The fifteenth hour of Ye Qiyan's battle with the Dark Grand Duke.
The High Tower was long gone.
Of the power brought by Dreamweaver, only some remnants of Messiah and Nami Enli remained.
At that moment, an illusory suit of Demon Armor covered Ye Qiyan completely.
This was the power of [Demon Card Decision].
This card could do far more than merely smelt demon alloy, or simply create a Mech with a perfect balance of demon and machine.
Standing atop Hunt's head, Ye Qiyan bit through Shaya's Healing Lollipop in his mouth, restoring his injuries completely.
At the same time, he ate a Fantasy White Apple to increase the rate of his mental recovery.
Hunt and the Dark Grand Duke's Giant Serpent Servant bit and grappled with each other, already pushing the serpent to its limit.
"Roar!"
Another Transcendence Warhead fired from Hunt's mouth.
It finished the giant serpent off completely.
There was no telling how many Transcendence Warheads Hunt had unleashed over these fifteen hours.
Yet even the Dream Trace from Messiah would eventually be exhausted.
Ye Qiyan's aura seemed to be weakening.
The Dark Grand Duke noticed this.
"Is the power of that Blasphemy Card nearing its limit?"
The triple rings still revolved as Ye Qiyan wiped Carved Tears' blade.
Beneath the light of the sun and moon, the ground where he and the Dark Grand Duke stood had long since become riddled with holes and shattered beyond recognition.
Calamities were everywhere, and space and time were utterly chaotic.
"No, this isn't its limit."
Ye Qiyan raised the Dreamweaver in his hand.
"I've merely used up one source of power."
The last of the Dream Scar was consumed.
"Then you only have one last move left?"
The Dark Grand Duke spoke with some regret.
"If I said yes,