"How the hell am I supposed to beat this?"
"Wasn't this guy's projection supposed to only have 70% of his full Power? Why is it still this terrifying? Why do I feel more pressure sparring with him than with Lord Hephaestus? Is that normal? Does that make any sense?"
"No way, I'll just cast a big one and one-shot him!"
....
Five minutes later
The familiar ceiling...
Hamites' expression was completely blank. The sky of the outside world seemed to darken as well, Thunderbolt rumbled from time to time, and it looked like it was raining outside.
Dreams are plump, reality is skinny. His full-power Mystical Technique... only shaved off one-third of Doomsday Tyrant's Life. The gap from actually one-shotting him was way too big. It was hard to imagine just how tanky this guy was.
"Damn! This guy is way too ridiculous!"
"I can't see any way to win at all..."
"Is it because I'm too dumb? Maybe I should go ask teacher for advice? Yeah, let's do that."
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