Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills-Chapter 85: A Battle of Wit and Authority

Just as one of the corpse puppets reached out to grab her, Leila's eyes suddenly went blank, like a light switch flipping off.

In that instant, a whisper tickled her ears.

Not a voice... and not a sound.

Just a feeling.

A silent command from fate itself:

Move. Now.

Without thinking, her body shifted to the side on pure instinct.

A clawed hand missed her face by mere inches.

The corpse crashed to the ground beside her, and Leila's eyes snapped back into focus.

Her heart pounded, but she didn't hesitate.

She raised her staff and channeled a surge of mana into it.

Boom!

A deafening explosion rocked the catacombs as she blasted the ground beneath the incoming corpses, forcing several of them to stumble or collapse.

Cael didn't wait either.

As soon as the opening appeared, he grabbed Leila's wrist and activated his teleportation ability.

Flames flared beneath their feet as the magic kicked in.

But just as they should have blinked out of the space—

They didn't move...

Nothing changed!

They were still standing in the same exact spot!

Cael's eyes widened in confusion.

Across from them, the strange woman stood quietly, her silver and crimson eyes watching with mild amusement.

A smile curled on her lips.

"Using a teleportation ability right in front of me?"

She said, tilting her head.

"How quaint."

Cael's jaw clenched as realization hit.

'Corpse puppet and being able to cancel out my teleportation ability…'

He gritted his teeth.

'Just like that guy said. My abilities are useless against someone with the Authority of Omnipresence.'

His eyes narrowed as he glanced toward Leila.

"Buy me time."

He said quickly.

"Just ten seconds."

Leila met his gaze.

He wasn't always pleasant to work with...

Sarcastic, smug, and a little too proud.

But when it came towards situations such as this, he was quite the trustable teammate.

She nodded without hesitation.

Celestia, still wearing that eerie smile, raised her hand.

Her puppets surged forward like a tide of crawling bodies.

Leila didn't wait to fight them directly.

Instead, she dug into her pocket and pulled out a small, metallic keychain.

It looked ordinary... but it wasn't!

It was a shielding item, bought from the system store for emergencies like this.

She poured mana into it.

The trinket glowed, then—

Boom!

The keychain burst with light, and in the next instant, a wide, bluish dome of energy expanded around them.

A shield.

Strong, reinforced, and just big enough to protect both her and Cael.

The first wave of corpse puppets slammed into the barrier.

Thud. Thud. THUD.

Their hands clawed and scratched at it, teeth gnashing, bodies piling up, but no matter how hard they attacked, the barrier held strong.

For now.

Celestia didn't move.

She simply stood in place, eyes calmly watching the shield.

She didn't look worried.

Of course not.

A shield this powerful was bound to have a short duration.

Already, cracks were forming.

Tiny flickers of energy danced across the surface as the barrier began to weaken.

Leila grit her teeth, gripping her staff tighter.

She couldn't let herself get distracted.

On the other side of the barrier, Cael's body was surrounded by fire.

He stood still, one hand raised as he chanted under his breath, eyes closed in full concentration.

Time ticked down.

Celestia tilted her head slightly. Her voice was soft.

"Three seconds left."

The shield started to flicker violently.

"Two."

She raised her hand to direct the next wave.

"One."

Just as the barrier was about to shatter—

FWOOOSH!

A massive burst of flames erupted from Cael's feet, roaring upward like a pillar of fire.

The force of it knocked several of the nearest puppets backward.

The heat rolled through the chamber like a shockwave.

From within the fire, a silhouette began to take shape.

Leila shielded her eyes as a figure stepped forward through the swirling flames.

A man.

He emerged with calm steps, the fire parting around him like obedient servants.

His dark blue hair was neatly combed, and he wore a tailored black coat over a high-collared shirt and vest.

His pants were sharp, his shoes polished.

Everything about him screamed discipline, elegance, and power.

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His face was striking.

