Chapter 1718: Michael’s hidden ace
Chapter 1718: Michael’s hidden ace
Michael’s instincts screamed in pure horror as Cain’s right eye loomed ever larger, dominating his vision entirely. As a seasoned warrior who had survived countless battles over millions of years, the white stag Deus Behemoth was prepared for virtually any threat—especially illusions.
Yet, even his vast experience could not help him in this critical moment, for his formidable defenses required preparation and forewarning.
The thrill of apparent victory and the sudden proximity of Cain’s terrifying right eye erased any opportunity Michael had to counteract the sinister technique.
Before Michael could even begin to comprehend the danger, the entire world drained of color, transforming instantly into stark black and white. Above him, a colossal dark moon hovered ominously in an otherwise empty sky, radiating a chilling, malevolent force.
Not even a nanosecond later, nightmarish hooks materialized from every conceivable direction, brutally piercing Michael’s legs, chest, and skull. They ripped violently through his flesh, pulling outward with agonizing force, slowly and methodically dismembering him.
Even for a Peak Prima Deity of Michael’s unimaginable resilience, the sheer intensity of this torment was nearly unbearable. Yet the torture did not end there—instead, he was instantly reforged, only to find himself replicated tenfold.
Each agonizing version of Michael shared a consciousness, magnifying his suffering exponentially as they were slowly and mercilessly torn apart once more.
Inside the dense sea of dark miasma, Cain and Michael had remained locked motionless for merely a second. Yet, as the horrifying illusion ended and the Dark Moon Eye closed, a seismic shift occurred on the battlefield.
The raging energy, immense focus, and legendary battle awareness of the Deus Behemoth suffered a tremendous blow. The brilliant golden radiance that shielded Michael flickered dangerously, its stability severely compromised.