When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 1245 - 528: My Immortal Bosom Friend_2

However, he didn’t feel that familiar "sensation of flesh", nor could his roots implant themselves in the opponent’s body.

Instead, it was like "he was still a Mortal"—or rather, it was like when Levique was a child, in extreme anger, punched a glass window only to feel the hurt and pain himself!

That "Siegfried" shattered in front of him with a sound like breaking ice!

The Fly Demon couldn’t think in time, reaching out another arm to send the Dragon-incarnate Ligeia flying back again—realizing he couldn’t absorb Life Force, he immediately altered the previous battle strategy, transforming his right arm into a long, soft black whip with spikes, striking these enemies who hadn’t yet approached him from afar!

This strange mirror-created enemy would break with just a single attack!

Yet, at this moment, several scorching beams of Light shot out once more and converged, nearly slicing through his body!

The Fly Demon gave his all to shield Levique’s body beneath him, using his upper body to forcibly block the strike.

But suddenly, he felt intense pain coming from "Levique"—

An adult Dragon, at least five to six times larger than Ligeia, with a massive scar across one of its eyes, emerged out of nowhere and bit into Levique’s body!

"—Damn it?!"

The piercing pain of his body being torn transmitted through him, as the Fly Demon looked on in extreme terror, seeing Levique bitten off and ripped away by the dragon!

"No, that’s not right..."

He immediately realized, that dragon was an illusion!

The explosive flames hadn’t completely obliterated the swarm of Demon flies around him, so it was impossible for a Dragon to silently approach him!

These people were all his illusions too!

Once he realized this, the adult Dragon halted, gradually fading into a phantom and dissipating. Along with those figures hovering in the sky blocking his path and the mirror appearing out of nowhere, they vanished simultaneously.

However.

—"Levique" had already been bitten off by the illusionary Favna! freewebnøvel_com

The Fly Demon, while brimming with purple smoke, gradually weakened, desperately flew toward the youth with an expressionless face, vacant eyes, and whose back bore flesh opened like butterfly wings, attempting to link himself back...

Yet at that moment, the familiar golden-red pillar of fire attacked once more.

Just a step before he could grab onto the youth’s body, it engulfed him entirely in flames!

"No, no...!!"

The Fly Demon emitted a sound overlapped together, resembling the buzz of cicadas.

It was not sadness but terror.

Because he knew, he was already doomed—

The Fallen Celestial Marshal doesn’t lack Demon Servants; what he wants is "human agents." Therefore, he injected his Strength into those two humans, precisely using this method to bypass the restriction of the Hourglass Wall of Balance—

Any Transcendent being that reaches the Sixth Power Level will have their Strength suppressed in the Material Realm, therefore the Sixth Power Level has a usage limit; however, "Demons" in the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s territory won’t... Due to the influence of the Ring of Ouroboros, this place has already partially merged with the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s territory in the Dream Realm, so even the Fallen Celestial Marshal himself can maintain the Sixth Power Level strength here.

Still, his kingdom has yet to fully manifest, thus the power of Upper-Level Demons is temporarily suppressed to the Third Level. Only the Strength of Material Realm servants is unrestricted.

But not even the Fallen Celestial Marshal can bypass the Ascension Ritual and directly inject Sixth Power Level Strength into the bodies of Mortal humans in the Material Realm, forcibly uplifting them to the Sixth Level; should he directly empower the Demons, it equates to turning them into his own retinue, which would instead repress their Strength to the Third Level.

But the rigid rules of the Hourglass never baffle the Fallen Celestial Marshal.

As a disruptor of rules, the Fallen Celestial Marshal quickly devised a way to bypass this rule—by imprinting the Mark of Sin on humans, to continuously transmit his strength to the Upper-Level Demon nurtured within the "Demon Incarnation!"

The Fallen Celestial Marshal commands countless Demons, able to freely grant or strip away Demon Strength; although the Demons nurtured within the Incarnation harbor animosity against their hosts and seize any chance to take their bodies... however, being personally instructed by the Fallen Celestial Marshal to protect their host, they dare not act recklessly.

Once a host dies, it means they lose the Mark of Sin that transfers strength!

That not only signifies that they have lost the Sixth Power Level strength... but also means—

"—Means you have disappointed me."

A lazy, somewhat disenchanted voice echoed out of nowhere: "That’s how you see it, right."

"No, Master, My Lord... Great Lord! My King—"

The Fly Demon cried out, but his body gradually tightened within an invisible constraint, emitting a creaking sound: "Save—please forgive me—"

He dared not even cry out in pain and only continued to plead.

Like gradually crushing a plastic water bottle after drinking.

In the sky, the Fly Demon’s body twisted, shrank, and deformed, with creaks and squeaks.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed from a gigantic Demon over three meters tall into a black lump the size of a human fist.

"Then you really guessed it right."

That lazy voice rang out once again.

A fearsome claw emerged out of nowhere, crushing it with one grasp!

When that right claw opened once more, it left only a pristine red rune quietly spinning. It looked slightly exaggerated like a lip print, seemingly smiling, while looking as though devouring something.

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