This… This was supposed to be impossible.
Rex stared at the gleaming red sheen in absolute surprise and horror.
Ever since the attack led by the Lunirich God of the Yule Moon, meddling with the mortals directly, the Lunirich Gods have been suffering from the repercussions. It was a reckless—and desperate attack, one that was solely aimed at killing Rex.
All who participated knew the risks.
It wasn't in the place of beings like them to directly meddle with mortals.
And now that it ended in an ultimate failure, they shouldn't be able to use their powers anymore.
Something about the rules of the world.
Gods descending to the realm to specifically kill a figure was unimaginably unfair, and the world would not allow any God to regularly do that. So, once Rex survived the attack, he should be in the clear for a few dozen years.
No chance the Lunirich Gods could meddle with him in the near future.
