No fighting fair-just running away!

The spatial fabric of the Deep Dimensions twisted and warped under the slash.

Still.

The Eye Beast really could take a beating.

The continent beneath its feet.

Wasn't made of actual earth or stone at all.

It was a solid mass formed entirely from vast quantities of Psychic Power.

Ren cleaved it apart.

And it grew back in the blink of an eye.

Raging Psychic Power.

Flowed through the continent and poured back into the Eye Beast.

Black patterns.

Spread rapidly across the Eye Beast's body.

Then all surged into the Psychic Shield in front of it.

That black stuff.

Was all twisted will.

The collective embodiment of every malicious thought in the entire world.

Its power was terrifying.

The raging Sword Energy Ren slashed at it.

Had half its power swallowed by the black patterns.

The remaining half.

Struck the Eye Beast.

But couldn't breach its defenses at all.

"That shell of yours is pretty tough."

"Your innate talent really is ridiculous."

Ren remarked casually.

This damned Marvel world.

Didn't make a lick of sense.

Every fight came down to bloodlines or cheats.

Not one of them had risen to the top through their own hard work.

Even more infuriating.

Their cheats just kept getting more outrageous.

The sight alone was enough to piss him off.

Take the Octopus Monster in front of him.

Its own strength was merely passable.

Yet thanks to its absurd racial talent.

It had managed to hold out against Ren for this long.

The Thought Tide Continent kept recharging it without pause.

The Eye Beast's Psychic Power.

Was practically a bottomless pit.

Had any other sorcerer come here.

A casual slash of Sword Energy from Ren.

Could have shattered even their soul.

Yet the Eye Beast acted as though nothing had happened.

In the