Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

The illusory space created by Othniel looked as though it was made up of countless huge spaces.

It seemed like the illusory space extended infinitely. If one looked from afar, even Othniel's massive body looked minuscule compared to the vastness of the space.

"That guy is brave. He went straight in, no hesitation." Othniel's voice echoed throughout the illusory space.

"If I didn't come on my own volition, you'd have dragged me in," the Evil God said calmly.

"It's good that you know that," Othniel smiled, shooting the Evil God an amused glance. "I'm sure you can tell what the outcome of this battle will be. Why not surrender now?"

"The outcome of this battle?" the Evil God echoed, eyebrows shooting up angrily. His tone suddenly grew serious. "The only outcome I can see is of you being torn to pieces."

"Hahaha..."

Yellow Thearch, Divine Farmer, and Othniel all burst into laughter, as though they'd just heard the funniest joke in the world.

Othniel continued, "This is an illusory space. There's no way you'll come close to even hurting me here. I appreciate your courage, though. Beg for mercy now, and I'll grant you a swift death!"

"Illusory space?"

The Evil God raised his hand and closed his eyes to feel the space around him.

He sensed that the rules which kept the space running were completely independent.

"It's true that you have created this independent illusory space, but this space is still within the Source World..." the Evil God suddenly said, opening his eyes to shoot Othniel a mischievous glance.

"What do you mean?" asked Othniel, visibly confused.

"Can you bear the external pressure?" the Evil God asked and smiled menacingly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the whole Source World shook.

Then, it shrank slightly...

While the Source World only shrank by a minuscule fraction, under the Evil God's control, it seemed to affect the illusory space on a large scale.

In other words, the illusory space was compressed by the Source World!

"Crackle..."

As the external pressure hounded on the illusory space, the seemingly infinite background that once looked like a giant net suddenly began to crack.

"Othniel, what's happening?" Yellow Thearch asked as he worriedly eyed the cracks forming all over the space.

In terms of the use of the space theurgy, no one in the entire chaos could surpass Othniel. Now that the illusory space had actually been broken, Yellow Thearch and Divine Farmer were quite confused.

such a strong

pressure?" The Evil God's eyes flashed crazily and he grinned like a madman.

seemed to be enjoying himself

quite pleasurable, seeing these arrogant warriors' confused

"Sizzle, sizzle, Sizzle..."

cracks climbed all over the illusory space at a rapid pace. It was only a matter of

as he thought of an apt metaphor. 'It's like a fragile egg

space lost its invisibility and suddenly

"Evil God!"

"Darling!"

Edna could observe what was

keep the illusory space together. "Yellow Thearch, kill him

summoned a fierce-looking sword. Simultaneously, the bloodline power within him

Phew!

excitedly, a holy way appeared and enveloped Yellow Thearch.

power of the

himself, so he had always been under the impression that he had reached the full potential of the power of

only after he came into contact with the Blood-controlling Method did he realize that he had been so naive. His use of the bloodline had been too

me show you what the real holy ways are!" he

"Emperor Holy Ways!"

"Buzz!"

appeared and enveloped Yellow Thearch. The aura contained within these holy ways was several times more terrifying than before!

of an emperor, and each statue was different. As the ways intersected with each other, a unique and mysterious

he entered the Other shore, so

former captain could've sworn that he could face Yellow Thearch in a fight, and that it'd

he was sure he didn't stand

God said that he had practiced some Blood-controlling Method, but I never imagined it would increase his bloodline power to such an extent!" Shera

the Emperor Holy Ways shooting towards him, his expression

hand, he vanished into

he appeared at the edge of

you think you can escape?" Othniel's voice boomed.

in the space where the Evil God stood moments earlier. They were exactly Evil God's footprints.

speaking, the Evil God was drawn back, right on top of

Phew!

which were mixed with numerous sword shadows, all

a heavy rain of sword

glistening with the reflection of the Emperor Holy Ways closing in on him. "That's your plan?

the Ways-blending Energy began to pour out from his body, turning into colorful

a little snake, a terrifying energy vortex

the Emperor Holy Ways were about to strike down the

"Break!"

Evil God clapped