God of Tricksters

The Sword Saint and the Fist Saint had finally met. Even though the Fist Saint ranked lower than the Sword Saint in the past, he wasn't afraid at all. He still believed that he could still win.

Still, the Magic Saint and the Devouring Saint were still hiding within the monster's army. If they couldn't find them, they would be in trouble since they might take advantage of the confusion to launch an ambush.

The Heavenly Sovereign, who ended up walking with Theo, asked, "Are you not going to find them? You are supposed to be the one stopping them, right?"

Theo shook his head. "It's better this way. The fact that they are not using any tricks like attacking our rear is already good enough. This means that they won't be able to win without the army. We don't have to worry about them anymore."

The Heavenly Sovereign nodded. "Alright then. Let's go forward, shall we? Let's draw them out."

Theo nodded back. He and the Heavenly Sovereign increased their speed while releasing their Magic Power, ready to confront the slime the moment they reached its position.

The slime also knew that it would be bad to underestimate both the Heavenly Sovereign and Theo. There was also even the Goddess of Death.

So, the slime only had one option. A head-on confrontation.

The slime began circulating his Magic Power and came to a halt. He started planting more and more slime into the ground, ready to use it to launch his attack.

However, when Theo and the Heavenly Sovereign were about to launch their attack, they were suddenly surrounded by multiple black holes.

The black holes sucked their Magic Power, causing whatever attacks they planned to use to be weakened.

"!!!" Theo and the Heavenly Sovereign stopped. With this amount of Magic Power, there was no way they could injure the slime. So, they had to stop to recharge their power before doing something to them.

Still, the Magic Saint and the slime wouldn't let this opportunity pass. The Magic Saint had gathered a huge amount of Magic Power and punched the air.

The Magic Power turned into a shock wave. It was the Griffith Family's Martial Arts. If they carelessly blocked it, they would end up being blown away.

And it seemed the slime understood the power behind that punch. It immediately called forth the slime that had been hiding underground.

*Bam!*

A huge tentacle blasted the ground and stretched itself like a net as if planning to catch Theo and the Heavenly Sovereign. If this happened, the slime would be able to dissolve a portion of their power and body part, gaining a bit of their power which would end up causing a lot of problems in their fight later.

Yet, the Heavenly Sovereign actually smiled despite the situation they were in. He said with a smirk, "Don't you think it's time to act?"

That question put a smile on Theo's face. "Right?!"

Theo suddenly snapped his fingers. In that instant, the shock wave disappeared.

"!!!" The Magic Saint, who was hiding on the ground, widened his eyes in shock. He never thought that the attack that had been infused by his power could easily be erased by Theo.

It was at that time the truth was revealed. Theo's appearance started to glitch as if he was never real.

"Huh?" The Magic Saint dropped his jaw as if he couldn't believe what he had just seen. After all, Theo's body was burned from the right. But instead of turning into ashes, the fire actually burned the top layer of his skin.

Theo's appearance gradually changed. The blue hair turned into black hair, his young face became a gentle middle-aged face, and even his height slightly increased as if he had just gotten a few years' worth of growth in one second.

Theo changed into a completely different person in just two seconds. Even the slime, who was ready to catch them, couldn't help but feel dread. This mysterious person who used Theo's appearance was excluding a mysterious power that was different from everything he knew.

The Heavenly Sovereign, on the other hand, remained calm as if he had already known this plan.

"I'd like to see the God of Mischief in action." The Heavenly Sovereign smirked.

Yes, it turned out the one who had been impersonating Theo this whole time was none other than the God of Mischief. This was the reason why Theo hadn't made his move this whole time.

The only thing he did was manipulate reality by expanding it backward, pushing back the tentacle as well as the monsters. This ability originated from him, so there was no reason why he couldn't use it.

Though, it also meant that everything they had done this whole time was within his illusion.

'If he is someone else and not Theo, then where is he?' The Magic Saint was baffled for a moment before his instinct kicked in. He raised his left hand while covering his body with all the Magic Power he could muster. Everything purely came out as a reflex, but the next thing he realized, he felt an impact on his palm.

"!!!" The Magic Saint took a glance before he was blown away. It was actually Theo… the real Theo.

He had been hiding this whole time to wait until these two exposed themselves.

"What?" The Magic Saint couldn't believe it and checked the original Theo. Unfortunately for him, the original Theo was also blown away by Theo. Whether the one before him was a clone or the one in front of the original Theo, they wouldn't be able to prove it right now.

Still, one thing was for sure, they were going to fight Theo if they wanted to cause any change on this battlefield.

"Kh." The Magic Saint and the Devouring Saint gritted their teeth. They got launched a few hundred feet away.

And Theo positioned himself between them and the slime so that they couldn't ask for help from the slime.

Both Theo and his clone glared at these two while smiling. "You want me, right? Come and get it."