Promotion

"Sivinardo..."

Within the Phantom Spirit World, Sulu sat atop a golden carriage, silently watching the scene unfold.

"Words of Arrogance? Abyss Psalm—Frenzy?"

The combination of these two powers made destroying a city a trivial matter.

Moreover, Sivinardo did not seek destruction, but a city consumed by madness, slaughter, and chaos. It was a delicious lure, and together with the Chris Empire's ritual, it held a powerful attraction for that Ancient Evil Thing.

"As expected... it's never a good thing when gods walk among mortals. They can bring about enormous calamities at any moment..."

Sulu watched in silence.

He might be able to stop Sivinardo once, but he could not stop him countless times.

What was more, the other side might represent the will of the abyssal demons, and Lady Radiance could not possibly have failed to notice this place.

—This was a battlefield at the Dominator level!

"Even the Chris Empire's six gods have withdrawn. They haven't even sent avatars..."

Sulu calmly watched everything unfold.

After his true body advanced, the level of his God's Avatars rose, and their numbers increased accordingly.

Even if this avatar perished here, a replacement would soon take its place.

His gaze swept past the city, where humans slaughtered one another and which had descended into partial ruin. He saw Sean undergoing his advancement, as well as the gathering point of the cultists in the outskirts.

Inside the farm.

Led personally by the middle-aged wealthy merchant spy, the Evil God's followers began a new ritual.

"My Lord... great Ancient Evil Eye... Mox Indoro..."

This was the Ancient Evil Thing's "true name." Without the Chris Empire's support, these people could never have learned it.

And now, whenever they chanted this name, the Evil God's followers felt as though they were connecting to some great existence.