team was gravely injured.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
A sudden clock sound echoed.
A massive clock array erged beneath Shawn, as everything froze around him, he entered his temporal domain.
— Ti Freeze (9th ring spell).
The 6th ring ti acceleration of spiritual energy was no longer adequate against such a situation, Shawn needed genuine ti freeze to enter his own turn of ti. Here, space’s laws belonged to indescribable illusion, they’ve lingered too long, Shawn couldn’t interfere with the space law, he could only try to find a solution through the ti law.
In the frozen ti, Shawn didn’t cast spells to fight but calmly observed everything around like a machine.
He didn’t even glance back at the gravely wounded near-death Insectoid Empress.
— Ti Reversal (9th ring spiritual energy).
Shawn’s vision began to spy into the ti stream, after paying the cost of burning the power of soul, he saw himself in the ti stream, and when his awareness returned, ti had already jumped back six seconds.
He stood at the entrance of the reading room, aware of everything that would happen next, aware of all the enemy’s hidden positions.
— "Ti Reversal (9th ring spiritual energy): You spy a round of the ti stream, when spiritual energy takes effect, you ’replay’ all actions of the previous round. This spiritual energy manipulates the ti stream, rewinding it to the starting point of your last round, erasing effects produced by actions of all other creatures in between.
When you use "Ti Reversal," only you know everything that happened in the replayed ti stream." [This spiritual energy cannot be used continuously.]
— Ti Jump [Temporal Exile] (Spell Ascension Ring)!
When Shawn raised his hand again, the Blade Dancer in front of him suddenly disappeared on the spot, having been banished into the ti stream by Shawn, it could only reappear several seconds later in the ti stream.
This reading room was so bizarre and involved the Twelve Main Gods, Shawn couldn’t hold back at all.
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