See Through
The Divine Peak of Azarath Sanctuary.
Cross Corridor.
Inside the hollow mountain, Hellfire burned scalding blood, emitting a foul, stench of blood.
The air had a faint red glow, dust particles were moving about, and the whole world was bloodstained, reflecting a crimson hue.
The Trigon, like mountains, loomed over the intersection of the Cross Corridor. They sat on a dark, cold stone chair, looking down at ' Raven ' with a mocking smile, their lips curling into a grin that revealed snow-white fangs.
Ba Di felt a chill run down his spine. Raven had also mentioned that his soul had something special about it, but he couldn't see anything deep inside. He sensed that Ba Di's will was unusually strong and unwavering.
Could it be that Trigon saw through his and Raven's disguise at a glance? "Father, I don't understand."
"Raven," he said, still displaying superb acting skills, trembling with fear and apprehension like Raven, his cloak revealing the same fear he always had of his father and all those in the Azarath Sanctuary who had died because of him.
"Ha ha..."
The Trigon' six eyes narrowed with laughter, their booming laughter echoing outwards, causing the tiny red particles of dust to ripple far and wide.
He was a hundred meters tall, with a cruel, violent, and enormous face. The sound that came out of his throat was like a hurricane or an earthquake, deafening.
"My daughter, Raven, won't you come out?"
Trigon bared his fangs, lowered his hand from his right cheek, straightened his back, and stood tall and proud. His six eyes held a mocking smile as he looked down at the raven as if Raven.
He knew Raven all too well.
It was originally created as a tool to test the connection between the multiverse and the God's Domain, so how could it not know the aura of its own blood?
Moreover, Ba Di's bright soul, with its unwavering will and strange nature, shone brightly in his eyes like a candle flame in the darkness, allowing him to see through everything at a glance.
No matter how you try to hide it, you can't escape his eyes.
It's just that because it shares a body with the Raven, their auras are intertwined, making it difficult to discern the true nature of this soul.
But to think that such a trick could fool him is utterly absurd.
Raven's body instantly stopped being afraid. Wearing a cloak, it raised its head, and under the brim of the cloak, its eyes were bright and clear, silently looking at Trigon's tall face.
There was not a trace of relief.
Trigon was indeed able to see through their disguise at a glance.
This Demon Lord, who has lived through countless eras and Destruction countless planets, could easily see through the elaborate disguises of Ba Di and Raven with just a glance.
They studied Trigon's temperament, the outward appearance that the Raven should exhibit, the spacing and effects of each link magic circle, the outward projection of blood information, how to conceal the fluctuations of the soul, and how to get Ba Di to pull Trigon's consciousness into the Mind World.
but.
What's truly disheartening is that none of this mattered as much as Trigon's single glance, which revealed everything.
This is despairing.
And it's only natural.
To plot against a demon powerful enough to Destruction stars, two powerful individuals who had accumulated experience over countless years, both of whom lived to be less than a hundred years old—it's hard to imagine that if they had succeeded, Trigon would still be alive today. Their scheme, prepared for many days, failed with just a glance.
The ' Raven's' figure suddenly blurred, and a phantom figure emerged from Ba Di's body—it was the Raven.
She emanated from Ba Di in a phantom form, and Ba Di was dressed in her equipment and clothing. As she stepped out of Ba Di's body, she gradually solidified from the illusory and blurry state.
She was the real Raven. Her face was expressionless, and the brim of her cloak was drawn low, concealing her cold eyes. She had sealed away her emotions once again, so that she could face her father without fear, grief, or indifference.
Meanwhile, Ba Di, who was behind him, suddenly grew taller with a series of cracking sounds, his bones grew stronger, and he regained his original jade-like body, scarred by knives, with a resolute face and cold, deep eyes.
His body was covered with dark blue veins, which bulged out in a ferocious manner, like Zha Long swimming.
"Hmph..."
He gritted his teeth, writhing in agony, his eyes bulging, bloodshot from the whites, his fists clenched so tightly that the muscles of his body seemed about to burst.
