Exile

Exile

Suddenly, he felt a Divine Sense sweep over him, and his expression darkened. He could let it go when someone snooped on him while he was traveling, but how dare anyone do that on his turf? They had to be punished severely! Right after that, a wave of Thunder Element divine power came rushing toward him. Black sensed the approaching god. Though he was a Thunder Element Highgod, famed for his speed, he wasn't particularly fast—at most, he had fused two Mysteries, and Speed of Lightning wasn't one of them.

He was at a loss for words. Did this rookie not know who owned Dark Gloom Peak? How dare he be so bold! Black never considered that this might be a Highgod concealing his strength. If he were a Paragon, they would know each other; if he were a Seven-Star expert or an Asura, he wouldn't dare provoke him. And even if he did, Black's Death Divine Clone had nothing to fear.

"Black, you son of a bitch!" The stranger's divine message arrived before he had even flown close. Black froze, then flew into a rage. Even the Sovereigns treated him with respect, and this bastard dared to—

With his anger rising, Death Divine Power spread around him. Two soul attacks shot from his eyes and instantly pierced the stranger's body. The stranger was Percy, of the five-star Night Demon level. He had no defense against an attack on the Asura level. He fell from the sky at once, writhing on the ground in pain, yet still cursing, "You—son—of—a—bitch!"

Black was even more furious. A Soul Leech appeared in his hand, and he sent it into Percy's body. Percy's eyes rolled back as pain wracked him, his body convulsing until he could no longer speak. Black walked up to him, his gaze as sharp as a knife, making Percy feel as if countless insects were biting him, stripping his skin and breaking his bones.

"I'll torture you for ten million years, and it still won't be enough to ease my rage. Let me crack open your skull and see who gave you the nerve!" Black snarled, ready to strike again.

Suddenly, a Divine Sense swept over from afar, followed by a blast of Radiant Divine Power and a stern shout. "Black, let him go!"

Black casually blocked the attack, already knowing who had come. The twenty or thirty Paragons and suspected Paragons had watched countless recordings of one another's battles; he knew their appearances by heart. And as a true Paragon, he could tell whether someone had used Willpower in a fight.

Just a suspected Paragon, and he dared order him around? Black paid him no heed.

Divine power continued invading Percy's body. Black was about to search his memories when a strange kind of Radiant Divine Power blocked him. Black forced his way through the barrier, but the Radiant Divine Power held firm. As the two forces clashed, Percy's divine body neared collapse.

"I said stop!" Lincoln conjured seven round beads and sent them toward Black. The beads glowed with Sacred light. "Black, if you don't stop, I'll make you regret it!"

Years of combat experience told Black that Lincoln's Seven-Star Heaven was no ordinary technique. Since he wouldn't get Percy's memories anytime soon, Black simply lifted Percy and hurled him at the seven radiant beads. The poor Highgod died amid the endless light, still writhing in pain and unable to utter a sound.

Lincoln flew over, furious. "Black, how dare you!"

Black remained unmoved, looking down at Lincoln with contempt. "Of course I dare. Lincoln, don't think that being praised as a suspected Paragon means you can stand alongside us Paragon Highgods. If you're not a Paragon, you'll always be beneath us!"

Lincoln sneered. "Fine. A fine Shadow Night Demon, indeed. Today, I'll grind your Death Divine Clone into the dirt and see what your Paragon Highgod status can do for you!"

Before his words had even faded, Lincoln raised his left hand, unleashing boundless radiance. "Prison of Light!" Threads of light interwove, instantly enclosing Black. A slight touch was enough for Black to feel his soul being purified and damaged. "Not bad, Lincoln. The Death Rules delve deepest into the soul, yet you can still hurt me. But if you want to fight, then fight! Do you think I, a dignified Paragon Highgod, would fear you?"

As Black spoke, Dark Sovereign Power surged through him. The Sovereign's Might severed the threads of light, leaving them as if lifeless. He shaped the Dark Sovereign Power into enormous scythes and sent them toward Lincoln. "Soul Reap!"

Lincoln scoffed. Light Sovereign Power surged through him, and the radiance drew back together, forming a command seal in the air. "Heavenly Execution!"

Lincoln's Laws of Light were only half a step from Paragon, while Black's Death Rules were merely on the level of an ordinary Asura. He was already at a disadvantage. On top of that, Lincoln used Sovereign's Might of the same element, multiplying his strength several hundredfold, while Black used power that didn't match his element, multiplying his strength only a hundredfold. The combined difference scattered Black's attack, and Heavenly Execution struck him head-on.

The Prison of Light was the setup for Heavenly Execution. Once caught in it, the target was locked on and struck by Heavenly Execution.

"Eden Javelin!" Right on the heels of Heavenly Execution came a transparent javelin wreathed in Seven-Colored Light. Its power surpassed even Heavenly Execution's, and it struck Black directly, erupting in a dazzling flash.

Lincoln watched intently. As the light gradually faded, a figure appeared within it: Black, looking utterly unconcerned.

Lincoln's eyes narrowed. "You deliberately didn't dodge. You have a Material Defense Sovereign Artifact."

"That's right, Lincoln. Even with mismatched Sovereign's Might, you might not be able to break through my Soul Defense, and you certainly can't breach my material defense. I didn't expect your Light God Clone to be so powerful, in addition to your Darkness Divine Clone. Too bad you're mediocre at everything and excel at nothing. Once my Darkness Divine Clone arrives, you'd better prepare to die with regrets!"

Lincoln truly wanted to destroy this Death Divine Clone, but it still wasn't time to reveal his Willpower.

"In that case..." Lincoln changed tack and once again drew upon a drop of Sovereign's Might to attack, closing in on Black at incredible speed. The Laws of Light were among the fastest laws. Black couldn't dodge in time before a fist slammed into his stomach. Then countless fists rained down on him, leaving him unable to defend himself.

This technique used the Speed of Light Mystery as its core, with other Mysteries in support and a Sovereign Artifact Body as its foundation: "Lost Paradise!" It could kill an enemy in an instant. Even with extremely strong physical defense, it could leave the enemy unable to react for a brief moment. To make sure his plan succeeded, Lincoln had brought out his Saint Original Body instead of leaving it in the safer Material Plane.

Likewise, the Thunder Divine Clone, Wind Divine Clone, and Fire Divine Clone could use Speed of Lightning, the fast-slow Mystery, or the Explosion Mystery in combination with the Saint Original Body to perform this technique.

Seeing that the time was right, Lincoln put all his strength into a kick with his left foot, sending Black high into the air. He casually tore open a spatial rift, then swiftly moved above Black and clapped his hands together, banishing the helpless Black into the Spatial Turbulence.

"No—!" Black finally came to his senses and screamed frantically.

Lincoln merely watched with a cold smile. "Go lord it over the Spatial Turbulence!"