The energy surging through me settles into my muscles and bones, similar to earlier when I was learning how to properly use my true core in the battle against the dragon.
Every step upward through the air assimilates this new power into my being and makes my movements feel more natural.
After a short pause, notifications begin ringing in my inner ear again, showing an increase in the average number of MCP being farmed, telling me my double has raised floors once again.
Hundreds of trillions of MCP rush into me as I fly up through the scattered remains of the bronze earth dragon and out of the crater in the ground.
My mind replays the last exchange over and over as I scan for my enemy, visualizing the pure hexagon of divine energy I manifested, and thinking of the possibilities that are now in the future for me. The fact that a True Core is unique to everyone that awakens it means the more of them I fight, the more unique True Core abilities I'll gain.
No matter how many waves of perception I put out, I still can't sense the silver sword user.
Still, I fly higher into the sky, hoping they'll be the first to attack and show themselves.
I yell out as I reach the altitude I was fighting at before, into the endless open air where a desert once stood.
"Now what? I manage to block one of your attacks and you run away?"
Mid-yell, I sense the silver blades pierce my purple limiter, and a grin forms on my face as I turn my body and strengthen my Soul Energy shielding, enhanced by divine threads in the area being attacked.
Even with these, the blades still sink through, but the eruption of energy slows the silver weapons enough for me to summon another reflective hexagon of yellow light in its place.
If not for this ability, I would have been stabbed deep.
With my new increase of power in my core, I could have dodged a fatal blow, but it still would have hurt.
Now, as another blast of divine light fills the sky, the silver blades disappear and their holder is flung back with it.
Relief washes over me, but total concentration does too.
While it's good news this enemy didn't head straight for the center of the Dark Continent, I still can only perceive them while they attack, so anything can happen.
My gaze stays in the same direction as the enemy was flung while the divine threads in the air disperse.
The longer I'm left in the silent sky, the more possibilities of where the invisible swordsman could be.
My breathing slows, and I keep all of my buffs constantly activated while sending out pulses of perception.
My plunderer skill is draining mana from the atmosphere, but needs to be supplemented by copious amounts of mana crystals that I let fall from my item storage from time to time.
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More mana has been used in the last hour than I've ever run through in what feels like a lifetime. My physical and mental state is not used to using such absurd power; the fatigue is building up, but I push on far past my limits.
More MCP transfer notifications ring in my mind, as it's the only thing other than the faint whistle of wind up in this silent sky.
The moment the notifications pause, indicating my double has reached another floor, I'm left in complete and total silence again.
This is when the blades come straight for the center of my chest.
I'm fully prepared this time and perform a perfect replication of the enhanced soul energy shielding to cover my vitals and break the initial impact of the blow, then another yellow hexagon of pure divine gravity to deflect the remaining attack before it even touches my skin.
Over the next 15 minutes, I'm attacked 11 more times.
Hundreds of trillions of MCP flood into my system, doubling my mana control again as I endlessly block these incoming blades and hopelessly track the sky for an attacker I can't see.
Eventually, the MCP transfer notifications completely stop...
Another 15 minutes pass, and I'm attacked 21 more times.
In this barrage of kill-shot targeted blows, not a single point of mana control is transferred to me.
At first, I thought maybe my double was just waiting extra long to get to a higher floor, or possibly it was killed on a floor with unique monsters that a mere mana manifestation couldn't handle; however, no memories come flooding back in, so this can't be the case.
The only way I come out of this exchange with a victory is if I end it now.
As I contemplate how many more hours, or even minutes of this absurd beating I can continue to endure, a notification rings in my inner ear that may finally level the playing field.
[Skill Upgrade Transfer To Main Body: Complete]
[All-Seeing Eye] [Mythic Grade]