Whether I Live or Die Doesn't Matter

"You know nothing about Gods." Saier lightly shook her index finger, not angered in the least.

"And how much do you know about me?" the Simulacrum retorted. "Arrogant as you are, you must think there was no need to understand mortals, right?"

"What else?" Saier spurred her horse forward and resumed the pursuit, clearly giving "Anse" no chance to catch his breath.

The Simulacrum swiftly widened the distance. He was now basically certain that Saier could not use divine spells, and her combat methods were rather limited.

Sacos deduced, "Every divine avatar is different. This method of using a divine artifact as a medium should have both advantages and disadvantages. Its concealment and survivability are extremely strong, but some abilities are restricted—"

"What if Bane chooses to descend personally?" Anse asked.

"That depends on how great a price He is willing to pay," Sacos replied. "Even without the restrictions of the Tablets of Fate, a greater deity cannot descend so easily. He would still be affected by the laws of the universe and the mechanics of divine power."

Anse watched the Simulacrum and Saier locked in combat, his expression stern. "If I show myself, can he really lock onto me?"

"Yes," Sacos affirmed. "But as long as you return to Horley Town, you should be able to block his pursuit."

For spellcasters, names, appearances, auras, mental signatures, and magical fluctuations were all anchors.

Anse could use a name to locate Emmanuel, so naturally others could do the same. It was merely that he possessed Mind Blank and the D20, leaving him unafraid of conventional spells.

But for Gods, meeting him in person, combined with information from other factors, might be enough to break through Mind Blank's protection.

Anse stroked his chin and completely abandoned the idea of showing himself. At