"If I find out who did this, I'll make him wish he were dead!" He kept roaring furiously in the air. At that moment, there was not a trace of godlike dignity left in the God of Ilusen Domain.
Thanks to their divinity, these people who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years could remain youthful forever, looking even younger than they had as ordinary mortals.
Their appearances also changed to some degree. Those with ordinary looks gradually became handsome through the influence of divinity, while even the ugly saw their features improve.
The God of Ilusen Domain had originally been an ugly man, but after acquiring divinity, his features had become more regular. Though he could hardly be called handsome, he was certainly no longer ugly.
He had been over forty when he acquired divinity, yet afterward, he had always looked under thirty. He had thoroughly enjoyed that youthful state.
Now, because someone had destroyed his altar, his youth was gradually fading, even though some power remained within him.
His once lustrous skin had aged into loose, sagging flesh. Wrinkles and age spots covered his face, his glossy hair had turned white and brittle, and his straight back had become hunched.
He looked utterly decrepit, without a trace of youthful vitality.
"I'll kill that bastard! I'll kill that bastard!" Even his roars had grown hoarse. Everything filled him with despair.
Along with that despair came a fierce urge to kill. He would kill Romon and drain that bastard's blood!
Although he had lost most of his power, flying was still easy for this Divine Being of the Ilusen Fief.
He accelerated, desperate to get back as quickly as possible. Perhaps, if he returned soon enough, his altar could still be saved...
A faint hope still lingered in