Marquis Voban was feeling slightly troubled at the moment. Well, only slightly troubled.
After all, having killed so many "Overseers" and usurped so many Authorities, he could not feel troubled even if he wanted to.
Unless every single one of his Point enhancements failed.
Still, his mood was certainly not as pleasant as it had been at the beginning.
Tony and the others' words always left him worried that all his Point enhancements might truly fail. If that happened, he really would not be able to accept it.
But before that—
Marquis Voban looked at the Overseers before him, who were watching him with grave expressions, and a cold curve tugged at his lips.
Vent as much of your anger toward me as you can. Perhaps that way, the Authorities I usurp will become a little stronger, and your deaths will have a little more value.
"Boom!!!"
Without any warning, his figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.
The Overseer on the far left did not even have time to blink before he felt a chill in his chest. Looking down, he saw a slender hand had already pierced through his torso, its palm clutching a golden heart that was still beating.
"Can merely watching kill me?"
Marquis Voban's voice sounded beside his ear, and then—
"Bang!"
The hand clenched, and the Divine Core exploded into golden dust that filled the air.
The first Overseer, dead.
The Overseer on the right roared and charged at him. A scythe wrapped in Black Mist tore toward him like a Black Dragon, yet Marquis Voban did not even turn his head. He merely raised his left hand casually.
"Crack!"
The chain froze the instant it touched his fingertips, then shattered like glass. Before the Overseer could react, he saw a fist rapidly enlarging