By Aaron's ear, he seemed to hear the Lord of Corpse Collection's curse, brimming with pain and venom.
Mm, with the Sword in the Stone's destructive power, severely wounding and killing an Ascender's true body was already the limit.
This time, having his avatar slain would at most leave the Lord of Corpse Collection with minor injuries. It was nothing at all.
But without a doubt, Aaron had been deeply remembered and hated by this Age Controller.
Before leaving, the other party had even viciously cursed him.
For an ordinary Longevity being, a curse from an Age Controller would have been enough to severely wound or even kill them.
But for Aaron, it was merely a matter of one purification.
The Lord of Corpse Collection probably knew this could not harm the Count of Green Forest under the Spirit of Void's protection, which was why he had not switched to a subtler form of contamination. It would have been useless anyway!
"It's just... this isn't the main battlefield on my side."
Aaron's intuition spread into the Spirit Realm, and a trace of worry surfaced on his face.
Though the battle in the mortal world was terrifying, it had all been within his expectations. Victory was only natural.
Even the shrewd and calculating Mother of Night understood this. She had not descended at all, merely having the Lord of Corpse Collection hold Aaron back while she headed for the true battlefield—Motula's site of advancement.
And now, Motula had finally succeeded in advancing, but the Keeper of Secrets had blocked him in his own home and forced him into battle. His situation was also extremely dire.
According to Aaron's original plan, the best possible outcome would have been for Motula to escape after advancing, even at a certain cost.
Yet he had