As Li Wei turned the great wheel of the Primordial World Tree in which Strodder's Gate was rooted, Garvin, Huozi, and Zariel were instantly plunged into an unprecedented bitter struggle.
The undead king seemed to have suddenly grown wildly excited, charging desperately toward the valley where Li Wei was.
"Stop him!!!"
Zariel, who had just been sent flying by a single slap from Orcus, forced her near-collapsing body upright and pulled herself from the crater in the glacier. Seeing that it was already too late to stop him, she could only raise her head and shout to her two comrades.
Huozi, left with only one arm, could no longer regenerate. Gritting his teeth, he lunged at Orcus like a lead wolf staking everything on one desperate strike. His claw pierced the other's chest and abdomen, clutching the undead king's spine as his wolf jaws clamped tightly around his neck.
But the enraged Orcus seized his skull and smashed his entire body into the ground. Seeing that he still refused to let go, he immediately raised a leg and stomped savagely into the pit again and again. With every thunderous impact, the earth trembled.
Garvin's psychic energy and Divine Power had long been on the verge of depletion. Seeing Huozi about to give out, he drew a deep breath. For the first time, with the comparatively frail body of a Spellcaster, he stood before this king who likewise commanded the origin of death. Then he raised his staff, attempting to drag the other's consciousness and his own soul into a psychic illusion together.
As a 'God of Death' who had risen only sixty short years ago, his understanding of death and his use of its laws were still far too inferior compared to this demon lord, who had existed for who