The Will of Colorless did not care at all how much longer this body could hold out.
Nor did he care that squandering his power this way would damage his true body even if he won, much less whether the other True Gods watching him would head to his true body to plunder it as a result.
[Colorless] wanted only to have Ye Qiyan.
Having him did not mean restricting his freedom.
He merely wanted to give this human his power.
Then he would let him continue onward, freely and unrestrained, until he surpassed him and defeated him!
[Colorless] lamented inwardly, ["What a pity this body is so frail! If you had appeared a hundred thousand years earlier and grown until now to fight my true body, what a blessing that would have been!"]
Twelve Eyes' Divine Body shattered further and further.
The body itself had already died the instant it was beheaded, yet his mind and will forcibly controlled it.
But all of this would eventually reach its end.
As Ye Qiyan kept switching between his weapons.
The Tear-Carving Sword, Moonshadow, Ebony.
The attacks of all three rained ceaselessly onto Colorless Will's body.
Ye Qiyan felt exhausted, but his mind remained vigorous.
He knew he would not win if this battle of attrition continued, because Colorless' power was too vast. As long as it kept pouring into this body, any number of injuries could be restored completely.
So, at the instant Colorless formed a long saber, flew high into the sky, collided with Ye Qiyan once again, and locked in a stalemate in midair.
[Weapon switch · Ebony] [True Name proclamation] [Black Sun!]
A bullet of Glory slid into the chamber.
Above the [Judgment Enforcer] within the Blasphemy Ring, the Mark of Justice suddenly shone!
``` [Gunfire