Unlike many illusionist Condensers, the path of the Delusional is the purest and most ancient.

Primitive, full of possibilities, unrestricted, reaching straight to the core.

Illusion Creation.

The Delusional uses reality as paper, Ether as ink, freely depicting the frenzied world in his mind, easily shattering the boundary between illusion and reality, allowing fantasy to reach reality.

Before the Silver Knight could get close, piles of white bones stacked up, intertwining like rising gates, with scarlet blood pooling within the bone gates, and then ugly, grotesque figures tore through the bloody membranes, descending upon the world.

Countless Ghouls were illusioned into being, advancing like an army; no matter how sharp the Silver Knight's blade was, it couldn't eradicate them entirely.

The advance was thus slowed by the Ghouls, and the worst part was, these Ghouls were not entirely Illusion Creations.

The Silver Knight could sense this. Each time he slew a Ghoul, a large amount of scarlet tendrils would ooze from the broken flesh, trying to sew the severed limbs together.

If the bodies were shattered severely enough, they would pile together, becoming twisted scarlet tumors, or merge with the ground's fungal blanket.

The Silver Knight tore through the obstacle before him, and through the blood, he saw the Delusional resembling a commander, with scarlet roots extending from his spine, connecting all the way to the fleshy nest behind him.

The Delusional seemed to be under the control of the Immortal Heart, or perhaps he was borrowing its power... but that no longer mattered.

Now, the Silver Knight faced not only the Delusional's Illusion Creations but also the power of the Immortal Heart, under whose undying power, the mad fantasies could destroy anyone.

Resilient flesh slowly sank into the cliffs, rooting deep underground, then expanding, growing; in a series of tremors, the rifts broke one by one, bones slowly constructed amidst the fresh meat, like spider legs fixed upon the cliffs.

The Silver Knight's advance slowed not only him but all actions halted simultaneously, gazing up at the constantly writhing monster.

It struggled mightily, its flesh fully merged with the architecture, and in quaking tremors, it tore the Alchemy Workshop out of the rocks alive.

Like a colossal blood-red wolf spider, its sturdy spider legs crushed buildings on its path, beginning to crawl slowly through the narrow cliffs.

The Ghouls illusioned by the Delusional also broke free of their bonds, spreading in all directions like a scarlet plague.

Teda had disappeared, leaving only the Delusional, ruled by maliciousness.

The giant wolf spider lifted its fleshy nest, casting a great shadow over everyone, blinding every inch of light.

Even the Silver Knight felt a moment of daze, helpless against the massive monster.

Yet soon after, the Silver Knight moved again, becoming as swift as lightning, attempting to sever the spider legs.

The spider legs, like Long Bridges spanning rifts, were still easily severed by the slender steel, the roaring sound waves and repulsive force incessant.

Bucker and Hood cooperated with the Silver Knight, restricting the wolf spider's movement and trying to break into the nest.

The behavior of the monster seemed chaotic and disordered, but the Silver Knight knew very well what it intended to do.

Teda's personal will had nearly vanished; now the Immortal Heart controlled everything, and it most desired to return to its original body.

The wolf spider began advancing towards the depths of the Great Rift.

"Stop it, we must not involve those people!"

The usually silent and calm Silver Knight now seemed somewhat frantic. He wasn't worried about the fusion of the Immortal Heart and the Calamity, as the defense mechanism of the Abandoned Land wouldn't allow such a thing to happen.

What the Silver Knight feared was that if the battlefield shifted to the depths of the Great Rift, touching the control range of the Desperate Outpost, the scales of victory would instantly be tipped.

He knew very well that deep in the Great Rift, within the Abandoned Land, a Defender was stationed there.

The existing power was not incapable of confronting the Defender, but it would expose the King's Shield Guard's power prematurely, greatly impacting the forthcoming plans.

"Quick battle!"

At the command of the Silver Knight, Hood and Bucker, both Negative Power Users, unleashed their firepower, destroying several spider legs in an instant.

But that only slowed its pace; to completely resolve this, they needed to remove the Immortal Heart, which was their original plan.

With their assistance, the wolf spider's defenses were significantly reduced, and most of the crimson tendrils in the air were destroyed, allowing a path for the Silver Knight to proceed.

He advanced towards the gap, slaughtering his way to the Delusional in an instant, and as he got closer, the Delusional's resistance grew more intense.

Flesh wrapped around him, woven like red silk, tightening on the surface, and then layers of rugged Bone Armor emerged.

A white puppet mask hung on his face, resembling a distorted skull.

Faced with this scene, the Silver Knight thought the Delusional would engage in close combat with him, but in the blood-hued nest behind the Delusional, waves of unsettling pulses were released, attempting to shake the Silver Knight's mind.

Along with them came thousands of blood threads, trying to cage the Silver Knight like a net, attempting to seep beneath his Armor, but before they could propagate and multiply, violent Ether shattered the foul blood into fragments.

The Silver Knight first revealed his own Ether intensity, his restrained power overflowing, exuding a terrifying aura.

He pushed forward again, when suddenly an anomaly appeared.

While the King's Shield Guard focused on resisting the Delusional, dark specters roamed the edge of the battlefield without aim, and after a brief judgment, they chose to launch an attack on the King's Shield Guard.

Just as the Silver Knight feared, the dark specters relied on controlling the battlefield within the Great Rift to perfectly resolve everything.

The King's Shield Guard was held back by the Delusional, making it the perfect timing to strike.

Without any warning, a chilling killing intent descended instantly, and several Condensers focused on defense didn't notice the arrival of the Death God at all, as they fought against the Delusional, the dark figures emerged behind them.

The Blade-Biting Wolves burst out of the shadows, and deadly blades easily pierced their hearts; the blades churned, forcefully pulling to one side, completely ending their lives, their bodies cut into pieces.

Blood splashed on the cold Armor, and with the Blade-Biting Wolves' charge, it was easily shaken off, scattered like a broken rain curtain.

By now, the Silver Knight had keenly sensed the arrival of the Blade-Biting Wolves; logically, he should have detected it earlier, but the Ether Concealment surrounding the Wolves made them like mundane steel, observable only through sight.

"Hold them off!"

The Silver Knight ordered.

Bucker immediately turned to face the oncoming pack of wolves. As a survivor of the secret war, he knew all too well about these cold predators.

"The pack of Lebius…"

He uttered in a suppressed tone, raising his hand, as a powerful repulsive force formed an invisible wall, isolating the wolves outside.

The wolves tried to cross the line, but no matter which path they took, the powerful repulsive force segmented the battlefield, and each impact was pushed back by immense force.

"Let them go!"

Following the Silver Knight's command, Hood ceased fire on the Ghouls, letting them flee in all directions, spreading endless death.

With the appearance of Lebius, the Order Bureau would undoubtedly take notice of this, leaving the Silver Knight with no choice but to stir the situation into more chaos.

The Great Rift was a containment dump for impurities, but just beyond the fog of this dump lay the Oubos.

For the safety of the citizens, the Order Bureau would have to allocate significant resources to deal with these Ghouls, and if even one entered the city, it would cause a dreadful spread, triggering an Extraordinary Disaster.

The Order Bureau would never allow such a thing to happen.

On the edge of the battlefield, a blurry figure was gradually approaching. Wearing a wolf-headed mask, he watched the battlefield with cold eyes, like a silent Death God wandering between illusion and reality.

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