There was no doubt that Vilnalasath's sudden appearance out of nowhere had placed enormous psychological pressure on Pluto Hisoka.
Although the Red Dragon Queen had done nothing from beginning to end, anyone who was not blind could see the close connection between her and Allen.
With such a dangerous creature watching from the sidelines, Hisoka naturally could no longer devote all his attention to resisting the magic domain and its rules as he had at the beginning. He had to hold something back against a possible sneak attack at any moment.
And in a confrontation on such a high level, that distraction was undoubtedly fatal.
After only a few hours, the originally fierce and sharp offensive gradually subsided, and the advantage Hisoka had gained through his relentless attacks was slowly pulled back by Allen.
In certain areas, Allen even began shifting from defense to offense, constantly eroding the Dark Magic domain that occupied the entire dimension.
Clearly, just as nuclear weapons were most intimidating when placed on missile launchers—
The motionless Vilnalasath, whose true capabilities could not be discerned, was such a nuclear weapon sitting on a launch pad.
The less she acted, the deeper Hisoka's wariness became.
At last, the Underworld God could not help demanding, "What exactly is going on between you and that dragon?"
"You mean her?" Allen glanced at the red dragon standing behind him, and a teasing smile immediately appeared on his face. "She is the other half I created. We share life, thoughts, memories, and souls. You could even understand it as: she is me, and I am her."
"The other half?"
Upon hearing those words, Hisoka immediately frowned.
Because he had never heard of any old god or dimensional Demon God splitting half of their power and authority off from themselves for no