Magic Master

Illuso's appearance was already very miserable.

His face bore clearly visible red and swollen wounds, and blood kept seeping from the corner of his mouth.

But he wasn't dead yet—as a member of the Assassination Team, as long as he was alive and could still move, he could continue fighting.

Not to mention, Illuso was never actually at a disadvantage.

Since the battles have always taken place on his home turf, it doesn't matter how well Polnareff performs.

In this Mirror World that belongs only to him, Illuso not only has the ability to retreat safely at any time, but also hides a magic weapon that can truly defeat his enemies.

Just like now, he has finally revealed the despair-inducing hidden ability of the Mirror Man:

"I'll only let 'half' of you leave!"

"You'll soon be like a baby in difficult labor, half stuck inside and half sticking out!"

This is not some wonderful metaphor, but a very frightening fact:

The Mirror Man can not only drag people back and forth between the real world and the mirror world, but it can also stop after dragging only halfway.

This would result in the terrifying situation where half of the target's body is in the real world and the other half is in the mirror world.

Just like now

Polnareff could feel his body slowly sinking into another world.

He could neither stop it nor break free.

This is not a simple contest of strength, but rather the Stand ability of the Mirror Man at work.

Polnareff's body gradually disappeared from the Mirror World.

First the left arm, then the left shoulder, and then the left half of the body from head to toe.

And that was the end of it.

Illuso only sent Polnareff's left half of his body out of the Mirror World, leaving the rest of his right half behind.

For Polnareff, this feeling was undoubtedly very strange:

He could clearly feel that his body was completely unharmed.

But whether he is in the real world or in the mirror world, others can only see half of his body.

Moreover, his two eyes were separated into two parts, one in the Mirror World and the other in the real world.

So Polnareff can now see the scenery of two worlds at the same time.

However, the left and right halves were not torn so neatly.

It's like a piece of white paper that's been torn apart at will, with cracks extending crookedly from the forehead down to the feet, not being completely symmetrical.

Polnareff's nose is split in the right half in the mirror world.

In the real world, the mouth is completely divided into the left half.

This results in Polnareff smelling the world in the mirror, but his voice can only echo in the real world.

"You can't move anymore, can you?"

The sound clearly entered the right half of that ear:

"With the body divided into two worlds like this, no one can move as they please."

"Even if you fight with all your might now, you can only move your body slightly. You have completely lost the ability to fight back!"

Illuso shouted so arrogantly.

But he was right, Polnareff really couldn't move.

Although I was not injured and could clearly feel that my limbs were intact.

But there was some inexplicable force stopping him, and no matter how hard he tried, he could only move it a tiny fraction of an inch.

Polnareff is now trapped and can no longer turn things around.

But Illuso was far from finished with his mission.

Because Polnareff's previous performance was so unexpected, his fighting spirit and combat intelligence had completely aroused Illuso's vigilance.

For safety's sake, he needs to ensure that Polnareff has no chance of turning the tide.

"It would be rather unsightly to have only half a body left."

"Let me help you a bit more, let me pull your double into the Mirror World too—"

"Of course, only half of it can come in!"

As he spoke, Illuso opened the mirror passage again, and actually dragged the bewildered Silver Chariot outside into it as well.

Polnareff's body was only half out, while the Silver Chariot's body was only half in.

Then, because of the Mirror Man's ability, an even more wondrous situation arose:

Half of Polnareff's body and half of the Silver Chariot were pieced together, their cross-sections and cracks fitting perfectly, looking like a broken mirror pieced back together.

This phenomenon occurs simultaneously in the real world and the mirror world.

The "person" standing in the mirror world is Polnareff's right half of body and Silver Chariot's left half of body.

The "person" standing in the real world is Polnareff's left half of body and Silver Chariot's right half of body.

This is undoubtedly an extremely wondrous sight.

But Polnareff had no time for lamentations.

He was dismayed to discover that not only was he unable to move, but even the Silver Chariot was no longer able to move freely.

He and his double had both become wooden figures who could barely move their limbs.

"Have you come to terms with reality?"

"The ending was already determined the moment you entered the Mirror World."

