More Blades!

Give the other side the choice and let them make the decision that best served their own interests.

But Death and Annihilation, trapped in shock and fear, did not know that the Emperor was also feeling rather... emotional at that moment.

He would swear that Lowett had read his expression and known what he intended to do.

So creating a soul vessel for Eternity had been completely unnecessary!

Although it had succeeded in a miraculous fashion, proving that his skill with souls had reached the pinnacle, there had been ulterior motives behind it.

Thinking carefully, he had been the one who entered Eternity's manifested body. If he had been trapped within that soul core, who could say Lowett would not have acted against him?

After all, since he had been unwilling to expose himself, his power at the time had been inferior to Lowett's!

Lowett could have absorbed the power of this avatar, then taken the Mistress's Abyss Power to claim credit. Given that person's temperament, they certainly would not care how convoluted the process had been. He would have had no shortage of trouble afterward...

"None of them are easy to deal with!"

Thinking of this, the Emperor revealed a self-mocking smile. "But that is how the Mage Clan should be."

[Critical Boundary: Dark Soul, Mourning Rain!]

If those scattered ink stains had previously been nothing more than droplets from a showerhead, then as Lowett grew familiar with their force and fully transformed them into Spell Marks for release, the droplets of black liquid became a torrential storm that battered the universe.

Even the Cosmic Pedestal, which had remained firmly intact through the collision of two complete Sovereigns, now resembled pigskin splashed with strong acid, its surface rippling with scorched marks. The terrifying Sea of the Dead showed no