A Stalemate, The Clash of Man and God

Above the ruins, Lin Zhiluo and Saraf faced each other from afar.

That swift and simple exchange just now had actually been a probing clash between the two.

Lin Zhiluo needed to know the extent of Saraf's combat abilities.

Saraf, meanwhile, needed to gauge Lin Zhiluo's basic attributes and roughly assess his capabilities.

Although the result seemed evenly matched, both had continuously elevated the other's standing in their hearts.

A god was a god, after all.

The godhead attribute within a divine name was, in a sense, a Mythical Grade ability.

Of course, this ability still needed to be continuously upgraded through the godhead.

Only after reaching a certain level of advancement could it truly be called a mythical ability.

But Saraf himself could be said to possess every advantage of time and place.

His Legend Grade talent [Body of Light] and Epic Grade [Six-pointed Wings] were both related to light.

The equipment and abilities he had carefully selected were all compatible with light as well.

With such perfect compatibility, the power of his Twilight Godhead had been elevated from a level still far from Mythical Grade.

That was also why he had been able to manipulate light with such rapid reactions to target Lin Zhiluo, forcing him to use [Star Gate].

Compared to Lin Zhiluo's assessment, Saraf was far more shocked at this moment!

What the hell?

This Black-robed Man human before him had actually fought him evenly without possessing a divine name.

If Saraf had not personally endured the Mark's explosion damage just now, he would have suspected that he had fallen under some kind of illusion.

A monster? A freak? A prodigy?

No matter what ability the other party had used, Saraf had only one thought now—use every ability he had to kill this Black-robed Man human.