Summon Wind and Rain

The chunks of flesh Chen Yi had cut away suddenly gathered together.

Pride Demon Mattia Sawyer appeared with a look of utter intoxication. "I thank you from the bottom of my heart. You were the one who allowed me to step into the Awakening Tier. You were the one who made me understand just how powerful the strength I wield is."

Chen Yi had already grown accustomed to his enemies suddenly erupting with newfound power.

Things that seemed utterly absurd to others were no longer the first occurrence for Chen Yi.

For some reason, hearing the other party mention awakening—

Chen Yi strangely thought of Devil Fruit, as well as that old demon barely clinging to life in the Pirate World.

Mattia Sawyer was not in good condition, which meant the injuries inflicted earlier had indeed been real.

Without any visible movement from Mattia Sawyer, the ground where he stood transformed into blood.

The Earth Wall Chen Yi had raised in advance suffered the same fate.

Creations of nature were forcibly twisted into blood.

This was not a domain, but an alteration of reality through power.

As a mage, Chen Yi naturally understood just how absurd this was.

Even those alchemists who pursued forbidden knowledge followed the alchemical principle of equivalent exchange.

To refine gold, one needed more than just soil; one also needed equivalent energy.

For example, a Philosopher's Stone refined from souls, or one's own Mana.

But that principle did not seem to apply to his opponent.

The essence of soil in the Material World had simply been directly altered.

A personal reality unique to demons?

So-called personal reality was gaining a reality that belonged only to oneself through some kind of power.

It forcibly twisted the Material World, creating the unique world perceived by the individual.

It