But with Lola involved, Reilo couldn't afford to worry about anything else.
As he kept retreating, Reilo suddenly let out a low, muffled snort.
Beneath the Capricorn Mask, his eyes turned grave. All around them, light and darkness began to warp, accompanied by dense, high-frequency vibrations in the air. An ancient, vast, merciless aura of law seemed to probe right into their bones. Even Jace, holding the Glory Sword, was briefly dazed.
This aura of law...
Jace forcibly fought off the pressure of the law and came back to his senses. The wide corridor around him had become a blur, everything distorted in the interplay of light and darkness.
Chunks of stone and gravel rose from the floor and flew toward the gravitational vortex that devoured everything.
No.
It wasn't just the rocks and rubble.
To his shock, even the sword images conjured by the Glory Sword in his hand began drifting uncontrollably toward the devouring vortex's black point. No matter how he struggled, he could barely resist.
Unlike Jace, Corleon took a deep breath when he saw this.
"Law solidification—the power of a Grandmaster?"
Meanwhile,
Jace realized that ordinary attacks would likely have little effect on Reilo in his current state. And if he didn't use the Glory Sword for ranged attacks, engaging this bizarrely transformed opponent in close combat would be a foolish choice.
Huh!?
Sensing something, Jace abruptly leaped backward, dodging a close-range strike from Reilo, who wielded a Level Five Singularity Technique.
"This guy!!"
A heart-pounding sensation told Jace in an instant that Reilo, in this state, really could kill him!
"Ha!"
Jace drove the Glory Sword, releasing hundreds of sword images at once. But every one of them was sucked into the distorted point of light and darkness. As Jace's expression darkened, Reilo charged forward