Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 2187: Taking A Shot

Chapter 2187: Taking A Shot

Myria's heart drummed with killing intent while Ellia felt the same but also couldn't help but feel fear. There was another Ellia within the fake Myria whom she hadn't met yet, but she knew that she was there, her soul not knowing what to feel about this morbid and chaotic situation.

It was true chaos.

*Whoosh!~*

Myria shot like a bolt of lightning, instantly arriving in front of her fake. Her speed was so fast than a wind attribute cultivator of the same level. When she arrived before her fake, her hand shook as though containing immense energy before a pitch-black palm emerged from that hand, heading towards the fake Myria, who still hadn't even lifted a finger.

"Lifestealing Death Palm."

Whispering ever so lightly, Myria unleashed a palm technique that was consolidated through Death Laws. Its drastic offensive power overwhelmed even the likes of Davis's Heaven Cleaving Abyss, causing certain death to the victim after robbing them of their vitality in an instant, leaving them as nothing more than a withered corpses.

*Bang!~*

However, a ray of pure white light emerged from the fake Myria and struck the Lifestealing Death Palm, instantly shattering it.

But Myria didn't seem to stop as she seemed to have expected it. Her figure closed in on the fake as an iridescent hue of black and white surged from her body, surrounding her with the atmosphere of heaven and earth rumbling. Her undulations shuddered in the wake of this energy as they transformed and leaped an entire level, becoming seven levels higher and even reaching their peak.

The otherworldly aura of reincarnation that made sure people feel their existence waning headed towards the fake Myria.

????? ??????? "Really?"

The imitation asked in a mocking tone as she waved her hand. Six spirals of iridescence energy flew from her body as they struck Myria, causing her to spit a mouthful of blood as she felt the existence of her cells waning, never to be healed again with normal methods. However, life energy surged from her Eternal Life Soul Physique, her soul force quickly beginning to heal her.

However, Myria didn't stand still but rapidly retreated, her bosoms heaving up and above as she had just brushed against death.

'Eight levels higher…!'

Her pupils trembled as she really couldn't believe that her imitation was this strong. In that case, forget Davis. How was she supposed to defeat her imitation and obtain the two invaluable treasures?

"If only I was an immortal, is that what you're thinking? Even then, it isn't assured that you would be able to beat me, Myria."

The imitation mockingly looked at her and giggled, causing Myria to take a deep breath as she began calming herself.

Her Eternal Life Soul Physique was unable to show its true prowess because she was still a mortal. Otherwise, her prowess would've been eight levels higher, and her imitation that knew everything she knew was blatantly mocking her while easily beating her, making her feel strangely calm with killing intent seeping inside like poison.

She couldn't stand being defeated once, but now she was being beaten again? By her own self?

"Don't look at me like that. Didn't you have fun killing me seven times in a row before becoming afraid that we would be engaged in a gruesome battle on the eighth floor while they simply watched us and knew all our secrets as I provoked you? You saw it was possible to block sight and senses later on, and only then did you dare participate again."<del>?a??a ???????</del>

"So what?" Myria waved her hand, "Even that brat did the same."

"Of course, not anyone can know the secrets he holds but you, isn't it just your past? What are you so afraid of?"

The imitation couldn't help but giggle, "Let's say you're able to beat me, Myria. What then? That would mean that you're leaving Ellia's love to die, robbing him of his only visible means to survival. If you're going to do that, they were right when they called us a Fiend, Myria."

"Shut up!" Myria raised her hand and pointed at the imitation's face, "As long as no one betrays me, I would never forsake them! You know me better as you claim to, don't you?"

"Is that right?" The imitation's voice appeared unamused before a rapid smile filled her face, "Then what of the body physique you're planning to make in the immortal realm? You even collected the cheap Viridian Afterlife Path Tree Fruit from him at a high price. Are you going to abandon that plan?"

"As I said before, Chaos is compatible with all Laws. There shouldn't be a problem."

Myria shook her head, using this time to heal all her injuries as much as possible.

"Such explanations would work on him but not yourself, or are you actually trying to fool yourself into believing that? You also know that making the Body Physique we're planning to make and complete will enclose the defects of our Eternal Life Soul Physique from all our research so far. For example, even if we die, it would no longer induce a side-effect like-"

Abruptly, the imitation's expression changed as her veil fell off. She bit her lips, appearing as though she was going to tear up as her limpid eyes became swollen with tears.

"Am I a mere side-effect…? Mother…?"

"…!?"

Myria's heart shook as she saw Ellia appear before her, momentarily shaking her entire self.

"Don't you dare call me mother!"

Abruptly, she lashed out, appearing extremely angered over this cheap trick. However, she inwardly panicked and quickly looked into her soul sea.

"Ellia, I didn't mean it towards you… They're the fake ones..."

"I know."

She comforted Ellia, causing another enraged voice to echo. It seemed that the both of them were thoroughly provoked. Noticing this mistake once again, Myria began to calm down once again.

"Where was I?" The fake Myria's expression became amused, her beauty plain to be seen even though her gaze was like a devil's right now, "Ah, yes. Side effects would no longer be a problem once we complete our Body Physique, and our prowess will also increase. However, if you were to insert chaos into the factor, who knows what would happen? Perhaps, we would… break?"