That sounded very much like sophistry. After all, the Great Demon God was Chthon, and Chthon was the Great Demon God. But in truth, it really was not sophistry.
Although Chthon was the Great Demon God's avatar, the rules of the wager prevented them from having any actual connection. If Chthon wanted to control the Great Demon God's Followers, he first had to connect to the Great Demon God, who would then control those followers.
Chthon could not directly control the followers, because they were not Chthon's Followers. They were the Great Demon God's Followers.
Though this required a relay, it was not much of a problem given the connection between Chthon and the Great Demon God. Their exchanges of information took less than one ten-thousandth of a second—a mere instant, with virtually no delay.
But the current situation was different. That elder had played dead, and because he was not Chthon's follower, Chthon could not discover it through faith. As for the Great Demon God, how could he possibly keep watching a particular follower all the time? He was not that idle.
Even if the Great Demon God really was that idle, separated by an entire Universe, his senses would not be so sharp. In other words, Chthon could only notice this through his own consciousness and perception.
The problem was that the elder's ability to play dead was Divine Power. Chthon could not sense it. Thus, that elder successfully feigned death and gave Set a vicious blow.
Worse still, Set discovered that his wound could not heal. That was because Divine Power had been contained within the feigning elder's claws. The Divine Power clung to Set's wound, and unless it was expelled, his Healing Ability could not take effect.
"Fuck."
Set's expression turned utterly grim. Injured and besieged