"I will sever your 'Spiritual Life Form'!" The God of Death roared, his scythe unleashing a sharp, dark blast of energy, carrying with it the law of the end of all abstract life.
However, the God of Happiness remained unfazed. With absolute enlightenment, he dodged the deathly trajectory by a hair's breadth, simultaneously unleashing a powerful Golden Mana-infused kick straight to the God of Death's chest, sending him flying. The tremendous force warped space, instantly transporting both of them to a magnificent divine waterfall on the northern edge. Looking at the water cascading down the towering cliff, the God of Happiness subtly smoothed his robes, feigning surprise: "Your ability to manipulate space and time is quite impressive; you managed to propel me this far."
Meanwhile, on the main battlefront, the God of Fighters was still imprisoned within the illusionary barrier. The God of Fantasy clasped his hands behind his back, leisurely observing him and beginning to lecture in a condescending tone:
"You..." "Do you know about the 'Spiritual Life Forms' of this world? They are not merely reflections of abstract aspects, but are Abstract Beings themselves. They encompass intangible aspects such as stories and inherited concepts. Their essence is Mana—no matter what form it takes, the physical body structure is completely nonexistent to us."
The God of War was extremely irritated by this. He clenched his fists, veins bulging on his arms, rudely interrupting: "Enough of this rambling! Get straight to the point!"
The God of Fantasy's expression subtly changed, the smile on his lips turning cold: "The point is... you will be completely erased from reality if I create Spirits—that's the law."
"Come on then, let's fight!" "Do you think I'm afraid of you?!" The God of War roared, his fighting spirit surging.
"You're too arrogant!"
The God of Fantasy finished speaking, flicking his hand. Immediately.
High-level Spirits—abstract entities without fixed forms, possessing the power of annihilation—appeared, surrounding the God of War. Just as they lightly touched his body, a 'whoosh' , and the entire presence of the God of War was instantly wiped out into nothingness.
The God of Fantasy breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he was completely annihilated. However, a rough voice suddenly rang out right next to his ear: "Where are you going to dodge?"
The God of Fantasy spun around in horror. The God of War, in some inexplicable way, had appeared right behind him. Before the dream-weaving god could even utter a question, the God of War swung a powerful punch straight at the God of Illusion's face, sending him flying through tens of thousands of layers of illusory barriers, shattering them. A whole expanse of northern sky.