Delusion was now a third-level Apprentice, and possibly at the peak of Apprentice level. The Birdcage, although quite strong and having reached the second level of Apprentice, had virtually no chance of turning the tables when facing Delusion.
As Angel was making his verdict in his mind, the match had already started.
The Birdcage pulled out two colorful rods that resembled a clown’s props and with agile twirls of her hands, a burst of radiant colors erupted.
The resplendent display drew cheers from the audience.
The Birdcage enjoyed the attention of the crowd, her figure swiftly moving across the platform like lightning, while the mesmerizing glow was cast towards Delusion.
Angel was somewhat surprised to see this. Because of the countdown, the players in the arena would all time their moves, constructing spell models in advance in the Mind Space so that when the match officially began, one could generally expect to see “instant cast” spells from both sides.
And the first spell model chosen was necessarily the player’s most skillful one.
Angel’s surprise lay in the fact that the Birdcage’s first spell was an Illusion Technique.
That dazzling radiance was actually a modification of a Basic Illusion Technique. By using an Illusion Technique while also launching a melee attack, this aligned with the characteristics of an Illusion Series Apprentice: weak offensive capabilities at the early stage, striking from afar but engaging closely.
If it were someone unfamiliar with Illusion Techniques, they would likely be disoriented by the dazzling glow, but the Birdcage was facing a top-notch Apprentice.
Delusion, unaffected by the Illusion Technique, was as immovable as a mountain, and to outsiders, it seemed he had been confused by the Birdcage’s magic.
A burst of cheers exploded from the spectator’s stand, as if victory was already in sight.
The Birdcage didn’t notice anything amiss, her figure still approaching Delusion.
However, when the Birdcage was less than ten meters away from Delusion, he suddenly lifted his head, the black aura on his face slightly faded, revealing his indifferent eyes of deathly stillness.
The moment the Birdcage saw those eyes, she immediately felt that something was off.
She swiftly executed a brake.
At the same time, the colorful rods spun like pinwheels, forming a rainbow-like defensive barrier in front of her.
But her actions were still in vain.
At that moment, Delusion moved, and to everyone’s eyes, it looked as if he had teleported, vanishing from his original spot. A second later, Delusion had already appeared ten meters behind the Birdcage.
Without looking back, Delusion walked toward the edge of the platform, and behind him, the Birdcage, with a hiss, was bisected at the waist, her body split into two halves!
The difference in strength was clear!
The victor was decided!
The referee was also stunned, and it wasn’t until after Delusion left the stage that he loudly declared Delusion the winner; meanwhile, several medical staff rushed to the platform to save the Birdcage.
The spectator stands fell silent.
No one had expected such an outcome.
Just a second ago they were cheering for their goddess, but the next second the fight was over, leaving them unable to adjust their emotions for a moment.
It wasn’t until Delusion had left the platform and disappeared down the contestant’s passage that an uproar broke out in the stands.
While the crowd was in a complex mood, Angel looked towards Lyon.
With Delusion’s strength far surpassing that of the first floor, Angel worried that seeing such a peer might have some adverse effects on Lyon.
But to Angel’s relief, Lyon’s eyes were glowing. He was not intimidated by having glimpsed a higher level of combat; on the contrary, he seemed greatly inspired.
This allowed Angel to breathe a sigh of relief.