Hermes

"!"

Luther whipped around.

An old man stood a short distance behind him. His hair was thick despite being completely white, his face had few wrinkles, and his features were utterly ordinary.

Yet this unremarkable old man had appeared behind Luther without making a sound or giving him the slightest warning.

Luther's guard shot up. His Spirituality hadn't warned him at all, as though the old man before him didn't exist!

Directly affecting the subconscious... A High Sequence Beyonder of the Spectator Pathway? And he's clearly stronger than the King of the Black Throne... Could he be an Angel?!

Adam!

The name of the Creator of the City of Silver's eldest son flashed through his mind. He nearly blurted it out.

But he calmed down at once.

No.

A Sequence 1 has a far more terrifying presence.

Whether it was Ouroboros, the hooded woman, or even Suah the Abomination, each of their appearances had been overwhelming. Like a weight dropped into a fishing net, they drew the awe and attention of every living creature nearby.

Which means he's probably only Sequence 2.

But even Sequence 2 was Angel level, far beyond what a Demigod like him could withstand!

Whoosh!

The skin on Luther's arm began to burn. Antiya stepped in front of him, her asymmetrical black dress elegant and distinctive. Her beautiful wine-red eyes reflected the old man's calm face.

Though her Anchor was still unstable, she had appeared without hesitation to protect Luther.

Invisible rules spread around her, and her long hair flew wildly. She looked like a lioness guarding her cub. At the slightest sign of attack, she would strike back with everything she had!

The old man merely watched them, his gaze calm.

Whoosh!

Seizing the chance while the two Angels faced off, Luther moved again. He