The moment he was pinned to the ground by those familiar figures, "My Lord" Mictlantecuhtli strangely felt as though... he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Clearly, in the distant past, he had slaughtered nearly all of those figures. Only Odin had held out until the end, sacrificing his own life to seal him away. So why...
Why had all those figures come back to life now?
He had originally thought that the appearance of those figures was merely the result of some magic cast by Wizet Lovegood, born from Wizet Lovegood's impressions of them after returning to the past.
Yet the abilities those figures displayed, as well as the thoughts they conveyed to him, felt incomparably familiar.
So familiar that he could be certain these were the figures he knew best, exactly the same as he remembered them from the past!
In some ways, they were even more terrifying.
After all, no matter how many times he destroyed those relentlessly persistent figures, they would reappear and continue attacking without fear of death.
Perhaps the only difference was that the strength of the abilities these figures displayed was far weaker than it had been in the past.
Moreover, after being attacked, his body could still heal rapidly. That meant the attacks these figures inflicted upon him were also a kind of magic.
As the origin of magic, no matter how those spells evolved, they could not inflict truly fatal wounds upon him. At most, they could bind him as they did now, or seal him away once more.
Still, he had never seen this kind of magic that summoned figures from the past. He would have to study and break it before he could erase these figures conjured by magic.
Perhaps that Wizet Lovegood had realized this, which was