Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Faced with this unstoppable sword strike, Lynn did not foolishly try to block it.

Does anyone know what this sword is made of?

What if it could really kill me instantly? Wouldn't that be a disaster?

Lynn instinctively wanted to hide in a dimensional space.

He raised his hand, ready to tear through space and slip inside, but the colorful flames on the blade made him hesitate for a moment.

That force was so strong that his sense of crisis was screaming wildly.

He had a premonition that this sword could pierce through space, cut into dimensional space, and hit him!

Lynn did not gamble.

He abandoned his plan to hide in the dimensional space and used phase shift.

His body became translucent, like a phantom, out of phase with the real world.

The sword blade slashed down, passing right through his body as if cutting through thin air.

But Leon's sword struck more than once.

He swept his sword horizontally, aiming for Lynn's waist.

Lynn's body was still in phase shift when the second sword pierced through him.

Leon didn't stop; he slashed three times, each time piercing through Lynn's body.

Phase shift can evade physical attacks, but not energy attacks. The colorful flames on the blade are energy, rules, and laws.

The flames scorched Lynn's phase barrier as they passed through his body.

Cracks began to appear in the barrier, and Lynn's body began to pull away from the phase shift.

Lynn remained completely calm and unleashed a gravitational distortion field.

The gravity around him instantly became chaotic; in some directions the gravity increased, in others it decreased, and in still others it was spinning.

Lyon's body was pulled erratically by the gravitational field, causing his sword to miss and strike the steps behind Lynn.

The steps were cut in half, the cuts as smooth as a mirror.

The cracks stretched from the steps all the way to the temple walls, which split open and rubble fell down from above.

Then... the entire temple was split in two!

Lynn took a few steps back to create some distance.

He raised his hands and set up a dimensional barrier in front of him.

The barrier is transparent and is made up of countless layers of spatial fragments, capable of blocking and attenuating most attacks.

Leon steadied himself, charged forward, and slashed at the dimensional barrier with his sword.

The barrier trembled, but did not shatter.

Leon swung his sword again, and the barrier trembled once more.

The third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword...

The cracks on the barrier are becoming more numerous and denser.

Lynn looked at the cracks and was somewhat surprised.

This dimensional barrier was modified from Gregor's paradoxical deviation, and it can be considered his strongest defensive magic. Ordinary peak third-ring cultivators simply cannot break through this defense.

Leon swung his sword five times, and it was almost shattered.

Leon unleashed his sixth sword strike.

The dimensional barrier shattered completely, and spatial fragments flew in all directions.

One of the fragments, trailing colorful flames, grazed Lynn's arm, cutting a gash in the process.

Lyon gripped his sword and thrust it toward Lynn's chest, the tip of the sword less than half a meter away.

Lynn used spatial teleportation, instantly disappearing from his original spot and reappearing on the other side of the square.

Leon's sword missed its mark, and the colorful flames on the tip of the sword exploded, creating a large crater in the ground.

Lynn stood on the other side of the pit, looking down at the gash on his arm. Blood was still flowing, and the wound showed no signs of healing.

This is incredible for his powerful "Starry Sky Beast" bloodline.

It's not that it can't heal, but the force attached to the blade is preventing it from healing.

The forces of light, darkness, earth, sea, sky, justice, life, and courage mingled together, forming something he had never seen before.

This thing can suppress his self-healing ability.

Hmm... it should be a kind of "chaotic" or low-level version of "chaos" power.

"Very good." Lynn looked up at Lyon.

You hurt me.

Leon gripped his sword, panting heavily.

The power of the world was still pouring in, but his body had already reached its limit.

The power of those god remains was backfiring; what flowed in his veins was no longer blood, but golden light and black mist.

He could feel his consciousness fading, and the voices of the gods began to call out again.

He can't hold on much longer.

But... he hasn't won yet, and he hasn't been able to take Sofia away.

"Again!" Leon gritted his teeth and charged forward.

Lynn did not give him another chance.

To be on the safe side, let's just take him down directly.

Lynn raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, communicating with the stars in the sky.

Starlight poured down from the sky, transforming into a silvery-white curtain that enveloped the entire square.

The light curtain closed from all sides, forming a huge cage.

Leon crashed into the light screen and bounced back.

He swung his sword to slash, and the blade struck the light barrier. The barrier trembled, but did not shatter.

He swung his sword again, and the light screen trembled once more.

He slashed more than a dozen times, and more than a dozen cracks appeared on the light screen, but it remained sturdy.

Lynn didn't look at him. He closed his eyes and used his mental energy to probe into the starry sky, establishing a connection with those stars.

The power of the stars surged in from all directions, pressing down on Lyon.

It's not for attack, but purely for suppression.

Lyon's body was pinned down, as if being crushed by a giant mountain.

He bent over, bracing himself with his sword, desperately resisting, but his body was too tired, and his strength was almost exhausted.

Lynn opened his eyes and looked at Lyon.

"You've improved very quickly," he said, "but... the outcome was already decided; you can't win."

Lyon looked up at him, his eyes flashing with defiance.

I don't believe it.

He gritted his teeth, braced himself against his sword, and slowly stood up.

The starlight pressed down on him, and with each step he took to stand up, the starlight grew heavier.

His bones were cracking, his muscles were tearing, and his blood vessels were bursting.

But he didn't fall; he stood up!

Lynn looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

"The Heart-Destroying Curse"

A silent, soul-piercing shock shot out from between Lynn's eyebrows and struck Lyon.

This is not an ordinary soul attack; it is the Heart Destruction Curse, which specifically attacks the core of the soul and the root of consciousness.

Lyon's body stiffened.

His eyes were wide open, his pupils were dilated, and his mouth was agape, but he couldn't make a sound.

The voices of the gods suddenly fell silent, not just suppressed, but completely vanished.

The influx of world power also stopped, and his consciousness dissipated, like a piece of ice melting in the sunlight.

Leon knelt on the ground, his sword slipping from his hand, his body trembling, his soul crumbling.

Lynn walked over and picked up the sword.

The colorful flames on the sword have died out, the power of the world has receded, and the power of the gods has dissipated.

Without its supernatural power, it was just an ordinary iron sword, rusted and with the wings on the hilt broken off.

Lyon knelt on the ground with his head down, covered in blood and wounds.

His eyes were open, but his pupils were unfocused, and he couldn't see anything.

Lynn looked down at him.

"waste!"

"Even with the support of the world's will and the blessing of the remains of the gods, you still can't change anything."

Leon remained silent, his consciousness teetering on the brink of collapse, like a lamp about to go out.

Without another word, Lynn took advantage of Lyon's inability to resist and placed several seals on him, sealing him completely.

He won't give the protagonist a chance to recover just by spouting trash talk.