Spider Silk?
A brief look of astonishment appeared on Malm Dunite's face, but in the next second, it turned to terror.
Spider Silk merged into his spirit body in an instant. Then, as if growing and spreading from within him, endless threads emerged from his skin and began wrapping around his entire body. The Former Pope, now reduced to a spirit form, let out a furious, frightened roar and immediately tried to summon Divine Power to free himself. Yet his desperate efforts received no response—some force had severed the connection between him and the god!
This was the fact that terrified Malm Dunite most, even more than the strange runes Philip had displayed or the eerie Spider Silk that had suddenly appeared—how could anything block his connection to the god? How could anything intercept the power of the supreme God of War?! His connection to the god had never been more stable than it was now. How could it be cut off so easily?!
Amid his fury and shock, he shouted in a hoarse, chaotic voice, "What did you do?! My connection to my lord is the closest possible. How could it..."
His roar stopped abruptly halfway through. The threads that had invaded his spirit body had completely taken over his ability to move, and the figure of a white-haired girl emerged in his gradually freezing vision.
The white-haired girl came before Malm Dunite, her expression very serious. "Because you're closer to me now."
Unfortunately, Malm Dunite could no longer hear the answer.
Only then did Philip truly let out a sigh of relief. He soothed his pounding heart while exhaling deeply, then looked at the soldiers and civilian staff around him, all of whom were tensely watching the situation and ready to offer aid at any moment. Everyone had