As Jeremy and Ritchie prepared for battle, The Son of the Sun also began his own battle preparations.
Although he couldn't forcibly absorb all of the instance's power into himself in a short period of ti, he could still manipulate the energy within it.
"You two are far too arrogant! You actually dare to stand before ?! I'll make you understand the true power of a deity's descendant!"
The Son of the Sun had no intention of hiding his presence. Instead, he let out a thunderous roar.
His furious voice echoed rapidly through the air, reaching Jeremy and Ritchie in an instant.
Jeremy smiled.
"Looks like our enemy is getting impatient! In that case, let's strike first!"
With that, Jeremy activated his King of Ti and Space ability, opening a Portal that led directly into the instance's interior.
Ritchie didn't hesitate—he stepped through the Portal imdiately.
At the sa ti Ritchie entered, Jeremy teleported directly in front of The Son of the Sun.
"You're not even going to give yourself more ti to prepare?" Jeremy asked with a smirk. "If you hadn't let out that roar, I wouldn't have even known you had already sensed our arrival."
The Son of the Sun narrowed his eyes coldly at Jeremy. Without a word, he raised his hand, summoning an intensely burning orb of light above his head.
In the next instant, the orb burst into a blinding radiance and shot toward Jeremy like a searing cot.
The attack was incredibly fast, but Jeremy possessed the King of Ti and Space ability—he could blink multiple tis within re monts.
By continuously teleporting, he dodged The Son of the Sun's attack with ease.
However, Jeremy did not imdiately counterattack.
For one, he was still assessing The Son of the Sun's true strength. More importantly, he was waiting for Ritchie to act.
Sending Ritchie into the instance wasn't a reckless move—it wasn't ant to send him to his death.
The energy inside the instance had already been converted into solar power by The Son of the Sun. However, Ritchie's Shadow Manipulation could still control the few remaining shadows within the instance—allowing him to suppress the overwhelming solar energy inside.
As long as Ritchie's plan succeeded, Jeremy's battle at the front would beco significantly easier.
anwhile, The Son of the Sun continued launching relentless attacks against Jeremy, wielding his imnse solar power.
Scorching flas rained down from the sky, and blinding beams of light shot in all directions.
The space surrounding the instance was rapidly transford into a burning inferno.
Everything in the vicinity—every trace of life—was consud by the raging flas and overwhelming radiance.
The very surface of the mountains around the instance had begun to lt into lava.
Although Jeremy could keep dodging The Son of the Sun's attacks using his King of Ti and Space ability, the environnt around him was becoming increasingly unbearable.
"The flas and light I'm facing right now might not be on the level of eternally burning fire, but the temperature here has already reached an unbearable extre!"
Jeremy could feel the very air warping from the intense heat.
Sweat ford on his forehead, an unusual occurrence for him.
Yet, despite this, Jeremy managed to conserve his strength throughout the battle.
By constantly adjusting his position with his King of Ti and Space ability, he efficiently neutralized each of The Son of the Sun's attacks.
At this point, The Son of the Sun had expended a considerable amount of his power.
And he was growing furious—and desperate.
His anger stemd from the fact that Jeremy kept dodging and evading right before his eyes, yet he had failed to eliminate him quickly.
His desperation arose from the realization that his power was rapidly diminishing.
Left with no other option, The Son of the Sun reluctantly decided to call for Kean's help.
"Where the hell are you?! Get over here now! Jeremy and Ritchie are attacking ! You need to fulfill your end of the deal!"
His voice echoed across the distance, finally reaching Kean's ears.
At that mont, Kean was still in the outskirts of the capital, searching for any trace of Jeremy and Ritchie with the help of The Person in the Mirror.
Hearing The Son of the Sun's plea for help, Kean didn't mock him.
In Kean's mind, the situation had already reached a critical point.
If he didn't arrive in ti, The Son of the Sun would likely be eliminated by Jeremy and Ritchie.
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And without The Son of the Sun, Kean knew that he stood no chance of defeating Jeremy alone.
"You will stay here! No one is allowed to leave without my orders!"
Kean's voice was cold as he issued his command to The Person in the Mirror.
As soon as Kean finished speaking, he pulled out a scroll.
The mont he tore it apart, his figure instantly appeared right next to The Son of the Sun.
"You finally made it! Let's take down Jeremy first! His companion is inside the instance—we'll deal with him later!"
