"Radiate!" A whispered voice escaped Pei Yan's lips, and then his body emanated a blinding light like the sun, which shot forth countless laser beams directly toward the eyes of Lanloste and Moira.

Enduring the intense burning sensation from her eyes, Moira tightly shut her eyes and roared, "Do you think you can escape like this? We've already locked onto your aura, no matter how you disrupt our vision, there will be no deviation."

Boom! Just as her words fell, there came an earth-shattering explosion from the side of Lanloste, yet Moira, having an arrow on the bow, couldn't hold back anymore. At this moment, she couldn't allow herself to think about others' safety and had to fight Pei Yan to turn the tables.

However, when she was fully perceiving Pei Yan's aura to continue attacking, she was shocked to find Pei Yan's aura suddenly vanished from its original position and appeared by her side!

Such changes nearly made Moira's heart stop. She didn't know how Pei Yan escaped from Lanmalok's cage set at the cost of life, but she had to make a critical choice on whether to continue attacking Pei Yan's original location or change her target direction. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Still blinded by the strong light, with her ears seemingly hearing another violent explosion, Moira's heightened senses felt the aura of Pei Yan attacking her. In the nick of time, she rapidly decided to pull back the Net of Destiny she had cast toward Pei Yan's original position, ensnaring it around her and casting it toward the approaching aura.

"Caught!" Feeling a tangible feedback from the net lines, Moira felt ecstatic, hurriedly tightening the Net of Destiny and harnessing her energy to heal her burned eyes to restore vision.

A moment later, as the burning sensation in her eyes subsided, Moira instinctively looked toward the direction where her Net of Destiny had ensnared. She saw in the blurred light and shadows, the net seemed to have caught a dark object. Unable to ascertain if it was Pei Yan, she looked toward Pei Yan's previous battle location, and her heart sank.

Though her vision remained blurred, the general appearance indicated it was undoubtedly Pei Yan himself! He's still in the original spot? Then what had she caught? Moira's anger and panic, combined with performing forbidden spell rebounds, caused her to cough blood and nearly fall to the ground.

"Pei Yan, what did you do?" The equally dazed Jiang Feiyang, just recovering from the flash, queried Pei Yan who stood a bit raggedly amidst the scene filled with one dead, one heavily injured, and one vomiting blood in the magic group.

Wang Wenze, who had donned sunglasses when Pei Yan called out "Radiate," took them off and swung it in his hand, smiling, "Pei Yan first released a blinding light, blocking the vision of the three opponents, then summoned his mechanical duplicate. That Lanloste focused all attention on Pei Yan, totally unwarily of this trick. The first explosion was the Plasma Cannon attack unleashed by the mechanical duplicate on Lanloste."

Sighing with a hint of admiration, Wang Wenze continued, "But Lanloste indeed is a remarkable person; even after enduring such a hit, he still managed to wield the Holy Sword stuck in his body. However, its power was greatly reduced, giving Pei Yan a chance to counter. Although Lanmalok confined Pei Yan's surrounding space, that was his utmost limit. Pei Yan, at the moment the Holy Sword was unleashed, extended Jiumu's abilities to deploy twelve spatial light screens at a distance. Each screen consumed a fraction of the Holy Sword's power, and after all twelve screens shattered, the Holy Sword's power was diminished to an acceptable range, allowing Pei Yan to physically withstand the attack. As for…

Wang Wenze then turned to Moira and puzzledly said, "As for her, I'm unsure. I only witnessed her shadow suddenly rise with black mist, and she retracted her attack toward Pei Yan, throwing it over the black mist."

"That's not ordinary black mist. If my judgment is correct, it should be the ability released by the second Divine Artifact Pei Yan absorbed!" Ye Ruozai said, focusing on the black mist dissolving into Moira's shadow under the Net of Destiny.

"Second Divine Artifact?" Wang Wenze, Jiang Feiyang, and others exclaimed in unison.

Ye Ruozai nodded solemnly, "At the instant the shadow released black mist, Pei Yan immediately concealed all his aura, while that mist perfectly mimicked Pei Yan's aura. Actually, Moira, who had firmly locked onto the target, could have discerned Pei Yan's true location upon closer inspection, but the situation was too urgent at the time; with impaired vision and hearing, her fear, from previous battles against Pei Yan, led to a panicked misjudgment."

"It's not just aura deception; from the start, Pei Yan was crushing their psyche with immense power, and finally used fear to influence their will, causing someone like Moira to make an error at a crucial moment, narrowly winning. If it were Moira's first battle against Pei Yan or if she were a rookie, Pei Yan could've been the one caught." Gu Shenghui reflected alongside, "It seems duels between experts often hinge on the finest of margins to determine the direction of victory."

While the few below deciphered the battle and expressed their reflections, a poignant scene unfolded on the battlefield. Lanmalok, having exhausted his life without securing victory, glanced toward Lanloste, whose half body was charred precisely by the concentrated Plasma Cannon, was nearing demise. With a roar, Lanmalok fueled his soul and whatever remnants of energy to desperately restrain Pei Yan, then shouting, "Quickly! Don't stay here to die with me and Exeter! Go back! Return and inform our comrades! Gather all known intelligence on this person for revenge against us!"

Lanmalok knew that simply letting Lanloste escape, he'd certainly refuse. Having betrayed the Round Table Knights once, he wouldn't flee again! Now, to ensure his survival, he had to impart the belief for revenge for him to save this once fellow who ventured life and death beside him, only to stray and return to the path.

"Lanmalok! Uggh—ah—ah!" Calling out his comrade's name, Lanloste hadn't anticipated himself, seasoned and unfazed by life and death, would be tearful at this moment. Grasping the meaning in his friend's words, faced with Pei Yan's cold, emotionless eyes, he let out a cry of despair and resolutely contacted the soul candle keeper in the Magic Realm.