What Brannigan feared most became reality at this moment.
That "Deceiver of Gods" he envied not only possessed two Subordinate Gods and unknown, powerful authorities, but truly possessed the divinity of "soul" as well.
When he heard the name of that divine spell and felt that dim, ghostly light fall upon him.
The pain once experienced by the magician "Neil Stinson," who had been a Federation superstar alongside Tang Qi, descended upon this avatar of his.
The difference was that he had the power to resist.
"Ah!"
Amid his wails, Brannigan's body exploded. A thin, pitch-black Divine Substance erupted from the void, as though it could imitate and transform into anything, carrying an aura of plunder. In an instant, it filled the entire Narrative Domain.
The substance underwent countless transformations, becoming rats, moths, worms, long snakes... and many bizarre species. Some simply faded away and vanished from where they stood.
He wanted to escape. It was his final struggle.
But in the next second, the scene froze.
"Forced Narrative Domain has suffered damage... authority assessment in progress... Forced Narrative continues!"
"Ahhh!"
Once again, Brannigan's projection was forced to manifest.
The divinities of deception, theft, and concealment that he possessed were not weak.
But when faced with Forced Narrative and fantasy, he truly had no room to struggle. He knew that as well, which was why what he truly wanted was to self-destruct.
Yet the Soul Splitting Curse had taken even that right from him.
Whenever he had that thought, it was erased by some imposed setting, making his suffering ever more intense.
The black Divine Substance he had become bore some resemblance to the Origin Black Mud from before, but the difference between them was immense.
Especially since Brannigan's true body was not here. This was only one quarter of