However, he didn't feel that familiar "sensation of flesh", nor could his roots implant themselves in the opponent's body.
Instead, it was like "he was still a Mortal"—or rather, it was like when Levique was a child, in extreme anger, punched a glass window only to feel the hurt and pain himself!
That "Siegfried" shattered in front of him with a sound like breaking ice!
The Fly Demon couldn't think in time, reaching out another arm to send the Dragon-incarnate Ligeia flying back again—realizing he couldn't absorb Life Force, he immediately altered the previous battle strategy, transforming his right arm into a long, soft black whip with spikes, striking these enemies who hadn't yet approached him from afar!
This strange mirror-created enemy would break with just a single attack!
Yet, at this moment, several scorching beams of Light shot out once more and converged, nearly slicing through his body!
