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Boom—

A clone appeared on each side of Crocell.

They each transformed into a Black Hole Vortex-like sphere, blocking Han Yu's two successive ranged Light Slash attacks.

At the same time.

Crocell, who had seized the chance to catch his breath, finally recovered.

His left foot stomped heavily onto the ground.

A layer of black light immediately burst from within him.

It forcefully slowed the Holy Sword's light as it came slashing down once again.

Then, his long saber in his right hand braced against the ground.

The saber in his left hand swept upward.

This counterattack was truly stunning.

A massive crescent-shaped blade of light suddenly bloomed.

As his body spun, it swept through a full two hundred and seventy degrees.

The tip of the light blade shot straight at Han Yu, seeking to cut him apart.

As an intelligent demon god, his mind worked with astonishing speed.

Even in such an unfavorable situation, a calm Crocell was absolutely terrifying.

He understood that even in a dead end, he could not give up even the slightest opportunity.

He had to find a way to break the situation.

At worst, he could only use his trump card.

At the very least, he had to drag down a knight with such terrifying talent. He could not die for nothing.

Therefore.

Even though he knew full well that he was within an illusion, Crocell no longer continued to fear it.

Instead, he gradually calmed down and responded.

At the same time, Crocell did not let down his guard against the Light Swords attacking from behind.

They might have been illusions, attacks incapable of causing substantial damage.

Yet he was not careless in the slightest.

The six dark wings on his back seemed to come alive.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

They spun rapidly to