Ten-Thousand-Jin Sand

"I admit I underestimated you!"

Chaplin narrowed his eyes slightly. His gaze swept over Carl Paul in the distance, who was deathly pale and looked utterly terrified, before settling on Dago, a chilling gleam seeping through his narrowed eyes.

He was at the Mid-Second Circle, and the mental power fluctuations naturally radiating from his body were stronger than Carl Paul's had been at his peak.

In terms of sheer mental power, Chaplin, a Mid-Second-Ring Wizard, was at least twenty times stronger than the Late First-Ring Dago.

As he stood before Dago, his terrifying Mental Force Field swept away every free-floating elemental particle around Dago that was not earth-aligned. The Absolute Ice-Cold Domain Dago had constructed by stacking his two soul imprints was already struggling under the pressure of Chaplin's Mental Force Field alone.

The freezing air dispersed almost as soon as it manifested, barely able to take shape.

The [Winter Star] replicated through the soul imprint [Prism] was still fundamentally different from the [Winter Star] in his mental space. It was like an object reflected in a mirror: no matter how closely it resembled the original, an imitation remained an imitation.

Dago understood this perfectly well, so the [Prism]-enhanced ice domain was not what gave him the confidence to challenge Chaplin.

"Trash is still trash, no matter how you dress it up!"

Chaplin spoke quietly, his gaze calm as he watched Dago. A mysterious aura flowed out of his body, and a powerful, ponderous domain force field took shape in an instant.

"Fine, then. I'll deal with you myself."

Dago gave the ice sword in his hand a light flourish and nodded at Chaplin. "I was about to say the same thing."

"You're just as stubbornly defiant as Bernal."

Chaplin spoke impassively.

Dago could not help laughing. "Anyone who didn't