With the crack of shattering lumbar vertebrae, "Dresden" was almost severed in two. His waist, far more muscular than an adult man's, was squeezed by Qin Ran's immense strength until it was thinner than a calf.
But Qin Ran did not stop there.
He slammed "Dresden" into the ground, planted a foot on the back of his head, and seized his legs with both hands. Then he began twisting "Dresden's" body as though wringing out a towel.
Riiip!
Amid the sound of tearing flesh, "Dresden" was truly ripped in two.
The world before Qin Ran split in two as well.
The war-ravaged Smallville District vanished, replaced by... a hospital room!
Qin Ran raised an eyebrow at the familiar furnishings.
Only after spotting a window and the light rain falling outside did Qin Ran relax a little. After experiencing several illusions that felt "real," he had roughly grasped their limits. They could recreate most scenes, even people familiar to him from his memories, but there were certain boundaries.
The weather!
The sun, moon, and stars!
These were beyond what his opponent could create. Even in the Smallville District, where his opponent had done everything possible to create someone resembling "Dresden," the sky had still been concealed with "smoke."
Still, to make sure, Qin Ran opened the window and held out his right hand.
The dense, cold raindrops poured onto Qin Ran's right hand, quickly soaking his entire palm.
Qin Ran watched the heavy rain, but when his gaze swept over his palm, he froze.
Then he abruptly withdrew his hand and looked at its back.
The eerie smiling face, which had once been as sharply defined as a tattoo, was now barely visible. The crimson lines around it had also lost their vivid color.
Illusions that felt real.
A faded, eerie