All around the island, roots jutted out from the ground. Most of them surged toward Kim Do-Joon and the old man, but Ushas was not entirely spared either.0

Swish!0

Ushas swung his arm, slicing through the Roots. Cutting the smaller ones was no challenge for him.0

A few more Roots lunged at him, but they posed no real threat. He glanced briefly over his shoulder, where a massive dome of intertwined roots stood, encasing Kim Do-Joon and the old man. 0

It’s concerning… but…0

Ushas could not imagine his opponent being defeated so easily. Not only was that undead crafted from his father’s corpse, but also empowered by Alcyone’s divine authority. Regardless, with the powers of Mel Sior and Vango, Kim Do-Joon was also a tough opponent. 0

Then  I’ll have to deal with this bitch first and claim Laoha’s divine authority before anything.0

It was the only path to victory—the only way to tip the balance in his favor.0

Ushas inspected the mana circle etched into the ground. Fortunately, the Roots hadn’t damaged it. It continued to function perfectly, glowing faintly.0

“Ugh…!”0

Suddenly, a burst of...0