Don't Move, Just Wait Here to Die

By the Tussock River, at another battlefield.

Crackle...

The grand lightning storm turned into several tiny electric snakes. They caused no harm at all, instead dissipating weakly. At the sight, all three people present fell into surprise.

Their expressions varied.

"What is Botis up to?"

Dorian Gray held a Beyonder Item he had not had time to use, looking confused and bewildered.

Teacher's item is so powerful...

Fors marveled inwardly. But why does he look even more surprised...?

"What happened? Did Dorian do this?"

On the opposite bank, Botis, the Saint of Secrets, wore a strange expression. "Could the Abraham Family have some hidden method I don't know about...?"

Three people, three different states of mind. None of them knew what had happened in that instant.

The atmosphere remained deadlocked for several seconds.

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After some thought, Botis spread his palm.

Whoosh!

Illusory, dazzling light immediately gathered in his palm, proving that his strength as a Secrets Sorcerer had not vanished.

At the sight of that light, the unease in his eyes quickly faded, and the arrogance of a Demigod returned to his face.

No matter what had happened just now, as long as his strength remained, there was nothing to fear!

Botis took a step to his side and instantly Blinked several meters to the right. Then he Blinked again, and again... In the blink of an eye, he had traced a circle around Dorian and Fors.

With every flash, he left behind a duplicate... No, they seemed more like illusory afterimages. Botis had simply moved back and forth so quickly that it looked as though he had created numerous duplicates!

Dorian and Fors, surrounded at the center, saw every Botis begin to move. Illusory tomes reflected in their eyes. Some unleashed dazzling lightning storms, some condensed blazing white