Vishy's eyes were hollow as he stared blankly at the sky profaned by the Divine Lord. His boneless-soft hand almost slipped from Ash's grasp. Ash tugged him, but failed to pull him up. The Phantom Prophet, who had been arrogant and overbearing from beginning to end before his eyes, seemed at this moment to have truly become a maid who needed to rely on him.
He could also clearly sense that Vishy was not afraid. This woman, who had lived like a venomous Snake, had long since cast aside the physiological mechanism known as fear. She only felt powerless. A venomous Snake could be unafraid of lions, tigers, wolves, and jackals, but faced with floodwaters and collapsing mountains, what meaning did a Snake's fangs and constricting strength have?
They traveled with rivers, seas, mountains, and ranges; they played chess with heaven, earth, and the universe. At last, they had glimpsed a corner of a Divine Lord's authority.
Before this, Ash and the others had always thought a Divine Lord's way of fighting was to use bigger and stronger Miracles—for example, more special effects, wider range, faster speed. Between a Divine Lord and a Spellcaster, there was only a numerical gap. If Ash was using a wooden stick, then he figured a Divine Lord was probably using an ultimate peerless wooden stick +13.
But Divine Lords did not use Wooden Sticks. They did not even use Star Destroyers. They directly flicked planets around for fun!
What kind of concept was it to drive World Secret Domains as weapons?
The Gilded River and the Wishing Pool made it clear that World Secret Domains were, in truth, aggregates of cognitive concepts, and might even be the source foundation of some Spell School. When they had no master, World Secret Domains had already given