As the battle progressed, the situation gradually began to change. The void was filled with various Hellfire Spiders, which constantly shifted positions, forming a special pattern.
Within this formation, Charlemagne had to dodge more and more frequently. Originally, he only needed to pursue Du You in a straight line, but now he had to zigzag back and forth in the air, making the route incomparably complex.
Even for a tier eight warrior, such a winding path greatly affects one’s speed.
This allowed Du You more ti to react, comfortably setting up more and more Hellfire Spiders. At this mont, inside the entire barrier, Hellfire Spiders were everywhere, densely packed.
Even Charlemagne realized sothing was wrong. No matter how he moved, he kept sensing a wave of crisis from the void, forcing him to dodge, or else risk getting injured.
Suddenly, Charlemagne stopped avoiding the danger ahead and paused at its edge.
With a "boom", a Hellfire Spider exploded in front of Charlemagne. The massive blast engulfed a certain range, furiously destroying everything within.
Charlemagne raised his right hand, right at the edge of the explosion.
"So it’s this type of Void Trap attack, a direct explosion, huh? The power is strongest near the center, and if you get trapped inside, it would be quite troubleso. But if it’s just at the edge, it won’t consu much energy."
Du You, seeing this guy experinting on himself, was completely unbothered. "You can try; I can shrink the detonation range a bit, the power won’t change, and the current bomb density is enough." Indeed, with Hellfire Spiders filling the entire space, there’s no harm in doing this.
Close-range detonation would definitely yield greater power. As expected, upon hearing this, Charlemagne’s expression changed slightly.
As a warrior, Charlemagne couldn’t bear to fall into such mage traps.
But if he attacked from afar, he would lose his advantage, and it wouldn’t affect Du You’s attacks. Yet in order to remotely destroy these explosive traps, his perception wasn’t up to par.
Actually, even if it t the requirents, Charlemagne definitely wouldn’t do it.
Because once he kept attacking from afar, his strength would be largely consud, while the opponent’s consumption would be negligible. Hence, the pace of his defeat would accelerate.
Helplessly, Charlemagne had to increase his speed, continuing to entangle and fight with Du You.
"I’ve heard you have many summoned beasts; why not call them out?"
Du You replied indifferently: "Want to test my own strength, and yours as an elder warrior. I’ll use them when necessary." Summoned beasts are his power, and Du You wouldn’t leave them unused.
"I’ve also heard you have two absolute followers—why not bring them out instead of just setting up a barrier?"
"As I said earlier, I’ll use them when it’s ti," Du You’s heart remained unperturbed.
Charlemagne chatted for a while, finding Du You unmoved, unlike a young person. Since he couldn’t sway Du You, Charlemagne didn’t waste any more words.
"I didn’t want to use this, but now there’s no choice."
Du You suddenly felt a surge of alertness. It’s common for veteran warriors to carry dangerous items. Charlemagne didn’t give Du You ti to guess or prepare.
He imdiately raised his hand. A seemingly ordinary ring suddenly emitted a faint green light. The gemstone on the ring transford into a green eyeball.
"Eye of the Demon, it’s not a waste to use it on you." Charlemagne’s trump card was revealed.
He originally thought he’d use it against an enemy, not expecting to use it on a young successor. But there’s no choice; Du You’s death is his escape; otherwise, his chances of survival diminish.
In all these years, only when he was a common man crossing the sea did he face such dire straits.
A wave of unease gripped Du You’s heart, intensifying. Almost without need for control, a pair of eyes floated above Du You, aiming at the Eye of the Demon.
"Instant death type magical tool, huh." Almost instantly, Du You realized this.
Without thinking, Du You activated his Reaper’s Eye instinctively. Both magics erupted simultaneously, even Charlemagne hadn’t anticipated Du You possessing such ability.
In the next mont, the Eye of the Demon emitted a green light, eting the twin red beams of the Reaper’s Eye mid-air. There was no explosion, no collision, just like two flashlights crossing paths, absolutely nothing occurred.
Outsiders would perceive nothing amiss, but at that mont, Du You felt a blankness in his mind, montarily clueless. He knew the opponent’s attack was potent, possibly surpassing him—a definite tier eight pinnacle item, and one-ti use.
The internal divine skill power enhancent made it more terrifying than his magic.
In an instant, the Reaper’s Eye shattered in the air, blood streaming from Du You’s eyes, the golden blood blurring his vision. Holding his head, Du You recoiled from the intense pain.
At this point, Du You felt his magic casting severely impacted.
Still, it was insufficient to oppose him completely. Upon recovery, facing his foe, the opponent was far better off.
His hand holding the shattered Eye of the Demon was covered in cracks. Charlemagne clutched his hand, grimacing from the pain.
As a warrior, the injuries prevented him from unleashing his full might. And Du You’s situation made him hesitant to attack, fearing it’s a trap, so he didn’t fight.
Once they stabilized, gazing at each other heightened mutual apprehension.
Charlemagne felt helpless—who would’ve thought a successor could accomplish this. Despite using his trump card, not only couldn’t he kill Du You, even heavily injuring him proved impossible.
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