(Thank you very much to 'Yunqi Qinggu' for the tip!)
Couldn't be defeated!
Couldn't be killed!
Even though Wu Yan, having entered Little Flandre's 'Crimson Jade Mode,' now possessed the strength to defeat Archer on his own, with the mist of magical energy repairing Archer's body, even if he could win, he couldn't knock Archer down.
Now, Wu Yan finally understood what Bazett's helplessness had felt like when facing him, and he also understood the plight of those who faced True Ancestors or immortal creatures as opponents.
Troublesome!
Far too troublesome!
"Don't think this means you're safe!"
A flash of irritation passed through his scarlet eyes as Wu Yan raised his hand toward Archer.
"Even True Ancestors can be killed. I refuse to believe that a Heroic Spirit materialized through a card, one that doesn't even have a wolf, can keep reviving forever!"
As though venting the irritation in his heart, a strange ripple slowly began to emanate from Wu Yan's palm, as if he were gripping an invisible black hole and drawing something in.
"Gyaaaaaah—!" Archer seemed to sense the danger and let out a furious roar. Black sludge churned across his body, which had only just regained a humanoid outline.
Without a doubt, Archer intended to draw something from his prized treasury once again!
But one needed to "draw," while the other only needed to "grasp." Who was faster was obvious...
"Too slow..." As those words fell, the hand wreathed in strange ripples clenched fiercely!
Bang!!!
"—!" Just as before, Archer did not even have time to react. Wu Yan's hand had barely closed when Archer's body swelled and exploded.
Likewise, the black mist of magical energy around them once more converged upon the place where Archer had originally stood...
"It's not over yet!"
Watching Archer, still wrapped