Eternal Twelve Lies Palm! The 12 illusions!

Not only that, but he also felt that using [Cosmic Void Gaze] would be too easy for them. It would be less painful for them if he directly attacked their minds and was done with it. He did not want to give them the same treatment he had given the 2nd brother.

They were the ones who had actually beaten him, not the 2nd brother, and thus they deserved an equal amount of punishment from his hands, which had been itching for a while. Using [Cosmic Void Gaze] would be less painful for them; beating them with his own hands was far more satisfying given the treatment they had given him the last time.

"Haha…"

Clang!

Another clash of her sword against his axe. She could not help but grit her teeth when she saw how tenacious he was, even after being pierced by her sword. It was as if he was a wall she could not breach no matter what she did. He was strong.

Her eyes widened with each failed attempt, a new sense of uneasiness gripping her heart with every move he deflected or dodged. He was too crazy! Even with such serious injuries, he was able to fight her. How much stamina and strength did he have!?

Oliver realized that Level 4 Strength was no joke. Not only did he have excellent stamina and vitality, but also immense physical power even in this wounded state.

"Fucking…" he grunted as she slashed at his waist, making him retreat. Just as she rushed at him with a crazed look in her eyes, he clutched the handle of the axe and threw it straight at her face. She gasped at the sight of the flying axe, immediately rolling to the side to avoid the dangerous object.

Did this guy want to kill her!?

'He lost his only weapon now… fool,' she thought, believing he did this to stop her advances and get a moment of respite. How could she know that Oliver had something else on his mind?

Stretching back his hand, he exhaled and inhaled slowly, relaxing his body as he got into a stance. With one leg back, his right hand stretched behind him while the left hand curled horizontally against his chest, he looked at her.

She didn't care about his weird stance at all and rushed at him with maddening speed, wanting to finally finish him off. However, it was at that moment she heard him say something.

"[Eternal Twelve Lies Palm]."

She didn't understand what he said, but it was too late to back out now. Time seemed to slow down for both of them as they locked eyes. Oliver extended his palm towards her, meeting the tip of her sword. Everything seemed to slow down at that moment before their eyes.

She kept looking at Oliver's emotionless face while Oliver stared into her maniacal eyes. His palm and her sword connected. As her sword tip touched his palm, a shockwave of raw power exploded from the point of contact, rippling through the air and shaking the ground beneath them. It was as if the very sky was falling apart.

In that instant, she felt a terrifying force erupt before her. Twelve beings appeared, each mimicking a different stance. All were as tall as mountains and as intimidating as the most terrifying demons. At that moment, all of them looked down at her with murderous intent.

The twelve towering beings moved with synchronized grace, their eyes blazing with an otherworldly fire that seemed to pierce through her soul. She felt as if she was being stared down by twelve godly beings. Her mind couldn't comprehend what was happening. One moment she was staring into Oliver's eyes, and the next she was being looked down upon by twelve godly warriors.

Her body froze, unable to move an inch as overwhelming fear engulfed her mind. She trembled uncontrollably, helplessly watching them move their hands in unison, delivering a tremendous blow. The air crackled with energy, the ground splintered, and a deafening roar filled her ears, drowning out her scream. Each of the twelve warriors struck with the power of a falling star, their blows converging into a single, devastating impact that shattered her defenses and hurled her backward, her body crumpling like a rag doll.

The impact was like a thousand storms converging at once, shattering everything in its path.

BOOM!

Everything went white for her in the next instant. The sheer power of the [Eternal Twelve Lies Palm] obliterated her, leaving nothing but deafening silence in its Huff…" Oliver lay on the forest floor, his situation critical. His right hand was twisted backwards, his chest leaking blood, his abdomen and legs covered in sword slashes. His forehead was smeared with blood.

"Cough…" He coughed out more blood, weakly trying to look around but unable to. He was completely exhausted, without even an ounce of stamina or power to move. He looked at the blood staining both his body and clothes. He did not know if this blood belonged to him or was from the siblings.

Siblings? What happened to them?

He painfully craned his neck and spotted the 3rd sister lying some distance away. Her eyes were open wide, completely whitened, foam filling her mouth. Her body twitched from time to time as if deeply traumatized by something. He did not know what illusion she saw when he attacked her, but he knew it was terrifying.

He could not make out the details while lying down. He rested on that spot for the next 20 minutes, unable to move an inch. He felt the cool breeze rustling the leaves, refreshing him for some reason. The thick bloody scent in the air made him anxious; it wouldn't be long before demons were attracted to their location.

He had yet to capture a demon; it would be a great loss if he couldn't hunt even a single demon and bring it back. He wanted the rewards.

"Ugh-!" He groaned in pain as he slowly but steadily crawled to the 3rd sister's body. He had seen her bring out healing potions before and felt there might be more in her pocket. Somehow he managed to reach her, shuffling through her pocket until his hand felt something hard inside.