"No one can beat me in the Mirror Man's home turf. Your performance was perfect, but it doesn't change the huge gap in ability."

In the Mirror World, Illuso spoke to Polnareff with a cold expression.

That cold gaze was like looking at a dead person.

In Illuso's eyes, Polnareff, whose body and Stand were both unable to move, was like a pig already tied to the slaughter line, essentially no different from a dead person.

Polnareff, however, was eager to say a few words in this atmosphere of despair to demonstrate his unyielding attitude.

Unfortunately, his mouth was sent to the real world along with the left half of his body.

If Illuso doesn't open the mirror portal, the voices of humans in the real world won't be transmitted into the mirror space.

"Mirror Man!"

Polnareff could only listen resentfully as Illuso issued commands from within the Mirror World:

"It's up to you to handle!"

The next instant, the heavy, powerful Riot Games of the Mirror Man landed squarely on Polnareff's body.

His already battered body suffered even more severe damage.

In the real world, a mouthful of dark red bruises slowly oozed from Polnareff's mouth.

And this is just the beginning.

The Mirror Man's Riot Games came crashing down like a storm.

The muffled thuds of flesh colliding echoed continuously in the Mirror World, and intense pain began to surge into Polnareff's brain like a tsunami.

"This is terrible..."

"I never expected him to have such a hidden ability."

"There's nothing I can do right now. If this continues, I..."

Polnareff's heart grew cold.

The situation took an unexpected and drastic turn, leaving him with nothing but to accept this cruel reality.

Although he can still move his hands and feet with difficulty, his body is firmly fixed in place and cannot move.

The only part that can truly move freely is probably the mouth.

Having fallen into such a predicament, what can he do?

Does he think he can bite through space with his mouth and kill his enemy across a world?

Even a man like Polnareff couldn't help but feel disheartened at the thought of this cruel and unchangeable situation.

"I'm afraid I'm really going to die."

At this moment, life's revolving lanterns seem to be spinning.

In a hazy, dreamlike way, Polnareff could even see his deceased best friend waving to him from the horizon of the Egyptian desert.

However, at this moment

Suddenly, a horrified scream rang in Polnareff's ears:

"Aaaaaaah!"

In the real world, a passerby howled like a groundhog:

"How come this person is only half there?!"

He was just a young tourist who was about to stroll across the bridge, but he never expected to see such a bizarre scene after he got on the bridge.

Even the word "weird" is somewhat insufficient to describe it.

Because ordinary people cannot see the double, this young tourist could not see the pieced-together complete "person," nor could he see the right half of the Silver Chariot's body, clad in silver armor and wielding a long sword.

He could only see Polnareff's flesh and blood, a body that only had its left half remaining.

In his eyes, this was just "half a person".

This half-person stood in front with only one leg, the entire right half of which was empty, as if it had become transparent.

"A ghost! A ghost!"

"What... what are you?!"

The young tourist trembled with fear.

If his legs hadn't gone weak with fear, he would have turned and run away right now.

"Me?"

Polnareff knew that he must look terrifying in his current state.

But the half of his body that remained in the Mirror World was still being brutally beaten, and he himself was about to die in frustration in this situation where he could not fight back. So he had no mind to care about the feelings of this passing traveler.

"Ha ha."

Polnareff gave a strained smile and casually replied:

"Would you believe me if I said I was a magician?"

"Magician"

The young tourist was slightly taken aback.

The next second, his eyes, which had been filled with fear, suddenly burst forth with an irrepressible passion:

"Wow, what an amazing magic trick!"

"There wasn't a single flaw; half of his body was 'missing'."

"Master, how did you do that!"

The young tourists shouted excitedly.

He had just been looking like he'd seen a ghost, but now he was behaving with the fervor of someone on a pilgrimage.

"This"

Polnareff never expected that he would gain a "fan" before he died.

However, seeing the young tourist's curious and excited expression, he seemed to have vaguely grasped something.

That is hope.

Hope always arrives unexpectedly.

The reason why the strong are strong is that they can seize every opportunity that comes their way.

"Hey, you like watching magic shows, right?"

Despite the pain, Polnareff gave the young tourist a gentle and friendly smile:

Come here, come to me.

"I'll show you something even more amazing."