"Ahahaha! Authorities, new Authorities—they're mine, all mine!"
Jiaren's eyes were bloodshot and his face deathly pale. Standing on the ground, he threw back his head and laughed, having absorbed the Authority of another Disobedient God.
His heart swelled even further.
Qingchuan, who had already emerged from the military formation and stood nearby, said regretfully to Ieyasu beside him.
"He's been drained dry..."
"Yeah, I can barely stand to look. It's too tragic..."
"Shut up! Don't spout such nonsense! Say another word and I'll sever ties with you!"
As Ieyasu spoke from the heart, Qingchuan's expression abruptly changed. He shot him a glare, making Inoue Ieyasu immediately shudder.
Good heavens, what the hell did I just say?!
Ah, as expected of Lord Qingchuan. I truly could not compare to him in this field...
"Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough! Ah, I got a little too excited."
On the other side, Jiaren, who had been laughing wildly without pause, suddenly seemed to choke and broke into a violent coughing fit.
Toward the end, in order to prevent the world from being distorted beyond repair, Xu Yue had greatly reduced the range of distortion each time. After being scoured so many times, Jiaren's soul had already begun to show signs of falling apart.
After that violent fit of coughing, he discovered a great deal of blood on his hands, while his mouth was filled with the rusty taste of iron.
What was going on?
I had clearly just gained a new Authority and grown stronger again. Why was this happening?
That left him feeling somewhat panicked.
Could it be that one could not possess too many Authorities?
That dead Marquis had more than a dozen of them. I only had about as many as he did now, didn't I?!
"Enough. I can't be greedy