Lynn said nothing at first. His gaze settled on the Mirror Demon, and he said:
"Over a decade ago, I cut you down once with the Painter's power. This is our second fight. I'm curious-since you can even replicate firstborn power, can you replicate the power I have now?"
The Mirror Demon panted violently. Half his body had shattered, exposing the chaotic colors flowing inside the mirror.
And on the mirror that formed his head, a pair of eyes identical to Lynn's had already appeared.
In other words.
The replication was complete.
But what he could not understand was this.
The power of the Raven reflected in his mirror was utterly empty, a blank void.
It was as though.
The person standing before him at that very moment was an ordinary mortal with no abilities at all. That terrifying flame seemed never to have existed, impossible for him to reproduce or simulate by any means.
Bzzzt-
His gaze turned savage. His body once again became a streak of black lightning, unleashing a terrifying barrage of rapid attacks on Lynn.
He was incredibly fast. Compared to over a decade ago, every aspect of his abilities had risen to a new level.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-
In a single instant, he launched hundreds of unpredictable attacks.
His combat skills were unquestionably terrifying. Over a decade ago, Lynn had been virtually powerless against him. That overwhelming disparity in technique meant that the moment Lynn was dragged into close combat with him, he would become hopelessly mired.
But now.
Lynn seemed able to see through every attack clearly and anticipate it.
He effortlessly evaded those hundreds of fierce attacks.
From beginning to end, Lynn's movements had stayed within a mere dozen or so meters.
Clang-
Sparks burst with a crack as the black spear