Kean's tily arrival allowed The Son of the Sun to breathe a sigh of relief.
To The Son of the Sun, as long as he and Kean worked together, there was no way Jeremy could win.
Kean didn't spare The Son of the Sun a single glance—his eyes were locked onto Jeremy.
Likewise, Jeremy's gaze was fixed on Kean.
When sworn enemies et, the air ignites with tension.
Both n imdiately recognized each other as their primary target.
Without hesitation, Kean entered his Divine Descent state. He began chanting the na of [The White Tower].
Around him, vast streams of High-Dinsional Data began materializing, surrounding his body in a powerful aura.
As more of [The White Tower]'s power descended upon him, Kean's physical form transford into a High-Dinsional Data construct.
His eyes snapped open, glowing with raw energy, and in his new High-Dinsional Data Form, he lunged straight toward Jeremy.
Upon seeing this, Jeremy's lips curled into a cold smirk.
"I knew you'd do this! I've been prepared for your attack all along!"
The mont Jeremy's words fell, countless Portals materialized around him.
The Portals opened and closed in rapid succession, interlinking and creating an intricate, ever-shifting network.
The space around them beca an incomprehensible labyrinth.
As Kean's High-Dinsional Data Form charged through this complex space, the data streams making up his body began to fragnt.
The imnse power he wielded started to drain at an alarming rate.
By the ti Kean finally reached Jeremy, his strength had been drastically reduced, bringing them to nearly equal footing.
"You're a fool!" Jeremy taunted. "Can't you see how much weaker you've beco? You no longer have the upper hand against !"
Kean remained unfazed.
Without stopping, he continued his assault against Jeremy, his attacks relentless.
At the sa ti, he shot back his response.
"Your biggest flaw is your arrogance. Do you really think I'm unaware of what's happening? Yes, my power has been weakened—but even now, I'm still not weaker than you."
"I, Kean, as the heir of The Lannisters, don't need anyone's help to tear you apart! You might as well accept your fate and wait for death!"
Kean roared in fury as he launched his relentless attacks at Jeremy.
His assaults were undeniably dangerous and overwhelming.
Even though Jeremy had prepared for a grueling fight, he soon found himself being pushed back.
His King of Ti and Space ability was not well-suited for direct combat.
anwhile, Kean had significantly enhanced himself before arriving on the battlefield.
Although The White Tower's power had been greatly weakened by Jeremy's strategy, the physical resilience that The White Tower had bestowed upon Kean remained intact.
As the battle raged on, Jeremy found himself gradually losing ground.
However, he didn't panic.
He still had plenty of cards left to play.
Kean, on the other hand, was elated.
For the first ti, he felt that victory was within his grasp.
"Looks like you never really focused on improving your strength. You got too complacent from your previous victories!"
Kean sneered, mocking Jeremy.
Jeremy didn't bother responding.
He simply glanced at Kean, then activated his King of Ti and Space ability.
He had no intention of continuing this drawn-out fight with Kean.
Instead, he had decided to coordinate with Ritchie to eliminate The Son of the Sun first.
Inside the instance, Ritchie had already made significant progress.
Not only had he used his Shadow Manipulation ability to weaken the unconverted solar energy, but he had also managed to use his Soul Division skill to separate a portion of The Son of the Sun's soul.
While this wasn't enough to inflict severe damage, it still caused soul-deep pain for The Son of the Sun.
"You dare do this to a descendant of a deity?! You are too reckless—too arrogant! I will make sure you pay a terrible price for this!"
The agonized screams of The Son of the Sun echoed from within the instance.
Kean imdiately turned his head in alarm.
The Son of the Sun was in terrible shape, but Kean had no intention of abandoning him.
This ti, Kean chose not to rely on the power of [The White Tower].
He knew that [The White Tower] wouldn't be able to grant him any more strength in the short term.
Instead, Kean made a different decision—he would pray directly to [The Sun] for power.
Although [The Sun] had not yet fully revived, its resurrection was progressing at an accelerated rate.
And as its revival neared completion, the power it could bestow upon Kean would surpass anything he had received before.
The mont Kean chanted the sacred na of [The Sun], blinding light exploded from his body.
An overwhelming surge of solar energy coursed through him.
At that mont, Kean had transcended—he had beco sothing far more powerful.
He could now rightfully be called a Sun Knight.
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