King of Reincarnation looked at Arora, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes. It was contempt for a lower form of life, as well as mockery of Arora for daring to challenge his authority.
He slowly spoke, his voice seeming to come from beyond the heavens, carrying unquestionable majesty. "How can mortals like you contend against a True God like me? I, a True God, wield the deepest secrets and powers of the universe. That is a realm you mortals can never reach, one you can only look up to with awe and reverence."
Hearing this, the fury in Arora's heart was ignited once more. It was the desire to strike back after being deeply wounded. She gritted her teeth, clenched her hands into fists, and struggled to rise with every ounce of strength in her body.
Though her body swayed as if she might collapse at any moment, the determination in her eyes never changed. She charged at King of Reincarnation again, as though she intended to use her flesh and blood to challenge that impassable gulf.
Yet King of Reincarnation merely gave his staff a light wave. A golden flash tore across the sky like lightning and struck Arora in an instant. It was the power of a True God, enough to render any mortal unconscious at once.
Arora's body stiffened in midair for an instant, as if held in place by an invisible force. Then she fell limply, like a withered autumn leaf, lightly touching the ground as all consciousness fled from her.
The air around them seemed to freeze, and even time appeared to halt. Only King of Reincarnation's cold and complicated gaze remained. He believed everything had settled into dust, that all resistance had turned to nothingness.
His plan had finally entered its final