Duels between top-tier superhumans easily became one-on-one fights, often because of the choices Professionals made.
"If it turns into a brawl, immortality gets burned through quickly, and you might really die. Those cowards naturally choose one-on-one fights, figuring they can run if they can't win."
Although Chris was exaggerating somewhat, as far as Lu PingAn knew, there were also issues such as abilities interfering with each other and allies accidentally injuring one another if everyone deployed their domains.
But at its core, it was exactly the problem Big Cat had mentioned. In a melee among top-tier superhumans, one could indeed die for no apparent reason.
In a one-on-one fight, at least one's life and death remained in one's own hands. Running away was one option, and "death," in a sense, was also an acceptable escape route. But if there were too many superhumans on the battlefield, temporary death could become permanent death.
Amid the overlapping "divine kingdoms," excessively mottled collisions of rules might suppress your immortality—or simply nullify it outright.
Of course, an overwhelming gap in strength made every hunt far easier. The demigods those God Above Gods had been swallowing one after another all seemed to have truly died.
A Tier 9 fighting a Tier 8 would still have to struggle bitterly, but when a Tier 11 instantly killed a Tier 9, there had yet to be any survivors.
Every front was bleeding—yours, mine, the Fishmen's, humanity's. The number of demigods and Rule-level beings who had died today was probably greater than in the entire previous year.
"Fish Head, ready? You look pretty tasty."
As Lu PingAn spoke, countless spatial corridors had already been prepared.
Void Rays were originally top-tier spatial creatures. The thing before him was even a powerful mutant bred within its species, naturally skilled at spatial