Sui Xiong could tell that Vol was truly enraged this time.
Killing intent surged from him, carrying an irrepressible chill and vicious sharpness, like a Magic Beast poised to tear its enemy apart alive.
That was baleful fury, something even more savage than killing intent.
Ordinary people often confused killing intent with baleful fury, but the two were entirely different. Killing intent was something pure: battle, slaughter, victory... it was the manifestation of the fighting spirit rooted in the deepest bloodlines of all living beings, clean and free of the slightest impurity. Baleful fury, however, was different. It was the manifestation of all manner of negative emotions—hatred, jealousy, greed... It was a deep, cold byproduct that came with intelligence.
There were many beasts in nature brimming with killing intent, but even the fiercest of them, such as lions and tigers, possessed no baleful fury, because they simply lacked the intelligence to sustain such intense emotions. In other words, if someone ever saw baleful fury in a beast, they had best turn and run while they were still far away—this thing had probably turned into a Magic Beast. Run too slowly, and they could wait to become its lunch.
Vol was a neutral deity inclined toward good, but he was not of the pure good alignment—one only had to look at the deeds that had made his name. Drawing his blade in fury, killing in the dead of night—such things were absolutely not something a pure good alignment could do. Even the chaotic good alignment that called itself "wandering knights" could not do it... Back then, when Vol had infiltrated a temple to kill before the Holy Angel Empire's Duke Sacredflame held his ascension ritual, he had also killed quite a few attendants and guards who had no grudge against him