Lucas’s sword cleaved through the fleshy cocoon that loomed at the center of the mirrored world.

 

But Violet knew this was just a facade. The true magical conglomerate emitting that surprising aura, seemingly different from the outer cocoon, did not suffer much damage from this simple sword strike.

 

The pitiful appearance of the cocoon was a result of it absorbing all the impact and cutting forces to protect what lay within.

 

“Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak!!!”

 

Vocal cords somewhere emitted an ear-piercing noise. Even if the meaning was incomprehensible, it conveyed a sense of anger.

 

The center of the cocoon was almost cut in half, but the power of that sword was significantly neutralized by the outer layers, failing to penetrate deep inside.

 

The lump rapidly squirmed, and the dark red energy released from its depths allowed it to heal at an astonishing speed. It seemed thoroughly provoked, as numerous tentacles flailed wildly, converging into a fist-like colossal entity.

 

Clang!

 

The fleshy fist collided with Lucas’s sword, producing a crisp metallic resonance.

 

The celestial guardian, who blocked this punch, wielded his weapon in a counterattack. The golden sword, engraved with countless sacred runes, effortlessly sliced through the fist, embedding itself several meters deep.

 

But strangely, the regenerative ability of this thing suddenly surged to an unimaginable level. Although Lucas could easily break through its defense, he hadn’t had the chance to completely separate it, and the initially cut parts were already squirming and healing.

 

By the time the great sword slashed through the consolidated mass of tentacles and pierced through, this thing had already recovered significantly, completely unaffected. It unleashed another punch, hitting the back of the golden-armored warrior.

 

“Tsk.”

 

Lucas clicked his tongue displeased.

 

Such feeble attacks were naturally unable to cause any damage to it, a level 80 with specialized resistance to strikes. However, the opponent’s recovery speed was a bit too fast, unnaturally so.

 

On Lucas’s broken magic sword, there were inscriptions of anti-evil and chaotic magic effects. Logically, apart from healers at the level of Violet, conventional healing methods should be suppressed. So why was it like this?

 

Despite the confusion, as the guardian, Lucas couldn’t afford to stop the battle against the enemy. He turned around, wielding his sword, and engaged in combat with the looming giant fist.

 

“Miss Xiao Guang, do you see anything?”

 

Violet, who was observing, did not rush to intervene.

 

In terms of attributes, magical power, and combat skills, Lucas should be superior to the opponent. Even the aggregated magical energy hidden within the fleshy cocoon was not as intense as that of the level 80 guardian.

 

However, the opponent was able to engage in a back-and-forth battle with Lucas without him resorting to lethal techniques.

 

Although the latter’s attack power is relatively weak, its role as a meat tank is evident, but that ridiculously fast recovery speed also plays a significant role.

 

Observers see things clearly. She has witnessed more than once that after Lucas’s broadsword cuts through the fleshy fist, the core inside the cocoon emits a dark red glow. Following this, the former’s recovery is as good as new. The scene even reminds Violet of a magic that could reverse time.

 

However, obviously, it’s not the same thing, nor is it the healing magic familiar to Miss Priestess. So how does this thing achieve such rapid recovery?

 

“Master, it should be the Law of 【Reversal】. In this world reflected in the mirror, the laws are reversed, and control lies in the hands of that disgusting thing.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

Since coming to this world, Violet has heard the name of “laws” more than once. Not long ago, she even fought against something that wielded the “law of death.”

 

But from that one time, the so-called law seemed more like the attack effects in 【Illusory World】. However, this thing in front of her… she couldn’t quite understand. In the game, there has never been an effect called “Inversion.”

 

“【Reversal】. This thing reverses the damage it receives, hm, just a little trick.”

 

The little dragon girl disdainfully curled her lips.

 

Indeed, this is her first encounter with such a strange power. 【Reversal】 shouldn’t be a conventional world law. It’s more likely that because the mirror reflects the real world, it creates a completely reversed mini-dimension, directly flipping common sense.

 

In theory, the power of reversal can reverse everything known.

 

For example, the simplest application involves transforming the living into the dead, reversing damage into healing. Taking it a step further, one could reverse gravity into thrust, causing a sword swung towards an enemy to turn back onto oneself.

 

Moreover, reaching the pinnacle of this power allows for precise manipulation of details, turning the brave into the cowardly, saints into villains, and even creating unbelievable reversals where those in love become bitter enemies. In theory, all of this is possible.

 

However, it remains theoretical.

 

With the power of reversal comes resistance. Crude operations may be achievable, but the greater the extent, the more intricate, and the stronger the target’s power, the difficulty increases exponentially. The fact that the fleshy ball didn’t make Lucas swing his sword back onto himself reveals the limited scope of its manipulation—the ability to reverse its own damage or macroscopic life-death transformations, just at the most basic level.

 

Although the little dragon girl may appear silly in front of her master, it’s merely because she couldn’t be bothered with trivial matters. When it comes to judgments in battles and various powers, her sensitivity even surpasses that of the previous human priestess.

 

After sharing these speculations with her master, Violet gradually understood the opponent’s manipulation, having a sudden realization.

 

At the same time, she became aware of certain issues that Xiao Guang had either overlooked or dismissed.

 

For instance, why did the fleshy cocoon create a mirror world and pull so many living beings inside to become sustenance?

 

The key lies within the cocoon.

 

Assuming that when whatever is inside the cocoon hatches, it can unleash the power of the Law of 【Reversal】 beyond the confines of the mirrored world, perhaps even strengthening it further. Understanding the reason behind this colossal plan that had been unfolding for three hundred years may now become clearer.

 

This is a reasonably plausible speculation.

 

However, it’s unclear who the true instigator is— the life form inside the cocoon. Or could there be someone else?

 

Regardless of whether it’s to provide closure for the millions of innocent souls sacrificed or to uphold Violet’s own values, she cannot allow this entity to continue growing.

 

It’s time to put an end to this.

 

“Lucas, step back.”

 

“Yes, my lord.”

 

The golden-armored warrior, unscathed, raised his resilient wings and effortlessly severed the encircling fleshy fists, withdrawing from the battle.

 

From start to finish, it had been suppressing the enemy. Although Lucas couldn’t completely overwhelm the opponent due to its eerie regenerative power, the disparity in speed and strength between the two was too significant. Despite the cocoon using all its means, it couldn’t inflict much damage.

 

And this was without Lucas going all out.

 

Therefore, the cocoon’s level shouldn’t be too high, definitely not exceeding level 80.

 

If we don’t consider its regenerative ability, it’s at a level similar to the 【Death Omen Star】 faced in the Beastman’s kingdom.

 

In other words, at most, it reaches the level of a pseudo-god.

 

Although it feels somewhat strange to Violet that, after nurturing for three hundred years and absorbing the souls of a million people, it only reached this level, well…

 

So what?

 

The black-haired girl slowly approached, facing the terrifying fleshy fists that came straight at her. She raised the red staff bestowed upon her by Anastasia.