Not the rugged type, but refined... sharp jawline, intense dark eyes, and the kind of quiet presence that drew attention without effort.

Celestia's eyes widened in shock.

Her voice came out barely above a whisper.

"...Elaric."

The man looked up.

A soft smile played on his lips as he met her eyes.

"What a shame."

Elaric said, his voice smooth, almost regretful.

"For a moment, I actually thought this was your true body."

Celestia's smile faded.

She didn't respond with words.

Instead, she raised one hand and brought it down with a sharp gesture.

From hundreds of meters away, a massive boulder made out of tangled, petrified bones... shimmered into view and vanished!

A second later, it teleported above them, blotting out the light as it plummeted toward Elaric like a judgment from the heavens!

Leila and Cael gasped, stepping back instinctively, unsure of how to dodge such a massive boulder in this tight spaced catacombs!

Elaric didn't flinch.

He tilted his head up and spoke evenly, as if delivering a lecture.

"The gravitational pull of this structure has already been reversed and reoriented through its calcic density matrix."

"Bone, after all, is mostly composed of hydroxyapatite.... a crystalline form of calcium phosphate. Manipulating the lattice alignment allows me to adjust its mass distribution, which in turn modifies its gravitational influence."

He snapped his fingers.

FWUMP.

The boulder twisted in midair with a groan of stressed bone and momentum.

Its trajectory bent unnaturally, then veered sharply to the side...

It slammed into the stone ground dozens of meters away in a deafening crash.

Dust erupted. Cracks spidered out across the walls.

Elaric casually dusted imaginary ash from his shoulder.

Then his gaze shifted back to Celestia.

"You could have teleported that boulder a meter right above us, but instead you teleported it at a distance where we could still avoid it. I'll take this as a sign that you don't have much control over your authority as of yet."

He said as he walked slowly towards Celestia.

Celestia didn't respond as she clapped her hands and used the authority of omnipresence once again.

Elaric paused as he found himself unable to walk any further.

Celestia had removed their ability to walk through her authority!

Elaric didn't even blink.

He glanced toward Celestia again, his expression unreadable.

"Hm. The thing is..."

He began, his voice calm and measured.

"What separates S-tier users isn't just raw power. It's alignment. Alignment between authority and intention."

He took a step forward, unhurried, his hands still casually at his sides.

"You are weak, Celestia."

He continued.

"Not because your authority is flawed... but because you are."

"You were given Omnipresence. An authority rooted in movement, multiplicity, and perception. But your goal isn't to exist everywhere, is it?"

He tilted his head, eyes glinting.

"Your goal is to control everything."

His voice dropped slightly, a knowing edge in it.

"That's why your grasp of your authority is unstable. You're treating it like a leash instead of a path."

Celestia didn't respond.

She didn't change her stance nor did she alter her attack pattern.

She simply stared at him, motionless, the corpses around her still waiting for her command.

Because she couldn't acknowledge his words.

If she so much as hesitated in her current methods... if she changed her approach

Then it would validate Elaric's observation!

And with his authority of Omniscience, the moment a theory was confirmed, it became reality in his mind.

His understanding would evolve, and so would his control over it.

Silence...

But even silence had meaning.

"Pfft."

Elaric held back a little laugh.

"Even without a reply, I've already learned a lot."

He smiled again.

"You're logical. Cool-headed. Calculating. The kind of person who stays quiet when silence is safer than lies. Rational."

Snap.

He flicked his fingers.

A barely perceptible ripple flowed outward.

Celestia's mind lurched.

Her thoughts, normally pristine and layered with foresight, suddenly fogged.

Her judgment which was normally rational suddenly twisted.

Why was he still standing? Why hadn't he attacked?

Why was she still listening to this man?

Why wasn't she doing anything?!

Without realizing it, she clenched her jaw and commanded the puppets to lunge forward.

Then... snap!

Clarity returned!

Her eyes widened in frustration.

Elaric had twisted her rationality itself!

He transmuted her composure into impulsive irritation!