Divine Descent meant exactly what it sounded like: a Divine Avatar descended into a living being's body, granting them immense combat power. On the battlefields of the Mythic Era, when believers fought one another, deities themselves remained aloof. Their Divine True Bodies never appeared.
But in answer to their believers' prayers, their Divine Incarnations and Avatars would descend to win wars and secure greater rewards.
There was one catch.
Divine Descent came at a terrible cost.
Not to the deity.
The person who received it often could not withstand the arrival of a Divine Incarnation. Once the descent ended, their body would break down and their life potential would be exhausted. Even if they did not die on the spot, they would not live much longer.
Not even the Water of Life could save them from that cost.
But William?
Ursula looked at his smiling face and knew almost at once that the move probably had no side effects for him.
"That's fucking unbelievable. Deities are selfish bastards. Why would one spend his own divine power rather than drain his host's life potential? That's fucking impossible."
"And what level of Divine Descent was that?"
"An Incarnation?"
"An Avatar?"
"Surely it can't be his True Body descending?"
"But if it wasn't his True Body, how could William unleash enough power to blow a Dark Lord apart?"
"And if it was his Divine True Body... No, that doesn't work either. Even if a Divine Body can turn into energy, a Legendary-Class Professional might not be able to withstand it. Unless the two share the same body of origin—but that makes no fucking sense."
Ursula thought until his head felt ready to split. He could not figure out what William had done.
If the move truly came at no cost, not just the