You Are the MVP

"You're my opponent?"

"You're my opponent?"

The Death Knight reined in the skeletal warhorse, crimson eyes staring at Mirror, a hoarse and low voice full of disdain, "Mere ants that just ignited divine fire, you dare to talk big?"

"Is it talking big? Why don't you try and find out?" Mirror's expression was calm, hands gently sweeping through the void as space cracks quietly emerged, shattering the space around the Death Knight into pieces.

"Tricks of a petty demon!"

The Death Knight let out a cold snort, the spear in his hand stabbing fiercely forward as a streak of black death energy shot out, instantly shattering the space cracks.

"Oh? Got some skill."

Mirror raised a brow slightly.

This Death Knight actually had some substance, much stronger than the previous bone-spiked skeleton, breaking her space cracks with such ease.

However, the battle had only just begun!

"Spatial Turbulence!"

Mirror formed a hand seal with one hand, and the space around them began to distort violently, forming a powerful spatial turbulence that swept toward the Death Knight.

The Death Knight's expression changed slightly.

He could feel the power of this spatial turbulence; if he were sucked into it, even he would be in big trouble.

"Necromantic Bastion!"

The Death Knight didn't dare to be careless, releasing a skill in response.

A thick black light curtain appeared, firmly protecting the Death Knight and the skeletal warhorse.

The spatial turbulence crashed against the necromantic bastion, producing a deafening roar as the surrounding ground instantly shattered.

The necromantic bastion trembled violently, seeming as though it would shatter at any moment, yet it managed to hang on by a thread and blocked the offensive.

"Hahahaha! It's useless! Ants are ants in the end. Before my necromantic bastion, all your attacks are in vain!"

The Death