...
The remains of Death?
Matthew was somewhat incredulous.
He gazed at the lonely remains at the top of the Crystal Tower, on which divine power that was desirable indeed had condensed—
Divine power of such scale and quality.
Any mortal licking it could potentially solidify their Demigod Power on the spot.
Of course,
assuming their body could withstand the overwhelming burden of divine power.
Yet at this moment, Matthew's eyebrows tightly furrowed:
"The divine power is not a problem."
"But the aura... how is it so completely different from the projection of Death I invoked during the Undead Calamity?"
Matthew could be sure.
The aura from these remains was entirely different from any projections of Death he had seen before.
It was like they were two different people!
Puzzled, Matthew took a step forward, and Sener, who had always been by his side, suddenly spoke:
"The Ancient Death God."
