From beginning to end, the old man in white robes, the Fate Chief Sovereign, faced Uterde with a smile. He hadn't even made a move. Countless streaks of black light wrapped around him, binding him tightly.
"Heh." The Fate Chief Sovereign smiled faintly and flipped his right hand.
It was strange. Although black light coiled around his entire body, the motion of his right hand seemed utterly ordinary. As he turned his palm, its surface took on an eerie golden sheen. He struck the black spearhead with the side of his palm, and a low thud rang out.
Hodan felt dizzy. After all, he was only a Paragon. If Augusta hadn't been protecting him, even the shockwaves from their battle would have reduced him to dust.
Only now did Hodan truly understand the gap between himself and the Chief Sovereigns. He couldn't even withstand the shockwaves from their battle. But he wasn't discouraged. He knew he could grow stronger, while the Chief Sovereigns had nearly reached their limits after refining Sovereign Sparks.
There were only a handful of ways to become stronger. Otherwise, Augusta would never have agreed to his proposal.
Whoosh! The Supreme Artifact was knocked back.
"Terrifying." Hodan trembled at the Destruction Sovereign's attack, and even more at how effortlessly the Fate Chief Sovereign had stopped it.
"Catching a Supreme Artifact with his bare hand?" Hodan knew Oufu had two more levels of Willpower than the Destruction Sovereign, and that his body was at the level of a Sovereign Artifact, but he was still stunned by Oufu's power.
Just the aura radiating from a Supreme Artifact could tear space apart—let alone when the Destruction Sovereign wielded one to attack. Hodan yearned for Oufu's strength. He wondered when he would be able to face any challenge without fear.
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