Every pore on his body burst open, splattering black blood like a hedgehog, causing him immense pain.
The blood of demons is not pleasant; every moment is torture.
Originally, it was meant to sever his physical force field, like a pain that cuts deep into his mind, severing the connections between cells, and forcibly inserted. Even with the buffer of the magic circle, the feeling of having a chili pepper stuffed into a perfectly healthy body would cause excruciating pain, like having numbing madness.
Within seconds, the magic circle on Ba Di's body collapsed, and all the demon blood gushed out. He was breathing heavily, and black demon blood flowed on his jade-like body surface, accompanied by sticky sweat, making it extremely turbid and smelly.
Raven turned around, her eyes beneath the brim of her cloak devoid of emotion. She placed her hand on Ba Di's chest, and a Ba Di breeze seemed to caress every inch of his body, washing away the grime.
A white suit was worn on him, and a white trench coat flowed down his back, making him appear tall, resolute, and elegant, yet exuding a masculine charm that was both tough and strong.
After they finished doing all this, Raven and Ba Di looked at each other.
She resolutely turned around to face the Trigon, took a step forward, lowered her head which was covered by the brim of her cloak, and said, "I'm sorry, Father, I was just joking with you."
In the instant she turned around, one could see her heart filled with sorrow and despair.
Those were eyes devoid of hope.
Empty, lifeless.
Ba Di, once had it, experienced it.
This is despair!
Ba Di fell silent.
He brought no light to others, nor did he bring hope to the Raven.
There is no hope.
Facing the Trigon, there was only despair.
Anger welled up inside Ba Di.
The Raven's desperate gaze seemed to devour his heart like a bone being gnawed at.
How to deal with it!
Trigon!
How to deal with the Trigon! How to deal with a Demon Overlord!
How to deal with a demon that roams the universe, Destruction stars with ease, as simple as drinking water.
There was not a single chance of winning, not a single possibility.
There is not even a 0.00000000001% chance that they can win.
Ba Di's face was cold, his eyes were extremely cold and deep, and his heart was filled with extreme anger.
His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles white, and large arteries bulged from his neck. His arms and body were covered with Zha Long veins.
His chest was held high, as if he were about to go mad; anger was brewing from the depths of his heart, a madness that gnawed at his very soul.
He was powerless to defy fate!
He doesn't have enough strength!
We are powerless to save the Raven!
Faced with a power like Trigon's, if the plan fails...
He's utterly useless! He can't even save himself, let alone save the Raven.
Anger was almost gnawing at his heart, driving him mad.
Unable to control their own lives.
One's own weak power is utterly powerless to stop death.
His adrenaline surged wildly, his heart pounded like a devastating thunderbolt, terrifying veins bulged all over his body, and his blood surged at an unprecedented speed.
Trigon suddenly stood up, breaking the sound barrier and exploding into a sonic boom. Above his head, a sonic cloud enveloped him, and within the haze, six terrifying eyes appeared, and from the top of the cloud, a gigantic black demonic horn emerged, followed by a deafening explosion that pierced the sky.
Through the hazy clouds, six pupils stared at Ba Di with shock and delight!
A fierce wind blew down, so cold it froze your blood.
The red dust particles were blown far away, and the blood flames burning in the Hellfire inside the Divine Peak flickered and reflected the light.
In the Cross Corridor! A black cloak was blown open, revealing the Raven's delicate body. She lowered her head, revealing an indifferent and emotionless face.
Ba Di clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, the wind whipping his hair wildly and his trench coat fluttering in the wind.
A handful of Sun Energy Capsule appeared in his hand, the golden capsules filling his right hand, which he gripped tightly.
He bared his teeth, the thick veins of his neck protruding from his carotid arteries, his angry face contorted with savagery. He looked up at the mountain-like Trigon, his black eyes filled with furious defiance. His left hand, the knuckles white from hardening, reached out and pressed against Raven's shoulder.
"Lift your head!"