Pop!
The sound of shattering echoed.
Just as he caught the small red ball, before he could even smile, a pitch-black spear pierced through his chest!
Behind Ji Jue, Wen Wen's exhausted figure suddenly disintegrated into phantom light.
Fake!
The real killing move was launched the instant the Shadow of the Holy God appeared—when Ji Jue proactively pulled Wen Wen behind him, the illusion had already flowed with Ji Jue's spiritual energy, covering her.
Since the Holy God was the imaginary enemy, there must have been a plan in place.
Preparation was essential for the craftsmen; it could be useless, but it was indispensable and must be backed up, even backed up again.
After continuous pressure and PUA, Qi Tan Old Deng, stressed and tormented, finally squeezed out some solid material—combining the tales of [Imaginary Friend] and [Doppelganger], creating a deceptive disguise!
