Escape from the Mirror Dimension!

"Damn it! Just who the hell is this lunatic?!" After finally managing to condense his body again, Damian's expression had turned extremely ugly. Healing like this did not come without a price. Even a powerhouse among Hell Lords had to expend power to do it.

After several explosions, Damian's previously surging strength had dropped somewhat. Even after he recovered, his aura was clearly no longer as terrifying as before.

Of course, if a Hell Lord like Damian had to pay a price to recover, then Robet, who had transformed into Self-Destruct Boy, naturally had to spend a tremendous amount of energy as well.

That was why, from the start of the explosions until now, Robet's combat power had not risen any further. That portion of his energy had all gone into healing his injuries.

Although in previous battles, Robet generally would not deliberately recover from non-lethal wounds, the injuries caused by blowing himself up like this were far too severe. If he did not spend power specifically to heal them, he would not even be able to maintain his combat power...

"You thought that was the end?" Just as Damian had recovered and was feeling deeply wary because of Robet's recent moves, Robet's figure appeared in front of him once more and lunged toward where he was.

Rumble!

The sound of an explosion echoed through the Mirror Dimension once again. It was as if it were a cycle, like a replay. Robet's and Damian's bodies vanished once more...

"Does this count as fighting?" Kaecilius looked at the scene inside the Mirror Dimension and murmured in confusion for a moment.

"Hmm—why wouldn't it?" Baron Mordo thought for a moment, then said softly, "Even a true battle would find it difficult to reach such an intense and tragic level. This time, the