At that moment, the goblin Su Yan, who had been silent and ghostly below, finally stirred. He slowly raised his head, his icy gaze like a winter wind, directed directly at Crius. His gaze was as cold as ice, piercing to the bone, and tinged with a subtle, almost imperceptible scorn.
Then, he was heard to say in a low and contemptuous voice: "Humph, it seems there is just another ignorant clown here." Although these words were spoken very softly, they were like a magic spell, and were transmitted to the ears of everyone present with incredible clarity.
However, just as Crius was about to respond, he was surprised to find that Su Yan, who had been standing there, had disappeared without a trace! Even though he immediately mobilized all his divine power and tried his best to sense the other party's presence and whereabouts, he still found nothing. How is this possible? With my strength, I can't even detect his whereabouts! Crius was horrified, his eyes wide in disbelief.
He closed his eyes tightly, concentrated his mind, and tried to search again with his divine sense. However, no matter how hard he tried, the final result remained unchanged—Su Yan seemed to have completely evaporated from this world, leaving no trace.
"Damn it! Where on earth is this damn goblin hiding?" Crius could no longer suppress his inner anger and roared wildly. His roar was deafening and resounded through the sky.
But at that moment, a playful, slightly mocking voice suddenly boomed in Crius's ears like thunder: "Oh? Are you desperately searching for me?" Crius's body trembled slightly at the sound of the voice, and he raised his head very slowly. His eyes, which had been worn out and dull from his long search, suddenly seemed to be ignited with a blazing fire, becoming extremely sharp, like two swords that could pierce everything.
At that moment, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost. Its speed was so great that it seemed to appear out of thin air, making it impossible to track its trajectory. When Crius finally saw the person's face clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ah! How could it be... Su Yan!"
Almost subconsciously, Crius, like an enraged lion, swung his enormous fist, as thick as a casserole, carrying a gust of wind with him. With the force of a thunderbolt, he charged straight at Su Yan. The force of this punch was so astonishing that even the surrounding air was torn apart wherever it passed, emitting bursts of piercing whistles.
However, what happened next left everyone dumbfounded and incomprehensible. Crius's powerful blow seemed to strike through a void of air, unimpeded by any obstruction or blockage, passing straight through Su Yan's body. Even more astonishing was that the blow not only failed to cause any substantial damage to Su Yan, but also failed to cause even the slightest ripple in his body.
Crius' heart trembled violently. His already wide eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he stared intently at the seemingly unharmed Su Yan before him, muttering involuntarily, "This... How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible!" He rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to confirm whether this was an illusion. However, when he looked again, a chill instantly ran down his spine—it turned out that the person standing there was just an illusory shadow!
"Damn it!" Crius could no longer suppress his inner anger. He roared in a low voice, and the roar was like rumbling thunder exploding in the air, deafening. "If you have the guts, stop playing these boring tricks. Fight me to the death like a man!" He waved the huge battle axe in his hand, and the axe blade flashed with cold light, as if ready to split the humiliating opponent in front of him into two halves at any time.
However, what responded to him was a light-hearted yet provocative remark: "Okay!" Following this simple answer, Crius was shocked to find that right in front of him, as if a magician cast a spell, countless figures who looked exactly like Su Yan suddenly appeared out of thin air!
Some of these figures stood still, motionless; some paced back and forth at a leisurely pace; some wore vague smiles on their faces, looking unfathomable; and some had stern faces, their expressions so cold that they made people shudder...
In an instant, the entire space seemed to be filled with Su Yan's figure, the density so dense that it was jaw-dropping and dazzling. Looking out, these figures were layered and intertwined, like a surging sea of people. The number was simply incalculable, almost stretching the space to its limit!
Faced with countless Su Yans, each indistinguishable from the real one, Chrysostom felt his head spin and his mind buzz. He stared wide-eyed, trying to locate the true form within the chaotic scene, but all his efforts were in vain. Each Su Yan looked identical, their movements and expressions flawless.
Finally, Crius could no longer suppress his inner anxiety and anger, and he suddenly erupted in a deep, deafening roar. Along with the roar, countless dazzling rays of light suddenly shone around him, and he rushed towards Su Yan around him like a herd of wild horses.
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