That Refugee Camp by the Defense Tower really had everything.
The moment Hill saw the direction Vecna had fled in, he understood.
There had to be a body belonging to Vecna inside the Refugee Camp.
He had not fled there to activate that body. Mainly, if something like the essence of a divine soul was not wrapped in soul matter, it would truly scatter away as it flew.
So when fleeing, the shorter the distance, the better.
And the person Vecna had possessed probably would not even know what had happened to them.
Vecna would need a long time to condense even a trace of sufficiently lucid will again.
By then, who knew where this world would have gone.
So the only value of Vecna's move was preserving part of his divine portfolio attributes... Shar had truly driven him into a corner.
But Hill knew even more clearly that Shar absolutely could have intercepted him before he flew away.
Although it looked as though Shar had been distracted by that fat snake, creating this opening, Hill, who had seen her true combat mode several times, did not believe Shar would make such a mistake.
When she and Selûne had exchanged blasts of divine power atop Aglaia's Floating Castle, no matter how tricky or hidden the angles of the Moonblades thrown by that Silver Moon Maiden were, Shar had missed none of them.
She had even been able to calmly launch further attacks from arbitrary angles off two intersecting energy weapons.
At the time, Hill had felt only one thing... if he had been the one blocking those scattered blades, he could only have relied on thick skin to endure them.
If something like Vecna's light of essence had been hidden so thoroughly that no one could see it, then perhaps