Infinite Mask Game.

Chapter 372 Yours? Mine!
Before the next wave of attacks could arrive, the surrounding phantoms of demons, along with the prisms, twisted and distorted, like a television set with a poor signal.

The ground beneath my feet trembled slightly, and then the aurora was swallowed by the darkness.

Wei Miao's vision flickered, and then she found herself back on the roof of the pavilion.

But when Lin appeared, his gaze toward her was exceptionally complex.

At the same moment, the double cross-shaped pupils in my mind transmitted a message: "The soul belongs to us!"

Within the black dragon's body, invisible to the outside world, countless scarlet eyeballs, each the size of a grain of rice, emerged from above the souls, densely packed and quite a spectacular sight.

They laughed silently as they surged toward another wave of defiled souls. Upon closer inspection, one could see that these eyeballs all gazed in a remarkably consistent direction, seemingly different parts of the same eyeball.

A little further back in time, as Miss Crow's will was steadily crumbling, another will suddenly rose up. Caught in a pincer attack, Miss Crow's will had no chance to struggle and was completely swept out of this battlefield of wills.

In a secluded spot in the southwest corner, on a rooftop, a graceful young girl with orange-yellow eyes stood tall, a crow perched on her shoulder.

She gazed at the giant dragon in the sky and sighed silently.

But Lin's will, faced with the sudden appearance of the enemy, had no time to catch its breath before it was plunged into a new round of struggle.

The sudden attack by the Eye-type invaders has encroached on part of Miss Crow's assets, and the pollution has begun to spread, intentionally coalescing into a single area.

The cross-shaped double pupils rely on their connection with their offspring to project their will onto the eye seed and personally take control.

But Talin's will is also projected onto the seeds of pollution, controlling the direction of the pollution. It is the blessing from the will of the original body that allows them to so easily resist the will of the masses, which is many times their own size.

Seeds, viruses, and contamination seeds are vessels that carry the will of those behind them, and also the full force they can mobilize in this special battle; they can be regarded as "soldiers."

The wills of two non-human beings collided fiercely.

The immense will of the cross-shaped double pupils crushed countless seeds of pollution and obliterated countless souls and wills.

Cold, ruthless, domineering, chaotic... But when Danlin came into contact with this unfamiliar will, the attributes of the will he sensed horrified him.

He even sensed a trace of divinity in it.

Like the Way of Heaven, it is high above, indifferent and ruthless, with a deep-seated contempt, regarding all things as dust.

He almost thought the other party was the will of Heaven in this world.

Most importantly, because of that trace of divinity, its will is extremely condensed, unshakable, and inviolable; pollution has no effect on it.

How could a human possibly defile God?

But God has the power to control people.

Although He is not human, He does not possess divinity and is naturally at a disadvantage in the contest of wills.

The defense line built by countless seeds of pollution collapsed at the slightest touch.

The will of the cross-shaped double pupils slowly and firmly rolled over every inch of the soul, and wherever it went, a strange eyeball emerged on the soul.

But Lin's resistance never stopped, yet it could not conceal his decline.

If He hadn't expended so much energy on Miss Raven, there might have been a real chance to turn the tide.

But he was not a mediocre person who deceived himself. He carefully assessed the quality of both sides and knew that this game was hopeless.

Therefore, He voluntarily dispelled the Seventy-Two Pillar Demon God Array, preserving most of His mental energy.

Because He felt he was not confident he could kill Wei Miao before the Black Dragon was completely overthrown.

He also recognized the owner of that will. Wei Miao had once cast the crimson contamination upon him, and the characteristics of that power were easily recognizable.

In His mind, Wei Miao had become a bizarre being in human skin, her true will stored in that scarlet eye, her human body merely a puppet. Wei Miao didn't know what strange things the other party was imagining, but she knew the progress of the Cross-Shaped Pupils' control and deduced that the other party might be planning to retreat.

In the blink of an eye, Tarlin touched the ground with his toes and burst forth with astonishing speed, leaping into the distance.

This time, the Five Lucky Rats reacted quickly.

In His view, the fact that Tarin took the initiative to dismantle the Seventy-Two Pillar Demon God Array indicates that there were unexpected variables.

In other words, He was not certain of His victory, which is why He preserved His strength.

Since victory does not belong to Talin, it naturally belongs to Weimiao.

The Five Lucky Rats may not be good at facing difficulties head-on, but they are masters at seizing opportunities and pressing their advantage.

Therefore, He no longer cared about the consumption of his mental energy and, for the first time in history, devoted himself to the Longevity Method.

"Certainly!"

He had only escaped three meters away when time and space around him seemed to freeze.

His figure remained suspended in mid-air, maintaining a forward-leaning running posture, which looked quite comical.

"Wait, illusion!" The struggle force that the Dharma Gate responded to was far less than the Five Blessings Rat had expected. It suddenly realized what was happening and laughed in anger.

The moment the illusion was controlled, the real Dantalin emerged from the roof of the pavilion and fled in the opposite direction.

It turned out that He had anticipated the Five Lucky Rats' all-out attack and deliberately lured the enemy to create a real opportunity to escape.

Such a powerful immobilization spell was indeed impossible for the Five Lucky Rats to cast twice in a row; their mental strength simply couldn't sustain it.

At Wei Miao's speed, she couldn't catch up.

But Lin Xin felt much more at ease.

The world is so vast, He still has a chance to rise again. A temporary setback is just a defeat in this one round, it doesn't mean he's defeated for life.

Once he escapes the capital, he can go anywhere in the world, and who can find him?
Wei Miao held the knife in both hands, holding her breath and concentrating.

She couldn't catch up with Tatarin; the aggressive blades could at most slow him down, but couldn't stop him.

Judging from the feedback on the cross-shaped double pupils, it still needs a little more time.

Of all the means she currently possesses, none can capture Him.

Then why not use new methods?
Can she develop a slash that can cut through space, but not one that can freeze space?
She recalled the All Saints' Day instance, where an unknown entity stood atop intersecting black chains, crimson chains that blotted out the sky, like a cage, locking away that space-time.

The memory is extremely vivid and clear; even the terrifying atmosphere of that time is imprinted in my mind, still making me tremble with fear and filled with utmost reverence.

She exhaled softly, and the immense power of the eternal night dyed the Night Cutter deep black, pouring her will into it.

Before the blade even flashed, the Five Lucky Rats stared at her in disbelief: "How is this possible?!"

He sensed a special spiritual will in the blade, carrying an epic and magnificent artistic conception, as if countless black chains were nailed to the space, completely sealing off the space and time visible above and below.

The scene that was replicated vaguely connected to some supreme being, making Him dare not investigate further.

Fire-Severing Flow!
She unleashed a massive, jet-black blade of light in the direction Dantalin had fled, pouring out a full 60 points of Eternal Night Power.

This slash was extremely fast, leaving a very thin slash mark in the air ahead, a faint sign that space had been cleaved open.

The blade of light split into dozens of smaller blades along the way. Just as it was about to catch up with Danlin, the blades of light left a dark trail, and invisible waves seeped into the space.