"How pitiful... that devil's been driven insane, hasn't he? That last look on his face was just tragic!"
"Tell me about it! What exactly did the boss do to him?"
"Didn't you hear what that Barbazu said? Illusions! Who knows what that Osyluth saw in the illusion to drive him that crazy."
"Are illusions really that terrifying? It feels like hardly any spellcasters use them."
"It's a very obscure field. Most spellcasters don't study or use it.
It's the sort of thing that looks impressive but isn't much use.
Still, it really is terrifying, though it seems you need an extremely high level of mastery.
Like the boss has now."
The Descenders gathered together. They had long since used divine spells to treat everyone on their side who could still be saved, leaving them free to watch the battlefield and chat.
Barbara and Little White Dragon Allen also gathered beside Xiluo.
Seeing that the situation was settled, the Green Dragon smiled and said:
"Xiluo, your mastery of illusions is truly incredible. None of those Osyluths were weak, yet you toyed with them all so easily in your claws. Amazing!"
"Xiluo really is the strongest."
The Little White Dragon spoke with complete reassurance.
Xiluo merely watched the Barbazu being besieged by a group of elementals nearby. Hearing the two dragons' praise, he said dismissively:
"My mastery of illusions still isn't enough.
Controlling a few Osyluths is my limit. Against this Barbazu, who's entered the Hero Realm, it isn't much use."
He offered his assessment very calmly.
For now, illusions were only good for bullying the weak.
Against truly powerful opponents, he still had to fight head-on.
Of course.
That wasn't to say illusions were completely useless.
Just imagine.
If a group of fairly strong people surrounded and attacked him.
And at