Reeva flew to the floor. However, instead of feeling down, he felt happy. The demon inside him made him feel that way. The yellow fog seeped out of his body like a waterfall, and even better, so yellow fog seeped through fake Neana’s body.
Not even an 8th-circle mystic expert could realize they were unknowingly generating mystic energy for another user. Demon Reeva extended his hand, manipulating the mystic energy and rebounding it toward the fake Nena. At the last mont, Lunto sensed sothing was amiss, but it was too late. The yellow fog seeped into his body once more, overwhelming him with an unnatural wave of pure joy.
"ahaha=aha"
Fake Nena started laughing uncontrollably. She realized that sothing was wrong but she was already got affected by it.
"What is this?" She asked herself with glee, looking around to find that Reeva was doing sothing "What did you do?"
"...."
The demon Reeva said nothing and continued to recycle the freshly generated mystic power from fake Nena, using it to generate more happiness. Reeva knew exactly why the church and even people in the book treated emotional power without consideration: It could do sothing like this.
"AHHH~ this feels good, even better than taking a nice bath! How did you do this?"
The fake Nena wrapped her arms around herself, her expression twisting with overwhelming pleasure as the yellow fog took hold. Watching from the side, the real Nena couldn’t hide her uneasy grimace. She had never imagined herself capable of making such an unsettling expression, but this was no ti to dwell on trivialities. With a sharp motion, she sent her golden cloth streaking toward the fake Nena, ready to engage in combat.
The golden cloth shot forward with deadly precision, its speed and lethality unmatched. Yet, even in her euphoric state, the fake Nena reacted with surprising accuracy. Their golden clothes collided once more, neutralizing each other in a dazzling clash of mystic energy. This ti, however, the fake Nena’s responses were noticeably slower—just a step behind her usual precision.
Nena knew he had to keep pushing
"Get out of my head demon!"
Eventually, a bit of herself slipped through. The mind of the 6th circle mystic couldn’t be compromised so easily. Then her response ti went back up again. Not before Hilda threw her knife at the guy again.
The knife went through many layers of cloth before sitting on one of them. Reeva jumped up to the fake Nena and puch at the fabric again. This ti he activated his power with much more perission.
The demon was slowing one instinct at the mont. Reeva had always been the guy who loved winning. Thus when he saw Lunto he thought it would be impossible to beat. But with the demon, he had a chance to beat one of the end-ga villains in the book. Even with the help of Nena, that’s still a high-level achievent.
As Reeva closed the distance, he channeled more mystic energy to overwhelm the fake Nena, clouding her mind further with waves of joy and happiness. Taking advantage of the distraction, the real Nena moved swiftly to restrain her duplicate.
Lunto struggled to maintain control of the fake Nena, but the odds were stacked against him. Reeva’s overwhelming power, combined with the real Nena’s relentless attacks from the front, kept him on the defensive. To make matters worse, Hilda’s precise strikes from the flanks added another layer of pressure, forcing Lunto to split his focus.
At so point, it beca too much for Lunto to fight against all of them while constrained by his power and knowledge. Despite the fake Nena being a near-perfect replica—possessing her body, mannerisms, and even mories—there was an undeniable difference that set her apart from the real one.
Subtle traces of Lunto’s own personality and mories had seeped into the duplicate, subtly altering her as a person. This distinction, though slight, was enough to make the fake Nena less than flawless, a factor that ultimately worked against her in this fierce battle.
"Blood boost" The fake Nena muttered softly and then a paper appeared out of nowhere. Lunto smiled as the blood-red letter was getting more and more red. Overflowing from the paper itself onto the surrounding area.
"Please lend your hand, emperor."
At that mont, her voice shifted from carfree Nean to a serious and calculating one. The blood separated, then disappeared again, leaving the other to wonder what had happened. However, Reeva knew what was about to happen, but being a demon, he was not exactly good at communication.
He used the mystic force gained from fake Nena and himself to find a barrier around the people on the mountain. Then the fake Nena golden cloth glows more and more.
The whole area beca much hotter than it was and the real Nena quickly realized what the fake Nena was doing.
"Power of the 7th circle!?"
So far, the fake one was using exactly the skillset that Nena had. However, this was sothing she had never been able to use. So that was her best speculation However it happened to be just right.
"Yep, want to know what it does? what the future you was capable of"
The fake Nena didn’t let anyone answer her question and launched her assault. Reeva and Nena could feel that all around them were the sa thing as the blood tal that Lunto set on the floor.
At that point, Nena was sure that the fake Nena would have attacked her with much more clothes than before, she didn’t even know if that was possible. What she didn’t realize was the fact that the fake Nena’s whole body had transford into so kind of cloth. Reelmbing a stuffed doll found it to shop.
Lunto appearance was held creepy and half cute. However, that didn’t matter when he was about to attack, a cloth from many and many fake Nena, and every one of them had control over their golden cloth.
"Shit!"
Everyone there knew it was bad news. The fake Nena all smiles, now free of Reeva’s emotional manipulation. Having turned itself into a kind of coll with no flesh, it got rid of the power that could affect humans, it just beca an object with a human mind.
All of the fake Nenas quickly launched an attack on the real one. Despite their frightening appearance, their limits were clear as day. Maintaining this state consud an imnse amount of mystic power, making it imperative to finish the battle quickly.
The golden cloth swiftly lashed out at whoever was closest. Reeva quickly dodged out of the way, while Nena used her own cloth to counter it. However, despite mirroring the sa actions as before, the real Nena’s clothes were being overpowered. Her mystic energy burned away whenever it made contact with the fake golden cloth.
Not only did it make her power more dominant, but it also used more of the sun god’s mystic properties. This didn’t it right with her, all her devotion and years of service were able to be copied and sued so effectively that it scared her.
The more she faced Lunot the more Reeva’s words rang true. The thing about killing this guy as fast as possible. Now, they were on the receiving end of this onslaught. The cloth and the puppets were relentless in their coordinated assault.
Reeva was able to fend it off for a bit of ti before the cloth was able to break his demon defense and capture him. Even the power to turn other mystic powers into his own was suppressed. To activate power he needed to use his own mystic to use it, however, when his hand ca into contact with the golden cloth, his power beca unstable.
It’s just like being in the sun god’s prison but much more versatile and delayed. Not only did the power lt his mystic, but it also burned his skin whenever it touched. At this point, he considered running more than anything else.
The enemy they faced had a surprisingly effective thod of generating mystic power. By taking on Nena’s form, he was able to siphon part of her mystic generation. Not only that, but he had found a way to amplify Nena’s abilities, making them even more potent in his hands. Ard with these tools, he now had the upper hand and was using it to dominate the fight with ease.
Hilda was also affected by the domain. Since she had to be quite close to being effective with her throwing knife, her mind thought of this situation and gritted her teeth again. Did she have to turn into a demon to win this one?
However, after a bit of thought, she would still get overwheld by the sheer amount of clothes. Moreover, she would be a big target that the fake Nena could easily dispatch. It’s an even worse situation than now.
Even then it wouldn’t be long for her to fall prey to this golden cloth, burning through her supplies of knives. Each ti she made contact with the coth the knife lted down like butter and her mystic imbue knife vanished.
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