As Leonard Churchill was deep in thought, Scissorhands Edward launched another attack.
It disappeared on the spot like a specter, its cold scissors flashing, and in the blink of an eye, it had appeared a mere foot away.
Leonard scoffed coldly, using a shield condensed from his Tyrant Body Strong Air to fend off the attacking scissors while quickly retreating to increase the distance between them.
"Clang!"
A flash of firelight, and Leonard looked at the wound sliced open on the bronze skin of his arm, a cold sneer filling his eyes.
With the Clown illusion behind him, the world in his eyes was extremely clear.
He gradually saw through the traces of his opponent's moves.
He had to admit that despite both being Fifth Tier, this special-grade Undead Spirit's comprehension of the Laws far outstripped his own by too much.
This allowed the opponent to find vulnerabilities in the Spell, almost making every strike have an "ignore defense" effect.
