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Bam! Bam! Bam!
Wayne threw punch after punch at the evil god, sending red crystals flying. The host body that the evil god possessed rapidly disintegrated under Death’s corrosion. Soon, the evil god’s consciousness would wither away as if faced with Death directly.
Wayne remained unnaturally calm. He wasn’t drawing on the Death Knight’s power. Instead, the large eye at the center of the Book of Greed met the gaze of the smaller Death eye, turning his mana a dark, chilling grey. In Death, he found tranquility for both his body and mind. His calm mind allowed him to be perfectly rational, and his calm body made him immune to blood magic.
The latter was especially crucial.
It wasn’t that the evil god was too weak. The fact that they had knocked out a Silver-rank mage with one glance proved their prowess. And this was only a partial manifestation of their consciousness through a dying, frail body, far from their full power.
No, the evil god had merely met the wrong person at the wrong time and location.
Wayne was completely unaffected by blood magic. With Death’s power transforming him into a living undead, he could hardly be called human anymore. And there were no side effects; he could switch states at will.
Silvia would be overjoyed, and Planck would be shocked. In any church, he would be a chosen one, beloved by the gods.
Back to the matter at hand. The evil god was being thoroughly dominated. With their host body corroded by Death, they could only barely maintain their existence with the blood crystals. They had thought that their chances were fifty-fifty:...
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