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The Moon Realm Legion present was confident in taking down a Calamity with their numerical advantage.

But what about when they were facing nearly a hundred?

Who had the true numerical advantage?

More importantly, why were there nearly 100 Moon Realm Calamities here?

Was this some kind of illusion the other party was using, or some other trick to bluff?

However, all the Lunar Monsters present had seen with their own eyes that the full-strength strike of Demon General Carnage, who was famous for his strength, was easily blocked by the black-armored Calamity who suddenly appeared. This was definitely not something a bluff could do.

For a moment, no Lunar Monster present dared to act rashly, including Carnage, who had charged forward.

In the dead silence, William, standing in the middle of the crowd, maintained his confident smile. At the same time, he silently sensed the information from the Holy Spirit Disc on his back.

91, 92, 93… I’m almost at my limit…

William felt the fatigue and quickly stopped teleporting the Mirror Shadow clones he had prepared into the battlefield.

Even though summoning them in batches reduced the strain on him, if he had to do everything at the same time—even if he only issued simple orders like “Go there,” “Attack at will,” and “Dodge,” coupled with assessing simple micromanagement of real-time battlefield information—it was enough to push his mind to the limit.

William had gone back to the Treasure Hall and prepared about 200 equipped Mirror Shadow clones. However, he could only roughly control 93 of them. In fact, if he wanted to control them perfectly, maintaining a number below 20 was the most appropriate choice.

Uh… It didn’t seem right to use words like ‘only’ since 93 Mirror Shadow clones were already shocking enough. If it weren’t for his amazing willpower and intelligence, any ordinary magic chanter who did the same by controlling so many clones at the same time would probably overload their brains into boiling steam in a minute or two.

William looked at Carnage, who was on guard not far from him, and then looked up at the Lunar Monsters in the distance. He shouted provocatively, “Come on, continue.”

“Continue your previous attacks! Didn’t you just boast shamelessly that you wanted me to die here?”

“Erosion, what’s going on?”

Mrs. Swelling ignored the Calamity’s provocation and raised its fan, covering the lower half of its face as it asked in a low voice, “Is he playing some trick?”

Erosion, the only Demon General present who had interacted with the current Calamity, silently observed the sudden appearance of the Calamities.

It stared intently at the silver pendants in front of every Calamity’s chest.

Erosion still remembered that thing.

On April Fool’s Day, it had held a weapon specially forged to assassinate the Calamity and was once suppressed by a little girl wearing the same silver pendant whose strength was only at the level of an Apprentice.

After Erosion was banished back to the Moon Realm domain, the Lake of Entropy, it learned from the Lady of Starvation that it was due to the Calamity’s strength. He had used the pendant to manifest himself on the girl, allowing it to escape the humiliation of being defeated by an Apprentice-level human.

“Those strange pendants…” Erosion said, his mind racing. “The other party is using them to manifest his strength through those clones.”

“What do you mean?” Demon General Bloodthirsty asked, his arms wrapped in rusty iron thorns, the blood dripping down his arms. His voice sounded like nails scraping a table.

“It means that the Calamity is just bluffing,” Erosion said quickly.

“He’s using some special method to project his strength on those clones, creating the illusion that dozens or hundreds of himself exist at the same time. In fact, we still need to face a single Calamity. No… Not only that, but to maintain such a large-scale clone, the Calamity’s combat strength might even be weaker than usual. And he’s just trying to scare us away!”

Erosion’s voice grew louder as he spoke, until he was almost roaring.

This wasn’t just about exposing the illusion that the Calamity in front of them was powerful. It was also about using this to restore the morale of the legion behind them.

There was no Empty Fort Strategy in this world, but there were certainly stories in history of using tricks to scare away enemies. The most legendary one was the most arrogant fraudster in history, Demuge. He ordered someone to light 10,000 sticks of firewood to make the Lord of the Dark Tide think dawn had arrived, forcing Her back into Her dark domain and causing Her to lose the bet. In the end, She was forced to forge a weapon called Dawn Moment, and the eternally burning two-handed sword was later obtained by the Moon Realm Calamity and renamed Judgment 10.

