The Octopus Monster felt as though something had gone wrong with his mind. Otherwise, how could he possibly see two bugs with merely limit-breaking strength charging at him?
Chaotic memories replayed before his eyes. Back then, he had been an imperial leader, ruling over hundreds of thousands of worlds.
A mere limit-breaker had not even been qualified to request an audience with him.
Magnificent illusions kept surfacing before the Octopus Monster, only to shatter into countless fragments.
The great empire had already fallen, and its emperor had been reduced to a prisoner.
"Rebels!"
The Octopus Monster roared furiously. His mental waves were like an army charging forward, his killing intent nearly tearing space apart.
Though he had taken the wrong path, his soul had still undergone partial sublimation. He had still become a World Will.
Before a World Will, even a Dominator's soul was no more than a firefly before the bright moon.
"Ha ha ha! Trash, you finally remembered that you're trash?"
Lion-head Moke withstood that near-solid mental assault head-on. Even with blood streaming from his nose and mouth, he made no attempt to block it.
As he laughed, the demonic light around him grew murkier. Beneath that light, even the formless, intangible spiritual power was stained with a murky blood-colored glow.
Three more faces suddenly grew from his head. One was an elephant face, while another was a peacock face. All three faces opened their mouths at once, and countless piercing demonic sounds echoed through the entire space.
When it came to mental attacks, the Endless Demon Kingdom was an expert.
On the other side, Richard, transformed into a Demon God, advanced triumphantly.
Before him, thousands upon thousands of energy tentacles swung like ocean tides.
Every one of those tentacles was enough to destroy a medium-sized world and