Decay, born powerful.
Most creatures have their class determined at birth.
An ant is born in an anthill.
A tiger is born in a tiger's den.
From the mont Decay was born, in the Twelfth Universe, and in his nest at that ti, he knew his origin destined him to stand at the edge of the cosmos, the peak of all species.
He also knew his mission in the unseen.
He exists as the cosmos' ultimate gatekeeper, stopping wave after wave of challengers.
Decay understood this very early on.
Though born powerful, he dances in shackles; only by completely defeating the waves of attackers, keeping them at the Twelfth Trial…
Can he transform the Twelfth Universe into a real cosmos!
Until now.
"The first challenger is this outrageous?"
Decay, looking like a beggar, seed sowhat shocked and took a hearty gulp of wine to ease his emotions. He glanced at Magaras and said slowly:
"Though I don't know what exactly you are, as long as I kill you, that solves the problem, right?"
His thoughts were rather plain and unadorned.
As Decay slowly retracted his palm, the civilization train also completely headed towards the Twelfth Universe.
"Letting you all in first, that's what you want, isn't it?"
This virtual cosmos becos reality.
As the cosmos rged, the all-encompassing Magic Net spread out here, becoming part of this universe.
This made Magaras show a hint of surprise and involuntarily say: "You let the Magic Net in, are you feeling like dying too slowly?"
"Of course not."
Decay's eyes shimred with brilliance, and he sighed softly:
"I just want you to fully unleash your power from this thing nad Magic Net, to completely release your peak power, so I can thoroughly see what kind of strange creature you really are?"
The intrigued look in his eyes was like soone unlocking the cage of a tiger at a zoo.
Magaras kept his arrogant face but felt a sudden tension in his heart: "He is still so insolent, does he have an even greater power?"
Magaras' words and arrogance are essentially an alternative form of probing.
Faced with demonstrating such powerful and cheat-like strength, the opponent remained calm… it indicated the opponent was worthy of his caution.
"Then let's have so post-drinking excitent."
A vortex suddenly rotated slowly from Decay's body, spiraling around him in a continuous rotational ascent.
The next second, it was Magaras' turn to show a shocked expression.
Because this Decay...
His power intervened into his Magic Net, guzzling the Power of Heaven and Earth from his Magic Net to restore his body.
"Impossible..."
Magaras couldn't help but shout: "The energy spreading on you, that's Divine Power... Are you also a god?"
The opponent's aura completely expanded, making him feel the guy's body contained a very complete Divine Object.
From the perspective of status, the opponent is a god.
"A god?"
Decay thought for a mont, "If you compare the vortex inside to the so-called Divine Object, then it seems about right."
With that said, strands of forces like ti, evolution, life, space... all gathered and rged to form an alternative fusion Divine Object on his body.
This fusion Divine Object is the Divine Vortex within!
"I previously wanted to say, what you call the Divine Object is a purely single Law Divine Vortex..."
"But inside , it's a complex Divine Vortex."
Decay shared his understanding, "Though I don't know how you achieve such purity, vastness, singular Law Divine Power... but I roughly understand your combat principle!"
In Decay's eyes, the opponent is indeed quite peculiar.
His Divine Vortex is like a ssy stewpot of tallic broth, having all sorts of things — gold, silver, copper, aluminum... belonging to a super tal solution!
And the opponent's Divine Vortex?
Like extracting one pure noble tal, gold elental from that stew.
This unprecedented mysterious technology indeed surprises him.
But it's not totally beyond comprehension, in Decay's perspective, Ninth Tier powerhouses automatically have a super mixed Divine Object, though the opponent strangely broke through the Ninth Tier.
But would he fear a crippled Ninth Tier?
"You're that, called the Transmission Divine Power, aren't you?"
A hair-raising voice suddenly sounded behind Magaras, the opponent unexpectedly appeared behind him at so point,
"In my mixed Divine Object, it seems there's also a touch of transmission Law power... which can use your Magic Net as well."
In the next mont, Decay's palm gently slapped, like tearing tofu, tearing apart Magaras' body.
His hand kept stirring in Magaras' body, trying to extract the Divine Object deep within.
"Impossible?" Instantly, Magaras felt a sense of terrifying discord.
The opponent surprisingly possesses a trace of Power of Ti, trying to interfere with his ti reversal.
Be aware, according to his set chanism, if anyone tries to kill him or seize the Divine Object inside, it would imdiately trigger the ti rewind chanism!
But now.
This creature nad Decay uses his Power of Ti to interfere with his ti protection chanism, attempting to probe out his Divine Object from within.
"Not good—"
Magaras instantly rewinds ti, returning to ten seconds earlier.
But this ti, he no longer felt that relaxed joy; instead, his heart pounded furiously, clearly indicating the threat of death making him uneasy monts ago.
Just a bit more...
Just a bit and the Divine Object would have been...
"So that's how it is, close, it seems I still lack experience."
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