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…

continued punching, missing, and avoiding

the Sweeper shouted

did that Ancestral Mage suddenly become so incredibly angry and then continue with

couldn't possibly

the Ancestral Mage was extremely serious

Shang felt like the Ancestral Mage was fighting with his life on the line, trying his absolute best to

that made no

the Ancestral

rung, and he didn't need to

was so incredibly angry and frustrated, making him appear

obviously wasn't angry and frustrated at his opponents

the very beginning, the Ancestral Mage knew that there was no way

that this would only waste

he supposed to

the smart way by following them and then attacking them outside, but the young man had to

orders, and he would

the Twilight Dusk Family, and he wouldn't throw it away after so many

course, it was also the Ancestral Mage's job to accept new orders from his superior,

distraction could result in

answer a Communication Crystal call while literally fighting with his life on the line was

the Communication Crystal

Mage had been exchanging hundreds, if

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

have no fucking idea what's going

in his eyes. "I

fist in

was an

There was no opening.

of darkness might as well be an

moved to

was as

impossible to

Ancestral Mage might as well be a mystical phantom

had no idea how often he

The fight continued.

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