As the light and shadows solidified, the outline's hidden lines leapt into view.
A demon with a pair of horns spiraling upward from its head appeared before them, wreathed in billowing abyssal black mist.
Four meters tall, with purple skin, bulging muscles, bat wings stretched over a skeletal frame, and glowing scarlet eyes—every feature displayed the gloom and terror of an abyssal demon.
Roar—
A terrifying cry and a surging aura crashed toward them.
Frod had never faced such an abyssal demon head-on. Even knowing it was not real, his face still turned slightly pale, and he could not help retreating a few steps.
"This is a ram-horned demon." Rhein stroked his chin as he examined it. "It looks impressive, but there isn't the slightest energy fluctuation. No matter how I look at it, it seems like... an illusion."
Su Mishi smiled. "Lord Rhein, this isn't an illusion. I used the Rhythmic Membrane to bring it forth—"
Before he could finish, Su Mishi saw Rhein walk up to the ram-horned demon and lightly poke it with one finger. The demon, which had looked so imposing moments ago, deflated like a punctured balloon at once.
The ram-horned demon bent over with a constipated expression, then vanished outright amid flickering halos of light.
Rhein clicked his tongue twice.
The explanation Su Mishi had been giving froze on his lips.
Sanders said, "Even contact with matter that contains no energy can inflict devastating damage on it. Your illusion is not up to standard."
Sanders's supplementary stab made Su Mishi's already stifled chest tighten again.
"How could it be an illusion?" Su Mishi said. "I clearly activated the Rhythmic Membrane. That's impossible. Let me take another look..."
Frowning, Su Mishi stood rooted to the spot and began studying it.
Several minutes later, Su Mishi