บท 145: Clashes of Powers (POV)

Endless lightnings continue to descend upon the world from beyond the atmosphere, shredding apart the metal shell enclosed around the planet on their way down to glass and boil the land and sea.

The unending destruction that I have rained upon the world and the remnants of the human race is a manifestation of my righteous fury.

I am furious, truly.

Furious at myself for allowing Zephyr to be captured with such impunity. Furious at Zephyr for failing to follow such a simple order.

And more than all, I am furious at Maximilien Maxwell for stringing me along like an idiot.

I am better than that. I am a God.

An Ascended God!

And I should have been more prepared to fight against a time-based power user.

I didn't expect his power to be this high level, fully capable of undoing any damages that I have inflicted upon him. It is akin to instant restore, but unlike consuming healing potions, there is no side-effect at all.