บท 1697: The Last Dance. V

"Fear now grips you?" Amun-Ra stated, devoid of emotion. "You were granted ample opportunities to reevaluate your confrontational stance... Fear, at this juncture, serves you no purpose."

Upon hearing this, Felix was forced to take a step back reflexively as his mind was working on overdrive to seek out the best path for survival.

He didn't even consider for a second that he had a chance at beating the third ruler...He wasn't that delusional.

With or without divinities at their disposal, the three rulers were on a different plane in terms of strength compared to the rest.

When Amun-Ra noticed that Felix was getting antsy, he uttered with a monotonous tone, "You don't have to worry, my child. Your ability to devour and ascend with unigin's cores is too vital for us...You will serve as a perfect divine soldier to get rid of those needless parasites."