Even though the other party was bleeding profusely, with a flattened skull, he was still alive.
Jason spun around without hesitation and slammed Edward harshly to the other side of his body once more.
In his perception, Edward was still alive.
Jason spun again, grabbing Edward by the ankle and slamming him back.
In the following minute or so, Edward was lifted and smashed into the ground dozens of times, from side to side.
Not only had his skull been crushed to mush, but his upper body had already vanished by the time Jason threw it out.
However, the moment Jason let go, Edward’s legs stood up, and the flesh and blood scattered around rapidly gathered back together.
"Just like you, I have kept quite a few aces up my sleeve."
Edward said with a light laugh.
"Although you came into contact with the ’Mystical Knowledge’ earlier than I, my Talent is more outstanding. Moreover, I possess wealth far beyond your imagination. Your heart must have been tormented when I acquired it, right? You wanted it, yet you wanted me to set up everything for you, to reap the benefits after all the hard work!"
"Your plan has still been seen through by me!"
"You will never get it!"
A smug-faced Edward seemed to be proving his own Strength to Jason as he reached into his chest for something.
The next moment, a book appeared in Edward’s right hand.
The book wasn’t big, of average thickness, only the size of an adult’s palm, resembling a pocketbook. Your journey continues with
The cover of the book was dark yellow, and because Edward held the book up with his fingers covering it, Jason could not see anything else clearly, but he could distinctly smell the rich aroma of ’food’ coming from it. ŗÅŊôꞖЁŚ
And Edward was flipping gently through the pages.
This was his ace in the hole.
The most powerful of his three artifacts!
It was also the core of all his schemes!
But with it in hand, he was certain he would rise again.
Edward firmly believed this.
"Although I was ensnared by your schemes, I failed this time, but so did you."
Edward, who was flipping through the book, said so, but then the once uncrowned king of Cherry City shook his head.
"With this in my possession, in the face of that situation, I still have room for maneuver."
"A nine in ten chance of death!"
"So... it is I who have won!"
Edward spoke arrogantly.
Especially when he saw the eager look in Jason’s eyes as they fixed on the book in his hand.
Edward was even more triumphant.
Then, the once defending champion of Cherry City, with the book lying flat in the palm of his hand, pushed it forward.
Edward glared at Jason with malicious intent.
Although he had won, he had also lost two high-level artifacts.
Leaving , he was somewhat reluctant to do so.
Therefore, he wanted to humiliate Jason!
Although he couldn’t kill Jason, humiliating his opponent was still doable!
And only by thoroughly humiliating Jason could he erase his reluctance and find joy.
Faced with the ’food’ that was within his grasp, Jason was struggling to restrain his ’appetite’ as he scrutinized both Edward and the book in his hand.
As an enemy, would Edward be so generous?
It was either humiliation or a trap.
And from the current situation, the former was more likely.
"A man who believes he has exceptional talents, who became arrogantly overconfident after easily accomplishing some impossible deeds with the power of the ’Mystical Side,’ but in reality, has no more actual combat experience than a common man, slightly stronger at best. Is he trying to play at me at the last moment, to save face, to prove his own victory?"
Thoughts raced through Jason’s mind, his gaze turning to the book in the opponent’s palm.
The book in the palm was now bottom-up, with the cover resting in the hand.
When the title appeared, Jason felt a surge of astonishment.
But immediately, Jason deduced that Edward, by imitating a perpetrator to recreate and compensate for the "Cross Street Stalker’s" ’ritual,’ was actually using this book as the ’core’!
Using this book as the ’core’!
Then could this book... create worlds?!
With such speculation, Jason’s breathing became involuntarily labored.
What would the taste of a ’food’ that could create worlds be like?
And how much satiety, the Excitement of Feast, would it bring him?
However, outwardly, Jason remained impassive, merely revealing his longing for the ’food.’
And for Jason at the present, this was all too simple.
He was inherently drawn to ’food.’
Such an expression from Jason was truly comforting to Edward.
Edward seemed to have completely forgotten that his ’ritual’ had been interrupted, the loss of two high-level artifacts, and all the efforts he had expended, now he just wanted to see the yearning in Jason’s eyes for that which was out of reach.
Edward asked with a smile.
Then, the reigning king of Cherry City, perhaps in an effort to be even more joyful, casually tossed the book towards Jason.
Jason didn’t catch it, but instinctively dodged to the side.
The book fell to the ground.
Jason slowly approached the book and, after confirming there was no danger, tentatively reached out to touch it.
Then, his fingers passed right through.
Even though it seemed to be a solid book, his fingers couldn’t touch it at all.
He tried several times with the same result.
And at this moment, Edward couldn’t hold back any longer.
Edward burst out laughing.
Amidst that laughter, Edward rocked back and forth, clearly delighted to the utmost.
If Edward dared to throw out his most important artifact, it was naturally because he had absolute confidence.
When he had acquired this special artifact, Edward had bound it to himself with a ’ritual,’ and for safety considerations, he performed numerous special ’rituals’ over the following days.
Under layers of rituals, the artifact had long become untouchable by others.
Similarly, he could summon it at will.
Without speaking, but at the whim of Edward’s mind, the book that had just fallen flew back into Edward’s hand.
Jason witnessed the whole process.
He instantly noticed the difference.
He could clearly see a slight link between the ’book’s’ shadow and Edward’s shadow at all times.
Jason’s eyes narrowed.
"You’ve only just noticed?"
"This is the power of the rare shadow strength," Edward said proudly, and then, with an affected modesty, he continued:
"Of course, I haven’t mastered this special strength myself; I only used a ’ritual’ to borrow its inherent power—the power of the shadow!"
"You probably only know that it can construct a brand-new ’world’ through the ritual, but did you know that the world it creates is a shadow world?"
"How could you possibly know?"
"You, with your average Talent, lacking any greater fortune."
"Look at yourself now."
"It really does evoke pity!"
While saying this, Edward once again threw the ’book’ toward Jason.
Just like before, Jason sidestepped, evading as the ’book’ fell to the ground.
Watching Jason dodge, the corners of Edward’s mouth turned up.
He watched as if observing a monkey show.
And when Jason once again cautiously approached the ’book,’ testing to touch the ’book,’ the moment of greatest hilarity in the monkey show arrived. Edward, unable to wait, with mouth corners poised to bloom into a gratified smile.
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