Yet not every Dominator's battlefield went as smoothly as Samael's.
In the Void, the Second Generation Curse Crown Seat's form swayed unsteadily. His massive black-robed figure rippled constantly under the interference of Mysterious Power, like distorted radio waves.
Though he too was a Dominator, his position had been inherited after all. Naturally, his strength was somewhat weaker than that of the other Dominators.
Even Munin, a newly ascended Dominator, could match him blow for blow.
Munin had Richard's assistance, but the Ultimate Questions he had solved were genuine. Behind every Ultimate Question lay an immensely profound foundation of knowledge. The only thing Munin lacked compared to the Second Generation Curse Crown Seat was experience.
When it came to learning itself, he might not have been inferior to the Second Generation Curse Crown Seat at all.
Before the Second Generation Curse Crown Seat floated a mass of amorphous black sand, constantly shifting shape.
This was one of the Sand Spirit Dominators devoured by the Civilization Devourer. Though he had fallen to the Civilization Devourer, that did not mean his combat power was weak.
Every Curse Sorcery cast by the Second Generation Curse Crown Seat was unraveled through equally exquisite methods. Yet when faced with the curses returned to him, the Second Generation Curse Crown Seat had to expend both thought and reserves to wear them away.
As one side waned while the other waxed, the Second Generation Curse Crown Seat's strength began to steadily weaken. The decline was slight, but a thousand-mile dike could collapse through an ant hole. As long as he was weakened enough, the Second Generation Curse Crown Seat would become prey already in the Civilization Devourer's bag.
By then, the Civilization Devourer would not only gain a new puppet, but might even replenish the strength it had