Clang!
Boom!!!!!!
Amid the crisp ring of metal colliding and the thunderous roar of Divine Power striking Quasi-Divine Power, Gruumsh's fierce advance was forcibly driven back.
Soros had not been casually showing off his strength and skills when he unleashed instant spells and accelerated time just now.
He had done it to seize the initiative from his opponent and firmly maintain control.
That was crucial in a Divine War.
Especially against a war god like Gruumsh. Once allowed to establish his own rhythm and momentum, he could unleash one hundred and fifty, or even two hundred percent of his strength.
After all, this was his realm, and he could wield the power of the entire plane.
The Orc Homeland as a whole leaned toward Chaotic Evil. If all its power were roused, even Soros would find it somewhat troublesome to deal with.
Aside from a very small number of lunatics and freaks, no one was bored enough to think their opponent was too weak and deliberately make things harder for themselves.
"Your power has grown stronger again?!"
After their brief exchange, an expression of utter disbelief appeared on Gruumsh's face.
He remembered perfectly well that Soros had not been this terrifying when they fought last time.
His manipulation of time in particular, along with his ability to instantly cast multiple spells while multitasking, made it feel as though Gruumsh were facing two powerful enemies at once.
"Heh, isn't that only natural? Don't forget, I'm a Planeswalker. I'm always improving."
Soros curled the corner of his lips upward and deliberately put on an unfathomable expression.
Clearly, the most important reason for this change was that he had devoured Aman'Thul, the Titan World-Soul.
Although that Soulstone was still in its early stage and had not fully matured, it could already barely serve