Dionysius Spencer closed the light screen displaying Benjamin and lounged lazily in a chair made of pure energy, idly toying with a transparent forcefield sphere in his hand.
Within the sphere, a miniature figure roared soundlessly. It was none other than the God of Blades, whom he had captured alive.
Yet at this moment, the once lofty Holy God was like an insect trapped in amber, struggling futilely.
Dionysius Spencer's gaze pierced through the forcefield, directly reading the deepest fragments of the God of Blades' soul—ancient secrets buried beneath the dust of time, secrets that even the God of Blades himself might have forgotten, unfolded before him one by one.
After spending so many years, Dionysius Spencer had finally found what he wanted.
The scene reconstructed itself within his consciousness: countless years ago, the ruler of the Void Plane had fought the ruler of the Sacred Continent, who had crossed through a World Gate.
The battle between two Level 7 beings had darkened the skies and shaken the plane.
Just as the ruler of the Void Plane was about to be defeated and perish, the four "subordinate gods" who had followed the ruler of the Sacred Continent actually launched a despicable surprise attack upon their own master!
They had wanted to become the fisherman who profited from the clash between snipe and clam, yet they had greatly underestimated the terror of a world ruler. Even at the end of his strength, the Sacred Continent's ruler had casually counterattacked, instantly leaving all four gravely wounded and on the brink of death.
However, this sudden betrayal gave the ruler of the Void Plane a sliver of opportunity.
He seized that fleeting chance and detonated both his own and his opponent's origin cores. In the end, the two Level 7 beings perished together.