And at this moment, He made the same mistake once more.
The opponent was merely a youth who didn't even possess the power of the 4-Ring, and the mistake He made this time was even greater.
In the ecstasy of the breaking seal, He poured into this body all that remained of His Divinity and Authority.
In the midst of rising, immense fear.
One after another, ancient magic words were spoken.
Dull yellow light surged, transforming into barrier after barrier of Abyssal Divine Power, blocking the path of the Twilight Incarnation.
But it was useless.
In that instant, the Blood Demon into which Shiayar had transformed devoured more than seventy percent of the surrounding Abyssal power.
The Abyssal power sealed beneath the ground was indeed endless, but its replenishment required time.
The remaining thirty percent, even if fully mobilized, how could it compete against seventy percent? This was especially true when it was enhanced by Blood Incineration.
BOOM—
BOOM—
