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Is this the other person's mental world? A mental world I've never seen before?
Ultima has bewitched many people, while ordinary people are mostly clueless or shrouded in a fog.
Even for those powerful adventurers, these are mostly the most vivid images in their memories, and the images in their minds are mostly fragmented.
But the world of this boy before me is worlds apart from those fragmented and false memories.
Whether you feel touch or smell, this world feels more like a real world.
The sea of flowers before my eyes swayed in the wind, this colorful expanse of blossoms stretching to the horizon.
For the first time, Ultimar hesitated, and he began to try to take a step forward.
The moment her feet touched the ground, Ultima felt the sensation of stepping on solid material.
It was at this moment that Ultima sensed something was wrong.
If this is truly the other person's mental world, then just how vast is their mental power?
Ultimar couldn't believe it; he was starting to panic.
Flowers, sunshine, grass, soil.
These four things make up this world.
The object was beautiful, seemingly a figment of Roya's imagination, but to Ultima it was utterly hideous.
The rising sun shone down, its warmth gentle, yet it stung Ultimar's skin.
The nameless flower emitted a foul stench, making the demon feel extremely uncomfortable.
This world made him feel nauseous, and at the same time, he had the idea of escaping.
Ultima didn't think much of it, snorted coldly, and said with feigned composure, "I'll let you off this time, and I'll play with you again next time."
After saying that, he prepared to run away.
Ultima also possessed considerable spiritual power; she attempted to communicate with her true form and then escape from this place.
Ultima naturally had her own set of methods for handling this situation. After all, as a demon, she had to have at least one or two ways to escape.
The original entity has its own consciousness. As long as we can communicate with its consciousness, we can pull our consciousness over.
However, despite having a backup plan, Ultima still had a bad feeling.
This sense of foreboding grew stronger, filling Ultima with intense fear.
Gritting her teeth, Ultimar began to try to contact her original self.
The attempt to contact them was not smooth sailing. Several phone calls were made, but none were successful. The internet connection was intermittent, as if it were being interfered with.
Sweat beaded on Ultimar's forehead as he rapidly considered countermeasures.
Just in case, this body actually contains half of the original's soul. In other words, if he were to abandon this body, it would be equivalent to losing half of his soul for nothing. He couldn't accept such a loss, so he figured he should try to salvage what he could.
Losing half of one's soul for no reason is a severe blow to a high-level demon.
Ultima could not accept this inexplicable loss.
Thinking of this, Ultima gritted her teeth and tried to communicate with the outside world.
In Roya's world, the desire to communicate with the outside world is truly wishful thinking.
However, Ultima eventually found the weakness in this world. It's only natural that such a vast spiritual world would have some weaknesses.
Although Ultimar vaguely sensed that something was wrong, she still clung to a sliver of hope and chose to contact the original body.
The signal was intermittent, but it eventually connected.
Nothing unexpected happened, and everything went smoothly.
The original body was surprised that the clone had returned without its knowledge, while the clone was overjoyed to see the original body again.
"What's going on? Is it not going well?"
"Everything was going smoothly until something went wrong along the way."
The main body nodded, without saying anything more, but asked curiously, "Oh, but who is that person behind you?"
"Behind me?"
The clone looked puzzled, but then suddenly seemed to remember something, turned its head back, but saw nothing.
The clone turned its head again, its expression turning extremely grim as it looked at the main body.
"Um, main body, isn't the person standing behind me a young man? The one with blond hair and golden eyes, who looks rather handsome, and whose clothes are very appropriate."
The main body nodded.
The clone's confused expression gradually turned into horror.
"Oh well, we've been found out. But it doesn't matter anyway."
As Luo Ya's voice rang out, ripples spread through their mental world. Luo Ya's figure emerged from behind and stood in front of the two, staring at them expressionlessly.
For a moment, all three fell silent.
The original and the clone looked at each other in bewilderment. The joys and sorrows of demons are not shared. The original did not know what had happened, but the clone's fearful expression made him very uncomfortable.
Even after becoming a demon, why are you still so cowardly?
What? Will he eat you up?
