Before long, however, Lynn shook his head.
He looked at his evil self, a trace of pity in his voice. "Your mind has already been corrupted by demonic power."
"You're not the real me. You're just an evil shadow that was copied."
"You're fake. You're not even a real person!"
When Evil Lynn heard that, he immediately roared in fury!
He could not bear having his very existence denied by his original self.
"Bastard, you're the fake!"
As he spoke, he swung the longsword in his hand and launched a deadly attack at Justice Lynn.
The move was vicious and fast, reaching Justice Lynn's chest almost in the blink of an eye.
Justice Lynn dodged swiftly.
In his hand, he gripped the Demon Hunting Bow he had bought, ready to counterattack at any moment.
"You will never win."
"Justice will triumph over evil in the end!"
"You're wrong. The victor gets to define himself as the side of justice!"
"With that little understanding, you still think you can defeat me?" Evil Lynn's voice carried a hint of mockery, a sharp, biting sarcasm.
A fool like this wanted to seize final victory?
It was only because he had gained the world's favor. Otherwise, he would have died hundreds of times already.
The two began a fierce battle.
Justice Lynn relied on his courage and wisdom—of course, he had none of that at all. In truth, what he relied on was the world's bias.
Every time he attacked, there was an extra boost, while his opponent's counterattacks always missed.
Because of this, he gradually gained the upper hand.
Although Evil Lynn was powerful and extremely shrewd, his heart was filled with hatred and rage, and that made him lose the world's favor in battle.
The world would not favor a rational evil