Inevitably, the fight dragged on.

No side could hit the other side.

The Sweeper and Shang couldn't retreat. If they did, the Ancestral Mage would regain the use of his Spells, and they would actually die.

They also couldn't go deeper into the Eternal Maw's territory. If they entered its Spirit Sense, it would just attack them.

The only positive thing about this situation was that the Ancestral Mage was also cloaking himself with a Spell, just like Shang and the Sweeper.

However, the movement of Mana could still draw attention.

What were they supposed to do?

What could they do?

Were they doomed to fight this Ancestral Mage with foam fists until someone noticed them?

However, the Ancestral Mage also said that he had to be the one to kill them, and if he ordered the Natural Selection Company to draw back, they most likely would. After all, he was a member of the Twilight Dusk Family.

But then what?!

Were they doomed to battle each other for all eternity?!

Shang just continued shaking his head.

He had trouble accepting that this was actually reality.

How was this reality?

Why?

WHOOOOOOOM!

At that moment, the Ancestral Mage's aura broke through the roof.

The surroundings turned black and white as an unending abyss of rage threatened to consume the Sweeper and Shang.

It was like an angry God had suddenly descended to drown the world in an ocean of blood.

And then…

Mage continued punching,

WANT?!" the

so incredibly angry and then

couldn't possibly

Ancestral Mage

life

that made

the Ancestral Mage

rung, and he didn't need to check to know

Ancestral Mage was so incredibly angry and frustrated, making him appear like someone that

frustrated at his opponents but at the

there was no way for him

knew that this would

what was he

and then attacking them

job was to follow orders, and

first job while being part of the Twilight Dusk Family, and he wouldn't

the Ancestral Mage's job to accept new orders from his

in the middle of a life-and-death battle. And distraction could result in his death, and he

while literally fighting

minute, the Communication

Ancestral Mage had been exchanging hundreds, if not thousands,

you want?! What is your goal?!" the Sweeper shouted at him while she was

"I have

as rage burned in his eyes. "I must

in front

sword was an unassailable

There was no opening.

might as well be

moved to the side a little

was

was impossible

Mage might as well be a

had no idea how often he had shaken his head by

The fight continued.

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