Taking advantage of the Darkness Realm's duration, the three launched all sorts of ranged attacks at Son of Heaven.
Judging by his earlier performance, Son of Heaven probably could not see into the darkness outside the Word Spirit Circle. With his enemies hidden and himself exposed, he could only defend passively.
"Barrier!"
Son of Heaven remained where he was, relying on the transparent barrier from before to block all the attacks around him.
Every spell automatically fizzled out the instant it touched the barrier. It could be called an absolute defense, but the price was that Son of Heaven's Magic Power was plummeting. Clearly, maintaining such an absolute defense consumed an enormous amount.
In less than half a minute, half of Son of Heaven's nearly ten thousand Magic Power had evaporated. His Word Spirit Domain was powerful, capable of turning the tables against impossible odds when used properly, but "used properly" certainly did not include being a punching bag unable to hit back like this.
Son of Heaven had no choice but to change his strategy. He abandoned this all-encompassing defense and chose to endure some ordinary attacks, blocking only the spells that dealt excessive damage. He also began trying to move toward Mu You and the others, preparing to counterattack.
His Magic Power consumption did slow down, but the wounds on his body were also rapidly multiplying.
"Heal!"
Once his injuries had accumulated somewhat, Son of Heaven used Word Spirit again, instantly healing every wound on his body.
But just then, a sharp blade suddenly flashed toward him from the side. Son of Heaven's perception within his domain was beyond that of ordinary people, and he immediately detected it, knowing it was the woman with the sickle from earlier.
This time, however, he did not use Word Spirit to