Among those numerous Imaginary Bodies.
The Imaginary - Planet Devourers alone, with their highly distinctive appearances, numbered in dense swarms, looking like a vast clone army pouring forth in full force!
And every single one of them was almost as strong as the original!
This was not referring to the Planet Devourer in Clone State, the kind who got beaten around by all sorts of minor characters. It referred to his Main Body State—even the well-fed Golden Life Envoy Form - Planet Devourer!
Likewise.
The Imaginary Bodies of the other four Five Entity Creation Gods also formed a bustling, sprawling mass at this moment.
As for higher-level Imaginary Bodies—Imaginary - Living Tribunal, Imaginary - Phoenix Force, Imaginary - First Firmament...
Because their true strength was roughly comparable to his own, perhaps even somewhat stronger.
Marquis of Death could only create a small number of Beggarly Version Goods. He was unable to perfectly replicate them one-to-one.
And as those beings, many of whom were larger than the universe itself, appeared one after another.
This palace, whose interior could previously only be called fairly spacious.
Seemed to have been automatically enlarged, forcibly and perfectly accommodating every being.
There was not the slightest sense of crowding, much less any danger of being burst apart!
Furthermore.
Under the repeated crushing and ravaging of the energy fields emanating from those Imaginary Bodies, even the various interior decorations here suffered no substantive damage.
Orsaga, who sat in his seat with an expression full of composure, finally revealed a different expression.
"You struck first, you know~"
Joy.
It was an expression of joy!
Orsaga had originally had no reason to deal Marquis of Death a killing blow.
But now.
With the other party's actions, he finally had the long-awaited reason to make his move!
After all.
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