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In the layers of emerald green forest, three figures, looking somewhat anxious and uneasy, were moving quickly. They seemed to have a way of locating each other, able to quickly find a meeting point even after being deliberately separated by Leyton.
The one with the strongest aura and most imposing presence was a middle-aged military officer who looked to be in his forties. He had brown hair and eyes, prominent cheekbones, and deep-set features. His clothes were a bit disheveled, and he was simply holding a military overcoat covered in medals, as if he had just gotten out of bed.
To Leyton's right, hidden by drooping green vines, a young man in a black trench coat was sprinting. He was quite handsome, with a tall and well-proportioned physique, and he also carried an indescribable sense of authority.
A little further away was a slender, delicate, and scholarly-looking young man.
His steps were not fast, yet they caused the surrounding standards of distance to become confused. Although he had only taken seven or eight steps, his figure had already arrived at a very distant place.
The Beyonders of the Loen Military were naturally not just these three, but only they could resist the slumber and quickly react to it.
"That ring is at least a Sealed Artifact of the demigod level, otherwise it wouldn't have such a strong effect." Leyton muttered to himself, then withdrew his gaze from the ring Pulak was wearing on his hand.
He turned to look at the three Loen Military Beyonders he had pulled into this green pea forest, and chuckled as he stated their Sequence, as if greeting them:
"Heh, an Imperative Mage, a Judge, and a Mentor of Disorder."
As he spoke, a black doll-like chess piece materialized between his right index and middle fingers. He casually tossed the piece, and the Mentor of Disorder's movements suddenly became jerky, like a frame-skipping animation, unable to move a single step for a long time.
The extremely imposing middle-aged military officer quickly locked onto Leyton's position through spiritual fluctuations. He stared ahead, his eyes deep, as if many emotions were brewing.
Immediately, he spoke in a low voice in ancient hermes, "Exile!"
An invisible, immense power suddenly erupted, shattering and blowing away all the green vines that obstructed the view.
Instantly, everyone's figures were clearly exposed before them.
"Deprive!" Another low voice in ancient hermes sounded.
Leyton was momentarily stunned. He felt his ability to turn into starlight being deprived. Although he resisted some of the opponent's "Deprivation" due to his unique status, he felt that he could now only transform part of his body into a starlight state for about one second at most.
After depriving Leyton of his most proficient and practical Beyonder ability, this extremely imposing middle-aged military officer floated into the air, defying physical laws. A strong sense of authority emanated from him, pressing down on his surroundings like a small mountain.
Leyton met his gaze with an unperturbed expression, his deep blue, almost purple, brilliance in his eyes suddenly brightening, as if countless Stars were reflected within them.
As the two exchanged glances, he clearly saw lightning forming in the eyes of the middle-aged military officer opposite him, seemingly originating from the depths of consciousness, directly affecting the Spirit Body.
The middle-aged military officer floating in mid-air concentrated his spirit, and the light in his eyes surged fiercely, launching an attack that could pierce the target's Spirit Body—a Sequence 4 level "Psychic Pierce."
"Ah!" A painful scream suddenly echoed in everyone's ears. The middle-aged military officer, who had been floating in mid-air, fell painfully, his body collapsing onto the ground woven from green vines, his hands clutching his head forcefully, his expression pained and distorted.
Crimson blood flowed from his nose, ears, and eyes, and his body surface was torn with bloody, indistinct fissures, as if something was trying to grow out from within.
"Psychic Pierce" attacks the target's Spirit Body. If used against someone whose Spirit Body is stronger than one's own, a corresponding backlash will occur. The Spirit Body happens to be the area where the Mystery Pryer pathway excels the most, not to mention Leyton himself is one Sequence higher than him.
Just now, when the opponent used "Psychic Pierce" and met Leyton's gaze, he directly projected some information of the Hidden Sage into the opponent's mind, allowing the opponent to briefly establish a connection with a malevolent great existence.
Leyton merely glanced at him before directly withdrawing his gaze, his figure instantly distorting and disappearing from the spot.
A cold, indifferent eye formed from brilliant Stars appeared beside the Mentor of Disorder, whose time had been slowed down.
The next moment, this eye distorted for an instant, transforming into Leyton's figure.
"Imprison!" A solemn and majestic ancient hermes echoed not far away.
Leyton turned his head to look, and saw that a sticky, extremely viscous transparent liquid suddenly flowed around him. These liquids quickly enveloped him, forming a giant amber.
Based on his appearance, it should be Alfred, Miss Audrey's brother.
