Chapter 1175 His True Identity

"The Heavenly Incredible Mace is very powerful. It can reverse space, and hence, allows me to enter
the forbidden area of the Butterfly Divine Clan. However, the forbidden spell is strong too. It has already
begun to repel my power, so..." Saying so, Patriarch Townsend raised his Heavenly Incredible Mace. A
surge of strong spiritual power emerged from the maze which turned into a beam of light. It headed
straight for the Nether Butterfly Queen who had been in a deep sleep for more than 500 years.

The light hit the Nether Butterfly Queen and spread rapidly throughout its body. The Butterfly Queen let
out a sharp roar, as it went completely out of control. A vortex appeared in the abdomen of the Nether
Butterfly Queen, and it opened up like an entrance.

"I'm going in. Take care of the rest here. It looks like you have three new guests to entertain..."
Patriarch Townsend turned his sharp gaze to where Rocky and the two women were hiding. Without
another word, he turned around and disappeared into the Magic Spiritual Space.

There was no point in staying hidden anymore. Rocky and the two women showed themselves to the
enemies.

The elder in purple ordered as soon as he saw them, "Kill them!" He then headed for the vortex that
had been opened in the abdomen of the Nether Butterfly Queen.

"Basil, we'll handle them!" Isis nodded at Rocky.

He nodded curtly and rushed towards the vortex while the two women fought to make way for him.

Three peerless spirit manipulators at the Divine Stage rushed towards them, but Rocky suddenly
disappeared from where he stood.

They were stunned for a moment, but immediately came back to their senses and looked towards the
Nether Butterfly Queen. A figure silently appeared in front of the vortex with a beast shrouded in clouds



and colorful lights.

Two more aggressive spirit-manipulated beasts appeared out of the figure's Magical Spiritual Space.

The peerless spirit manipulators were shaken when they saw that Rocky had summoned three spirit-
manipulated beasts together.

"Protect Isis and Lucilla!" Rocky yelled to Uriah and the other two spirit-manipulated beasts as he
quickly entered the vortex.

Isis and Lucilla were already fighting the spirit manipulators, and Uriah and the other two spirit-
manipulated beasts joined the fight to protect the women.

On the other side of the vortex, Rocky stood shocked by the scene in front of him. Everything inside
was a wreck. The setting sun turned the clouds into a vibrant shade of cherry red. It seemed like he
had entered a different world. Under the light of the setting sun, a figure appeared from the horizon of
the desert and slowly walked towards Rocky.

He squinted his eyes to see who it was, and in the blink of an eye, the figure rushed towards him.
Rocky froze when he saw the face of the man. It was like looking into a mirror. He looked exactly like
Rocky, except that the man's eyes were cold and evil, and a dark aura surrounded him.

"Who are you?" Rocky asked the man in front of him.

"I am Basil," the man replied.

"Basil?" Rocky's eyes narrowed.

"Yes, the real Basil hidden in your body!" the man growled with an evil look.



"Are you...really Basil? Or is this just an illusion?" Rocky looked around. From the beginning,
everything in front of him had felt unreal, as if someone had deliberately put up this illusion to confuse
him. Now, after seeing this fake Basil, Rocky was sure that everything in this world was an illusion.

"You will get your answer soon." A sinister smile appeared on the fake Basil's face, and he suddenly
disappeared from where he stood.

"Wow. He's fast!" The fake Basil had already appeared in front of him once again. The Moon Blade
from the Frozen Wind Dagger instantly enveloped Rocky.

But he could not completely evade the attack, and was inevitably hurt by the sudden attack. He sensed
a strong pain go through his body, as if he had really been hit.

Rocky was confused. He was absolutely sure that what he was seeing was an illusion, so he figured
that fake Basil's attack wouldn't do any harm. He was wrong. The attacks were so powerful that even
Rocky had a difficult time resisting.

The fake Basil continued to launch his crazy attacks as he shouted, "Give my body back! Give it back
to me!"

The fake Basil was as strong as Rocky and had all his skills, including the spiritual martial arts. So, no
matter how hard Rocky fought back, he was still stuck in a stalemate.

The two were engaged in a desperate battle in the desert. They both gave it their all, as if the loser
would have to give up everything he had.

The sun had gone down a long time back and was up again.

Rocky felt exhaustion take over his body, and his spiritual power was almost out. The fake Basil looked
tired as well, but he still had a strong fighting spirit, as if he was ready to fight to the death.



Rocky, who was completely placed in a passive battle, had no choice but to continue to fight against
the fake Basil.

The two of them started panting and sweating, but they still continued their battle.

"What on earth do you want from me?" Rocky shouted angrily.

"Return my body back to me!" the fake Basil repeated.

"It's useless giving it back to you. You are just a coward! If you hadn't been running away from your life,
my soul wouldn't have entered your body and replaced you. I don't feel sorry for you at all!" Rocky
yelled back resolutely.

"You are nothing but a thief. You lied to everyone," the fake Basil sneered.

"So what? It doesn't matter to them whether I'm Basil or Rocky. What matters is what I've done for all of
them..." Rocky said angrily. He had never once thought that he had done anything wrong, and he never
wanted to play Basil's role either. On the contrary, he had changed everyone's opinion of Basil, turning
the loser prince to Prince Crimson who was respected by the people of the Holy Dragon Empire.

"Would you dare to tell them your true identity? Tell them that you are not Basil, but a liar who stole his
body..." the fake Basil challenged with a sinister look.

Rocky was silent for a moment.

"You can't, can you? You have no excuse. After all, you are still afraid of losing everything that doesn't
even belong to you in the first place. You should have died a long time ago!" the fake Basil laughed, his
eyes filled with wickedness.


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