Their Respective Battles

If I were facing a Fictional Demon, I would probably be dead in that instant, Bige thought.

With Naimus's ability, he could see through him in advance, and even foresee the changes he might develop, then instruct Pur beforehand.

So the only way I can win quickly relies on one point: Pur cannot completely execute Naimus's orders. Bige only felt that he was exceptionally pitiful.

At this moment, Pur could only be considered a weapon in his eyes—a weapon that delivered the moves Naimus had pre-stored.

And after pondering in his own heart for a long time, he discovered that if he dragged things out, the flaws in his own mindset would only grow larger and larger.

Once his mental flaws were magnified to the point of a mental breakdown, he would inevitably lose.

Therefore, I can only win quickly, and a quick victory can only choose to push toward extreme situations. Through this method, I can create a situation the Fictional Demon did not anticipate, while gambling on Pur's mindset.

Whether his mindset can truly remain steady under special circumstances.

Once it fails to hold steady, that will be my opportunity.

This thought was exceedingly humble.

Facing such a subordinate put forward by Naimus, he was forced into his current state.

The corner of his eye couldn't help but glance into the distance, seeing how the others' battlefields were faring.

Aside from himself bitterly searching for a way to break the deadlock here, another method was to bring in external reinforcements of the same rank.

Even if Naimus was a god, there was no way he could make someone in Pur's situation simultaneously deal with two extreme Golden Breeds.

Then, he saw that the other side had also fallen into a bitter battle.

The Holy Walker relied on Holy