The black light shot forward with incredible speed.
"Soul Leech!"
Asquien recognized the attack at a glance.
After taking the hit, his face turned deathly pale.
"Who are you? I don't think I've ever offended you."
Asquien asked in a low voice.
"Points have no right to ask questions. Just be a fool when you die!"
Ulunisen's expression was cold.
He casually waved his hand again, and countless wisps of gray mist appeared around Asquien.
Attacks using the Laws of Death were impossible to guard against.
The gray mist clung to its target like a parasite, draining their spiritual energy once released.
Seeing that Asquien's soul defense was average, Ulunisen had prepared this "feast" especially for him.
"Hmph! You dare look down on me? I'll kill you!"
Seeing Ulunisen's casual attitude, Asquien flushed with anger and shouted.
Asquien suddenly split into hundreds of afterimages that surrounded Ulunisen.
"Oh? Stealth Shadow Art. You've trained it well."
Ulunisen had a High-level God clone of Darkness, so he naturally understood the Laws of Darkness inside and out.
As the hundreds of figures closed in, layers of gray mist rippled outward from around him like waves.
In an instant, all the clones were scattered.
"Vmmm—"
At that moment, to fend off the gray mist, Asquien turned the hundred meters around himself completely black, without a trace of light.
At the same time, the entire space began to twist and swirl, as if everything around him were being devoured. The hundred meters around Asquien turned utterly dark.
His pitch-black palm suddenly turned as red as blood. A small black sphere rested in his palm, like a black hole.
His face twisted with rage as he struck at Ulunisen.
"Die!"
"Think I can't fight at close range? Fool."
Although Ulunisen could tell that Asquien's palm strike