The Calamity at hand was no different. He had planned on tricking them into retreating.

But even with Erosion’s encouragement, no one from the Moon Realm Legion behind them dared to step forward when faced with so many Calamities.

Maybe the scene in front of them was too shocking.

But they didn’t know that even more shocking things were yet to come.

William chuckled and said, “Alright, since you don’t want to attack first, I won’t stand on ceremony.”

Won’t stand on ceremony? How was he going to do it? the Demon Generals present thought.

It was known that maintaining more than 90 clones required an astronomical amount of mana. Even if the other party was in the Moon Realm, which made it much easier to channel magic power from the Astral World than Currere, there shouldn’t be much mana available due to the limitations of the human mind.

After all, no human’s ether domain could withstand the mana flow of so many spells at the same time.

However, out of caution, they didn’t dare to act rashly.

“Then, let’s begin with one…”

William extended a finger.

Not far from him, a clone dressed in a fiery-red robe and holding a charred black magical medium and a distorted Flame Mask stepped forward.

A huge, red nexus beneath his feet began to build, and the magical medium in his hand was instantly covered in scorching cracks.

Erosion and all the Demon Generals present, along with the other high-level Lunar Monsters, showed extremely terrified expressions as they sensed extremely intense fire magic starting to ignite.

The Lunar Monsters under the Lady of Starvation were especially afraid, as the core principle of the spell being cast was obtained by analyzing Her domain.

Peak Fire spell, All That’s Left Is Ash and Dust.

As the magical medium in the Calamity’s hand disintegrated inch by inch, a sickly-colored sun appeared in the sky.

However, it didn’t land for a long time.

“Then, two…”

William extended his second finger.

A silver-gray robed clone stood beside him, swiping his hands and taking out a sapphire ring—the Blue Glory Ring that could greatly increase lightning resistance. He put it on before continuing to take out a magical medium made of pure lightning from the spatial rift.

The Initial Sky Fragment was rumored to be the original lightning obtained from the Holy Spirit—Father—when He swung His scepter and shattered the sky to establish Currere. It was said that as long as one held this divine artifact, their body would irreversibly change in the direction of shattering because creation itself was the process of shattering. In-game, holding this weapon would cause the player to be in an immobile paralysis state. Additionally, holding it for too long would permanently deduct the upper limit of the player’s HP.

This divine artifact also had the highest buffs for lightning spells in-game, and was on a completely different level from the divine artifacts of other spells. It was a necessary equipment for speedrunners when downing BOSSES.

At the same time, spells of the same scale as All That’s Left Is Ash and Dust began to activate under the feet of William’s clones. A corner of the sky was cracked by countless roaring lightning, and the light emitted by the intersecting lightning drowned out the light of the sickly sun.

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Peak lightning spell, Lightning that Shattered the Sky.

This was the second peak spell he had already chanted.

“Then, three…”

William ignored the cracking sound behind him and extended his third finger.

He looked at the magical medium in his hand, Withering Cold, and apologetically revealed an expression.

“Ah, I should be the one releasing this,” he said, before slamming the medium on the ground. All of his allies around him were dyed with a faint layer of white.

The visual effects of the spell William cast were simple compared to the two powerful spells.

Peak Frost spell, Inverse Entropy.

“We’ve got to rush over and stop him from chanting any more spells!”

Erosion transformed into a black mist made of rotten residue and charged towards the Calamity.

It was clear that the enemy was not bluffing when they were able to release three spells in one go and were planning on releasing a fourth. If they stayed there and hoped for luck, they would all be killed.

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The best way to fight against a magic chanter was to get close and engage in melee combat, cutting off their ability to chant powerful spells.

“We’ve got to close the distance and take him out! It’s our only chance!”

The other Demon Generals shouted in unison, joining forces with the Moon Realm Legion to charge at the Calamities.

It was at that moment that the shattered sky and the sickly sun fell…