The silence didn't last long. Ultimar herself spoke calmly, "I don't know what happened between you, but this isn't just your mental world. Once you cross this line, you'll be in my world. You can't kill me. Of course, my clone is still in your world, which is an indisputable fact."
Luo Ya's lips curled up, but he didn't say anything.
The demon frowned, glanced at the clone, and the clone revealed a smile that was more like a grimace, frantically pleading for help.
The main body sighed and immediately began negotiating terms.
"Spare my clone, and I'll give you whatever you want—money, beauty, or even power."
Roya shrugged and casually said, "How much money do you think can compare to half your life?"
The main body glanced at the clone again, his right hand clenched slightly, his lips twitched, he took a deep breath, and said coldly with a grim face, "So what do you want? A magical artifact?"
Roya smiled; the boy's smile was radiant. His long, smooth, golden hair was tied back, and his pale golden eyes were fixed on Ultima.
The boy said calmly, "What, is anything okay?"
The main body frowned, took a step back, and nodded solemnly. He had a feeling that things were about to slip out of his control.
"Alright, then I'll take your soul."
As the words fell, the world began to spin. Ultimar glared angrily, her mental power erupting in that instant, crushing everything in its path.
One world is peaceful and beautiful, while another is filled with boundless suffering.
Groans and cries of pain mingled together, expressing boundless regret.
The two worlds were completely opposite, and the two forces collided with each other. Ultima thought that no matter how strong the other party's mental world was, it was impossible for him to be a match for the demon. However, when they actually came into contact, Ultima's expression suddenly changed.
Like ice and snow melting away, the so-called confrontation is nothing but a joke.
Almost instantly, everything vanished. Ultima's soul was pulled into Roya's world, and everything else turned to nothing.
"No, no, this is impossible. Who are you?"
Ultimar roared furiously, howling towards Roya's location. Roya shrugged and forcibly pulled her soul into his mental world.
Then everything changed, and the world began to transform.
The sea of flowers disappeared, the nameless blossoms vanished, and pure white petals scattered all over the ground.
Instead, there was an endless ocean, with a crimson sun hanging high overhead, radiating scorching heat. Roya stood silently on the sea surface, and water droplets gathered and transformed into a cage, imprisoning Ultima's main body and her clone together. The fusion of souls began when Roya forcibly pulled Ultima into this world.
It has ferocious features, an ugly face, a pair of black wings on its back, a swollen face, an open mouth revealing four sharp fangs, and sharp, long ears.
This is Ultimar's current state; her previous composure and calmness have vanished, leaving her in this disheveled state.
The scorching heat relentlessly baked Ultima. The demon emitted a foul, burnt smell.
Luo Ya simply stared at the other person silently, without saying a word.
Neither the human nor the demon spoke, and for a moment, the atmosphere became eerie.
Ultima did not beg for mercy. Although she grimaced from the scorching light, she simply stared coldly at her opponent.
Luo Ya didn't say much, and went straight to the point: "Any last words?"
Ultimar grinned coldly, snorted, and turned her head away.
Luo Ya raised an eyebrow, snapped his fingers, and another great sun rose.
The fiery sun rose from the west, the two great suns facing each other in the distance, the surrounding air churning, and the temperature rose by dozens of degrees again at this moment. But the most crucial thing was not the rise in the surrounding temperature, but the scorching heat from the rising sun, which was the most unbearable for the demon.
The pain in her soul was already unbearable for the demon, but now the pain was doubled. Ultimar's skin was rapidly drying out and aging, and she was emanating a smell of decay and old age.
Ultima finally spoke.
Ultimar stared at Roya with a sinister smile. He opened his festering lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Lord Barnier will avenge me. That Duke of Hell will tear you apart with his own hands, using your soul as food and pain as seasoning. He will torture you to his heart's content until your life comes to an end."
At this point, Ultimar paused, glanced at Roya, and seeing that Roya still had that expressionless attitude, grinned and said, "You don't know who Lord Barnier is, do you? Well, after all, a human like you wouldn't even know that lord exists."
At this point, he couldn't help but burst into wild laughter again. Roya just watched the guy amuse himself silently, a look of pity in his eyes.
Has this guy's brain been fried by the sun?