Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1325 - 3: Confronting the Demon Within (Part 1)

The Star of Hope hung high in the sky, and the world around was pure white. The unchanging whiteness extended infinitely, resembling an inverted abyss, ready to crush and swallow those who dared to gaze upon it.

In the abyss, two figures stood facing each other, their expressions exuding identical calmness. Gongsun Ce removed his gloves, leisurely flexing his hands. A deep thud echoed as the white gloves hit the ground, immediately sinking into the pure white earth, and shocking cracks extended from the pit’s edge like a spider spreading its malevolent limbs.

The Dawn Knight on the opposite side remained indifferent, plunging her great sword into the ground, invoking a radiant white sword light. The serene atmosphere shattered in an instant; the knight’s slash was spectacular to the extreme, with the crescent-shaped sword light reaching the heavens and splitting the earth below, as if the world itself turned into a stream of light rushing to destroy everything.

Gongsun Ce pushed off with one foot, leaping swiftly. He swung his right fist towards the sword light, and silently, charred marks flickered across the surface of the sword arc. The destructive marks were strange and dense, like lightning dancing wildly under storm clouds, and the charred marks spread in an instant, causing the sword light to shatter into a rain of light!

Gongsun Ce did not pause for a moment, sprinting across the pure white land to close the distance between them, each step leaving charred, dark burn marks on the True World. Alandia summoned a scepter in her hand and placed a crown upon her head; the power of the True World struck with the scepter to construct a familiar skill, forming a majestic city to intercept the demon ahead.

Omnipotent Authority: Supreme Country, Jane Grey Morton’s highest-level defensive skill!

Gongsun Ce clenched his right fist and extended it behind him, mimicking the stance of an archer pulling a bowstring. At the moment the invisible "string" was drawn to full tension, a sudden mutation occurred; charred marks of destruction appeared behind him. This time, the expanse of these cracks was wide, countless charred lines crisscrossed, engraving irreversible cracks on the "world" as if it were china. The momentum of these cracks was terrifying, making one feel as though some malevolent demon was hiding within the invisible Demon Realm, pounding the "reality" wall furiously with its limbs.

The invisible demon truly breached into the reality!

Gongsun Ce punched forward with a roar; the marks of destruction collapsed into a charred Demon Realm. A scorched black arm pierced through the world, flames flowed like blood within its charred surface. Its movements were mysterious and profound like a celestial deity’s dance; with one punch, the gates were obliterated, city walls crumbled, and the "Supreme" authority was incinerated in an instant!

The supreme skill crumbled into scorched earth, revealing the side of the Dawn Knight’s face amidst the swirling flames. Gongsun Ce crossed the blaze, a nearly manic grin on his face. The distance between them was already at its limit; he triggered the demon’s brutal punch, aiming directly at the Dawn Knight’s head. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Suddenly, the fist stopped mid-air as Gongsun Ce’s left hand bounced out, tightly grasping his own wrist. He breathed heavily, attempting to hold back his offensive and retreat, yet the arm continued dancing in the flames. Gongsun Ce’s eyes were almost completely flooded with red: "Alandia...!"

"Calm down."

The Dawn Knight’s fingertips danced in the light, releasing three runes that transformed into pure white bracelets, forcing the demon’s arm back into the "cracks" within the Demon Realm. She sealed the world’s cracks with white matter and collected the burning flames of the True World with a water-blue shield.

After simple handling, the signs of destruction vanished entirely. Gongsun Ce collapsed onto the ground, gasping as though he were a puppet with its strings cut. Alandia knelt beside her lover, gently massaging his stiff hands with her delicate fingers.

"You did well," Alandia said, "You controlled yourself."

"I controlled nothing, I almost lost control." Gongsun Ce shivered with unease, "I even felt an urge to kill you... I dread to imagine what I might become in front of others."

"Every Manifestation Mage goes through this phase; you need to learn to adapt." Alandia reattached the pure white gloves to him, "First, control the power to proceed with further development."

Gongsun Ce sighed gloomily. With the white gloves on, his hands felt numb, like replacing them with useless prosthetics.

When Gongsun Ce first broke through manifestation, he was highly confident, believing that today he would no longer worry about side effects. However, it turned out that no matter how strong his actual combat power, he was essentially a Manifestation Mage. The inevitable torment of new breakthroughs was present, intensifying beyond measure.

Accompanying the achievements of confronting the Heavenly Demon was an inexplicable "urge to destroy." Initially, the situation seemed stable in the first few days, but abnormal signs gradually appeared from the third day onward. Within these two weeks, Gongsun Ce already smashed three televisions due to crime reports on the news; every time he heard others conversing, he felt a violent rage because the ordinary sounds were excruciatingly grating, like the buzzing of thousands of flies. Recently, Gongsun Ce even began harboring murderous intentions towards everyone around him, forcing him to request Alandia to create a pair of gloves to restrain his power, suppressing his emotions with equipment; otherwise, he couldn’t live normally.

"Have there been such precedents? Completely manifesting drives one mad, so only a small portion of power can be used?" Gongsun Ce sighed, "I only dare to release one arm, let alone construct any skills."

"More haste, less speed."

"I know, I just..." Gongsun Ce lifted his arms, smashing them onto the ground with force that should have caused him pain, but at that moment, they felt like lifeless bags, utterly devoid of feeling.