God of Tricksters

While the two Theo fought, the third Theo was facing his own grandfather, the Magic Saint. This might be the first time he confronted his grandfather directly.

He looked at his grandfather with a grim expression as if he wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

"To think there will be a day where I have to fight my own grandson. You should have just been grateful to be a part of the Griffith Family."

Theo only smiled when he heard those words coming from his own grandfather. "What? Are you going to tell me the blood is thicker than water bullshit? I'm Theodore Griffith, not anybody's slave. Your ambition is the only thing that destroys the Griffith Family."

"Ambition? It's not an ambition. It's the will of the ancestor. You don't understand what it means to have an ancestor."

"Of course. After all, you are the one preventing me from understanding what it means to have parents. How can I even bother with the generations above my parents when I can't even love my parents." Theo shook his head helplessly. "And today, I shall end everything."

"Shitty brat."

Theo looked at his grandfather's status for the first time. As one would expect from the Magic Saint, he truly had all the abilities needed to be one of the strongest people in the world.

Name: Mason Griffith

Status: Mythical

Level: 925

EXP: 31,555,100/76,100,000

Blessing: Heka

'Heka. Egyptian's God of Magic. Looking at his skills, it seems that his power is related to the Magic Power itself instead of any other magic, considering he is also someone without an affinity.

'Still, it's said that he is the person with the greatest control over Magic Power. Even the Wind Emperor has to be satisfied with the second position despite his overwhelming power.'

Theo narrowed his eyes. This might be the first time he fought someone who focused solely on control. He couldn't help but wonder how he used his ability.

'Nonetheless, there is only one thing to do. I'm going to defeat him and learn what it means to have peak Control so that my illusion becomes even more perfect.' Theo took a deep breath.

His expression turned cold and his spear had turned into a sword.

Theo pulled his sword back while aiming for his grandfather, Mason Griffith, neck.

The latter also felt the threat from Theo's stance and immediately flew forward. His control allowed him to lift his body in the air and move around like Telekinesis despite not having one.

However, there was no way he could stop this slash.

Even when Mason was still far away from him, Theo waved his sword. If it was a normal monster, they would find themselves being chopped by the illusion. And Theo only had to use his Reality Authority to make it real. Even if they could destroy the illusion, the longer they took, the more damage their body received. So, Mason had to move fast.

To his surprise, Mason actually surpassed his imagination. Mason actually slammed his hand down as if he was trying to hit something.

And in that instant, the illusion broke down before it could take effect.

"!!!" Theo widened his eyes, thinking, 'It's true that to apply my illusion, I have to use my Magic Power and send it toward him. But the Magic Power to activate it is so thin that unless someone has the Awareness like that of the Pope, they wouldn't be able to see it coming.

'Don't tell me, his Awareness is that good? Or is it…' Theo fell silent and realized it was the latter. The Magic Saint seemed to be able to see the Magic Power and the disruption around him.

Just like how the Heavenly Sovereign was able to see the primordial energy or what Theo thought to be Origin, the Magic Saint was able to see through the essence of the Magic Power itself, allowing him to smash the incoming attack.

While Theo observed him, the Magic Saint had reached his position. A huge amount of Magic Power gathered on his fist, ready to strike Theo down.

But before he struck him, the Magic Saint said, "Both of you are monsters… to even have the time to observe me in a battle like this."

If Theo wanted to dodge it, he could easily avoid it. But because he focused on observing him, he reacted a bit too late.

The only thing he could do was twist his upper body while raising his sword, blocking the fist so that his body didn't receive a direct hit.

"…" Theo's eyes remained on the Magic Saint as if he wasn't disturbed by him. After all, there was something more incredible he managed to learn from his grandfather.

The Magic Power surrounding his fist actually had three layers. The first layer became the outer shell that contained the Magic Power inside. The second layer contained the Magic Power that spun like crazy.

When it exploded, it sent forth a violent gale that could easily cut someone into pieces. Even though the Magic Saint didn't use a weapon, his Magic Power could imitate all kinds of wounds.

And the last layer contained a powerful Magic Power that blasted everything forward. This way, Theo would be blown away while being surrounded by the violent Magic Power that would cut him until he reached the ground. If he wasn't careful, he might die with just a simple attack.

The Magic Saint used this power to strike Theo from above.

Even Theo's Telekinesis couldn't stop the momentum and Theo ended up crashing to the ground.

*Bam!*

The Magic Saint wondered if he had dealt any damage to him. He thought he got him, but Theo wasn't that simple, so he had to wait until the dust settled down.

But to his surprise, Theo was actually standing there with a smile on his face. His body was covered with snake skin that managed to stop all the cuts from Magic Power.

"Hahaha… To think Control can reach that level… Three layers of Magic Power, huh…" Theo looked at his grandfather with a smirk as if he planned to use the same attack to take down his own grandfather.