In Aaron's eyes, the War Sovereign was a golden little giant twice his height, clad in ancient armor.
He even felt that the other party seemed somewhat weak.
After all, He had only just returned from resurrection.
[War Sovereign (Saint Form)] [Race: ???] [Attributes: Strength 46, Dexterity 35, Constitution 40, Intelligence 33, Wisdom 39, Charisma 30] [Classes: Level 15 Fighter / Level 15 Barbarian / Level 5 (+15 Divine Rank) Lord of War] [Divinity: 150 (Intermediate Divine Power)] [Divine Power: 150] [Divine Rank: 15] [Portfolios: War, Soldiers, Strategy...] [Domain: War] [Divine Abilities: Teleport Without Error, Change Shape, Hand of War...]
The War Sovereign was very weak.
His Divine Rank was only 15, and He had temporarily fallen to [Intermediate Divine Power].
Of course, given a little time, He would surely have no trouble rising back to [Greater Divine Power].
"[Lesser Divine Power]?"
The Lord of War glanced at Aaron and immediately saw through his true nature. A faint sneer appeared on His face. "Such a weak god... forget it. You resurrected Me, so you shall receive a reward worthy of you... Now, let us hurry and leave this damned place!"
He had once possessed [Greater Divine Power]. He believed that He could temporarily open a passage from the Underworld to the Material Plane!
After all, one of His divine abilities was—Teleport Without Error!
"But... mighty Lord of War..."
Aaron's voice was sincere. "Your followers sacrificed themselves to resurrect You... because they wanted You to save those adventurers, resurrect the Goddess of the Weave, and bring hope to the Material Plane!"
How could such a powerful Lord of War simply run away after being resurrected?
"What do you know? Those adventurers are already doomed..."
The War Sovereign merely swept His gaze over Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's divine kingdom before reaching