On the battlefield, black and white continued to clash.
Yet the white side would sometimes turn the same black as its enemy, then turn white again.
It was almost like the struggle within a person's heart when they were trying to do something that violated their conscience.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha! You said you wanted to kill me, but in the end, it was nothing but empty words."
The Herrscher of the End, Feng Chen, said this, putting Bianca under immense pressure.
Feng Chen had not used the Divine Key or any other weapon. He had merely relied on his bare hands to fight her to a standstill. He had not used his ability to stop time once since earlier.
Although Bianca had separated the Black Abyss White Flower into a longsword and a lance, that did not mean she had used the full power of the Divine Key.
The power of the Black Abyss White Flower could even reverse life and death. But Bianca was deeply worried. Would such power really be useful against Feng Chen, who possessed the power of the Herrscher of the End?
Even without having considered Feng Chen's true abilities before, Bianca had still seen through some of them.
Among countless possibilities of cause and effect, the only ones Feng Chen could use were destruction and creation. But among the causes and effects he could neither use nor reveal, could there be one where he was killed by her?
"You said just now that I'm a counterfeit, right?"
The Herrscher of the End, Feng Chen's words made Bianca involuntarily shift her attention to him.
Indeed, she had just called the Herrscher of the End, Feng Chen, a counterfeit. But could she prove it?
"In my eyes, you are a counterfeit, because I know