"Impossible!"
Achilles swung out the Shadow Blade, ghostly light splitting apart the Ruins Sea, tearing Lu Chenzhou to pieces; flesh and blood danced through the sky, swept into nothingness by the waves of the Ruins Sea.
Achilles gasped heavily, the intense pain in his chest making him lower his head to glance at the wound that pierced through him.
"Wasn't this an illusion?"
"Achilles, your heart is panicking." A calm voice exploded in Achilles' mind; Lu Chenzhou once again appeared behind Achilles, the Big Spear impaling Achilles, then with a sudden slash, Achilles was torn in two like a zipper.
Rip.
Achilles' figure shattered into phantom images, dodging this deadly impalement. In a backhand, he cleaved out with the Shadow God Blade, the ghostly light striking Lu Chenzhou swiftly and accurately, cutting his body into a mist of blood.
Within the fog appeared a solemn, expressionless giant face, its diameter nearly a hundred miles across.
It was Lu Chenzhou himself.