As thoughts flickered, Leyton gently raised his hand, touching the giant amber that enveloped him. Brilliant starlight rapidly spread from his palm, assimilating the entire amber, which was created by an Imperative, at an extremely fast speed.
Crash!
With a crisp shattering sound, the giant amber that had trapped him dissolved into specks of light and vanished.
Then he turned his right hand, palm facing upwards, and a slowly rotating ball of stardust quickly formed in his palm. One by one, Stars also quickly emerged, dense and dazzling.
As he made a forward throwing motion, the slowly rotating ball of stardust rapidly expanded, engulfing the slender Mentor of Disorder in front of him and Alfred not far behind him.
"Confinement!"
"Exile!"
Alfred, with a somewhat anxious expression, consecutively uttered two judgments, but to little avail. Whether it was the invisible barrier created by "Confinement" or the immense power unleashed by "Exile..." both were rapidly assimilated and then swallowed by the expanding stardust.
The figure of the previously slow-moving Mentor of Disorder suddenly distorted for an instant. With just one step back, his body abruptly appeared next to Alfred.
He then directly distorted the distance between the slowly rotating stardust and himself, enlarging the original distance of only five or six meters by dozens of times.
Hoo Hoo Hoo~
A series of dry, meaningless syllables came from not far away, like the last struggles of an aged life before death.
Leyton turned his head to look, only to see Pulak half-crouching, his eyes calmly meeting the gaze of the middle-aged military officer who lay on the ground, twisting in pain.
The middle-aged military officer's body was like it was constantly moving forward in a river called death. His aura rapidly decayed and withered, his hair turned gray and began to fall out. The bloody, indistinct fissures on his body quickly became pale, dry, and developed large areas of cracking.
The flesh on his body was like shattered meat forcibly stuck together, falling off in pieces, turning into withered yellow powder as if weathered.
Soon, the middle-aged military officer couldn't even make a gasping sound, and the flesh on his neck also began to fall off.
In less than a minute, a Sequence 4 demigod, who was still considered in his prime, completed his life and turned into a pile of withered yellow bones.
Specks of light, a mixture of light blue and silver-white, slowly emerged and began to converge on the withered yellow skull. The originally withered yellow skull gradually became crystalline and transparent.
Leyton quickly withdrew his gaze. He reached forward, tearing apart the ball of stardust that had expanded to the size of a three-story building. The brilliant starlight transformed into streaks of azure flowing light, attacking the Mentor of Disorder and Alfred beside him from various angles.
The slender, delicate young man frowned tightly. Every streak of azure flowing light that attacked him made him feel a fatal danger.
Even if I distort the concept of myself and the target, making myself and the attacker bear half the damage, these azure flowing lights are still fatal to me. A demigod! And the opponent is one of the extremely powerful ones among demigods.
As thoughts flickered, he decisively used his "Disorder" ability to create chaos in the surrounding area, making it difficult for attacks to land on him. At the same time, he continuously used his "Distortion" ability to deflect attacks that broke through the chaos.
"Careful…!"
Alfred's voice, as if slowed down countless times, suddenly reached his ears. He didn't have time to slowly listen to what the other party was saying, but the tone, full of surprise and panic, was enough to explain the problem.
He quickly took another step back, while simultaneously using his "Disorder" ability, attempting to cause confusion in the standard of distance measurement.
As soon as the ability was activated, before he could even distort his position, he suddenly felt a tearing pain in his chest.
He looked down in disbelief and saw a miniature, ethereal blue "Door" one inch in front of his chest.
An arm formed from brilliant starlight extended from the "Door..." easily assimilating and dissolving his flesh, and piercing through his chest.
"Uh-oh…" The words in his mouth couldn't be uttered. A sudden, intense pain came from his heart.
As his consciousness gradually blurred, he turned his head to look at Alfred, opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately couldn't say anything.
The arm, formed from brilliant starlight, retracted from the ethereal blue "Door..." and solidified back into flesh and blood.
Leyton lightly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. The surrounding layers of intertwined green vines rapidly retracted, and the surrounding space and reality re-overlapped.
After the green vines descended from the sky, Mesagnes quickly led his army over.
The military zone that originally belonged to the Loen Military had already been occupied by the local army led by Mesagnes. With most ordinary people and low-Sequence Beyonders in slumber, Mesagnes's army hardly had to exert any effort.
Those military Beyonders who awakened from their slumber were dealt with almost without resistance, either becoming captives or corpses.
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