If my struggle fails, then I will leave it to you,

Yelia's eyes couldn't blink, finding it hard to believe this was all real. The figure that should have been dead from her attack seemed to return, this time floating without any effort.

"It's impossible. The attack I used earlier should have succeeded in destroying his body, but why is he still free to do as he wants"

The most logical answer had crossed her mind; it was a manifestation of Desmon's greatness.

Right within the space that was supposed to lead to the realm of torment, Desmon rebelled, causing his immense energy to disrupt the existence of that energy, finally resulting in his current state.

But...

He landed on the ground again, this time assuming a satisfied stance with what had just occurred. Though only for a few moments, his body was already covered in several burns; the hellish realm he referred to quickly took effect on whoever entered it.

"That was close. If I were weaker, the chances of getting out would be impossible! But thanks to you, I've become more experience
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