Light and shadow fused into the sword.
It was raised high.
The Tear-Carving Sword kept lengthening, piercing the clouds.
Down-
The blade traced a circle.
An exceptionally smooth, mirrorlike annular cross section was sliced open by that strike.
Matem's expression turned grave.
He did not block it, nor did he dare to.
Instead, he swapped his original body with his Anger Clone.
Before the Anger Clone could react, it slowly slid away along with that cross section of space.
For the cross section, what slid away was space.
For the clone, what slid away was its body.
[Crack-!]
That was a sound only shattering glass would make, yet what shattered was not glass, but space, and Matem's Anger Clone.
There were no howls, no pain. The instant Matem's Anger Clone was slain, it was swept beyond the severed space and ground to pieces in the terrifying turbulence of the Void.
Space rapidly repaired itself. Matem frowned, his gaze filled with astonishment as he looked at Ye Qiyan.
"Why? A Train Conductor who can enter a Level 9 Platform World shouldn't possess a treasure of this caliber. This power... it's at least a Level 12 item."
"Who are you?"
This was the first time he had asked Ye Qiyan's name, and, after witnessing the power of the Tear-Carving Sword, the first time he had regarded Ye Qiyan as an opponent who could truly threaten him.
"Take a guess."
Answer him?
Why should I?
"Using clones to save your life? Then let's see how many times you can dodge."
With one clone destroyed, Raven and the two demons were freed up to reinforce different parts of the battlefield.
Ye Qiyan crushed the Demon King's Crown, bringing Rebellion's enhancement of the demons to its peak.
He let go, and Red Tears beat her