Under the exaggerated speed of the Phantom Blade Man's "Zero-Fra Startup," Shen Ye had no chance to react!
Moreover, to put it in a worst-case scenario, even if he did react, he had no ability to dodge in mid-air.
Thus, unsurprisingly, in Shen Ye's dazed gaze, the Phantom Blade Man swung his blade down, striking right at his shoulder blade.
Although the Phantom Blade Man didn't have the imnse power of the Super Heavy Giant Claw, it was equivalent to Yun You's full-force strike in her normal state. Shen Ye, who didn't take a defensive stance, couldn't withstand it. His sturdy muscles and bones were instantly cleaved open, and the blade scar extended downward, even vaguely cutting into his chest cavity...
But after all, Shen Ye's tier was evident, and his Tier Four "Demigod Body" enhanced his flesh's hardness to the level of special steel, so ultimately, the edge of the Phantom Blade got stuck on his chest, preventing it from going further.
However, although it couldn't cut Shen Ye in half with one stroke, the massive force still sent Shen Ye flying like swatting a fly!
"Thud—!"
Shen Ye's figure plumted like a cannonball, crashing straight down into a block, the imnse force in his body even flipping over half the asphalt street and toppling a large section of the buildings.
Coincidentally, the place where he fell was the sa district of apartnt buildings he previously attacked with his "Sniper Style," so after falling into the ruins, he could still sll the scorched odor lingering in the air.
"Ugh...!"
After panting heavily a few tis, tasting the blood in the air, Shen Ye felt an itch in his throat from within the ruins, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"What a bizarre ability..."
He couldn't help recalling the move Yun You had just perford, that strike had no visible trajectory, nor any sign of release.
Perhaps a normal attack is how the Phantom Blade Man releases his moves? But that's too ridiculous. At Yun You's speed, she could slash dozens of tis in a second, how was Shen Ye to tell which strike was the critical one?
He couldn't tell at all.
"Luckily, I just protected my bones and organs with flas, otherwise this slash could have cost at least half my life!"
He looked at the wound on his shoulder, still with lingering fears.
Fights between Death Gods are often so swift and decisive, even when evenly matched, a single mistake could tip the Balance Scale of the battle, and the side with the upper hand one mont might beco the corpse on the ground the next.
"I was a bit careless..."
Shen Ye shook his head with a wry smile, struggling to climb out of the ruins.
But at that mont, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted a figure in the corner of the ruins...
The figure was just over one and a half ters tall, slim, with long, smooth, white hair.
Wasn't this the "bait" he saw earlier?
Shen Ye was startled.
The problem was... if it was bait, hadn't his previous Fla Arrow destroyed it?
Moreover, this bait looked too "real," nothing like the usual battlefield bait.
Shen Ye had worked as a rcenary for over a decade and set up nurous battlefield bait, typically humanoid bait was cobbled together from pipes or rods... combined with a coat hanger, coats, and helts, so skilled bait masters could create bait that was indistinguishable from reality.
But even the most realistic bait could only confuse enemies from a distance, once close, even a Mortal could tell the bait's falsehood.
Yet at this mont, for so reason, Shen Ye inexplicably felt that the figure was extrely real, and even at such close range, his first glance made him think it was a real person.
"Could this be another Special Ability of Miss Wu Ming?"
Shen Ye couldn't help thinking of this possibility, after all, the effect of the Phantom Blade Man was still vivid in his mind, and he initially thought the figure was one of Yun You's tactics.
However, as he tentatively approached the figure, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking incredulously at what lay before him.
In front of him wasn't so bait, nor was it an ability like the Phantom Blade Man.
Instead, it was...
A painting.
Yes, a painting, and he, a Tier Four Death God, mistook it for a person.
It sounded absurd, but it was true.
The reason was simple—this painting was incredibly lifelike and realistic.
It was a portrait, depicting a silver-haired girl, leaning lazily against a wall, her purple eyes twinkling with starlight.
At that mont, the girl's gaze was directly fixed on Shen Ye's location, her eyes containing an emotion that was either mocking or jesting, but it annoyed Shen Ye just by looking at it.
It was precisely because of this brilliant expression that Shen Ye mistook a painting for a person.
"What a beautiful painting..."
Shen Ye couldn't help but whisper in admiration, eyes full of appreciation, and for a mont, he even forgot he was still in battle.
Although he wasn't an artist and had never studied painting techniques or anything of the sort, his aesthetic sense was reliable, recognizing the strength of these painting skills.
To paint a human portrait so realistically it could deceive even an Apprentice Death God, there are probably few renowned painters in Nest City capable of such a feat.
Amidst his admiration, he also felt a bit strange.
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