The humanoid figures formed from countless Ghost Peach Blossoms weaved through the wind, with the occasional phantom of clocks appearing out of thin air. The clicking sound of gears meshing was like a death knell, greatly restricting the movements of the Ghost Peach Blossoms.
However, these clock phantoms were not enough to decide the outcome of the battle; they seemed to only serve to delay the enemy. With a forceful swing, Ghost Peach Blossom could shatter the clock phantoms.
Hu Jiu, who had been secretly observing, keenly noticed that the shattering of some clock phantoms was too deliberate, like bait laid by a hunter, while other clock phantoms were not shattered at all; they appeared in a chaotic yet orderly manner and disappeared in a moment.
To be precise, they didn't disappear; rather, they became hidden and invisible.
If Hu Jiu had been in the center of the battlefield instead of watching intently from the sidelines, he probably wouldn't have noticed these hidden clock phantoms, let alone Ghost Peach Blossom was constantly moving at high speed and focused on the battle.
After a fierce battle, No. 6 Proxy said dismissively, "You're fast, but speed alone is useless against me. Without the ability to manipulate time, you'll never be my match!"
Ghost Peach Blossom remained silent, only launching attacks.
The other Executor of the Sky Loft had long since left, only watching from afar.
The clock's phantom image continued to be shattered, but this shattering was a way for No. 6 Proxy to guide Ghost Peach Blossom's actions in some way.
At that moment, No. 6 Proxy suddenly laughed and calmly uttered a few words: "The auspicious time has arrived!"
As soon as the words were spoken, all the previously hidden clock phantoms appeared simultaneously, merging to form a huge purple clock.
This clock, like a giant cocoon, enveloped the entire peach grove. The hour, minute, and second hands inside the clock slowly rotated, and the speed of the Ghost Peach Blossoms also slowed down.
The thousands of branches resembled insects frozen in amber, but the trapped Ghost Peach Blossom himself seemed unaware of the abnormal flow of time, treating the purple clock merely as a cage.
So he manipulated the tree roots and branches to frantically crash into the complex clockwork phantom. He felt himself getting faster and faster, and the pink light on his body became more and more intense. In an instant, cracks appeared on the purple clockwork phantom that No. 6 Proxy had painstakingly set up.
But No. 6 Proxy showed no sign of panic. He opened his right palm, and strange lines emerged from it, as if sketching something. The lines became more and more complete, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be a scaled-down version of the clock phantom wrapped in Ghost Peach Blossoms.
As Number 6 gracefully clasped his hands together, the clock phantom in the center of the battlefield began to compress. This process was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, three-dimensional space was compressed into a two-dimensional flat scroll.
"Time-Space Unity." Number 6 arrogantly looked down at the Ghost Peach Blossom, who had suffered a dimensional reduction attack.
The Ghost Peach Blossoms were still full of vitality, but it was as if they had entered another dimension. Countless branches could only extend in vain in a two-dimensional plane, like specimens trapped in a glass interlayer, completely unable to cause any damage.
Seeing this, Hu Jiu, who was secretly watching, felt a chill run down his spine. Although the No. 6 Proxy's ability had a long wind-up, once it was successfully used to trap the enemy, the enemy would have no power to resist.
The time-space scroll that trapped Ghost Peach Blossom was slowly and repeatedly folded by No. 6 Proxy, and Ghost Peach Blossom inside was folded along with it.
After being folded multiple times, the Ghost Peach Blossom was no longer recognizable; its roots, trunk, and flowers were all crumpled into a blurry mess of fragments.
The outcome is already decided.
But just then, a pink light suddenly burst out from the mosaic that had been folded into a blurry mess.
The light pierced through the compressed scroll of time and space, flying straight into the distance.
Countless illusory clocks appeared out of thin air, but none of them could stop the beam of light.
No. 6 Proxy sighed.
"Have we defeated him?" asked the other Executor who had only rushed back to help after seeing the victory in their favor.
Number 6 shook his head. "He's not dead, he escaped. Those Ghost Peach Blossoms are just partial symbols of the Beauty Goddess; the Beauty Goddess's true form hasn't appeared yet."
"Even so, the enemy must have been injured this time, and they shouldn't be able to come back anytime soon. That gives us enough time to revise our battle plan."
At this moment, Number 6 looked at the other Executor and asked meaningfully, "Speaking of which, how was Ghost Peach Blossom able to accurately infiltrate the Sky Loft? How did they know the exact location of the Sky Loft?"
He suspected there was a mole within the Administration.
The others naturally understood this meaning as well, and for a moment, they didn't know what to say.
Number 6: "Forget it, we can deal with that later. Let's deal with the lingering Supernatural from the Ghost Peach Blossom first."
Although the peach trees that had invaded the Sky Loft have been cleared away, many roots and remaining flower branches still entwine tightly around the place.
Under Number 6's command, the other Executor quickly took action to eliminate any remaining threats. The remaining Momoshiki still put up some resistance, causing a minor problem for the Executor group.
Ghost Peach Blossom is only a part of the Beauty Goddess, yet it has caused such great harm, demonstrating that the self-proclaimed Beauty Goddess is a huge threat to the Administration.
If even the Administration can't do anything about it, then other organizations and forces are even less likely to be able to fight against this behemoth. Number 6 is determined to completely contain it.
Otherwise, the only option is to restart Rollback.
However... Rollback doesn't seem to come without a price.
As he pondered this, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, as if something terrifying was staring at him maliciously.
Number 6 suddenly turned around, looking in the direction where the pink beam of light had disappeared, Supernatural feeling washing over his eyes.
In an instant, the world in his vision changed drastically; the white clouds became murky, and the originally azure sky was covered with a layer of gloomy, dim pink.
In this bizarre sky, there stands a tree at least 300 meters tall, growing upside down. Its roots are anchored to the sky, as if drawing nourishment from it, and its trunk hangs down from top to bottom, with thousands of pink flowers in full bloom.
The tree trunk is incredibly thick, and half of it has an androgynous human shape that, from a distance, resembles an extremely beautiful person nestled under the tree.
However, the surface of this beautiful humanoid figure was covered with tangled branches, like tentacles gathered together. Moreover, the tree was so huge that it could even induce a sense of colossal fear. It was also growing upside down, defying common sense, and the beautiful humanoid figure was also hanging upside down, so that this beauty was mixed with an endless sense of the bizarre.
The backs of the delicate petals are densely covered with the textures of human eyeballs, silently staring at the Sky Loft.
"Is this the Beauty Goddess?" Number 6 murmured, the ultimate allure instantly shattering his cognitive barriers.