Chương 127: My Vanity!

"Hello, Heru-jiji. So glad you turned out to be the Weaver's First Devotee. And some devotee you are, a perfect fit for that thing.

To think you wouldn't fight me for your boss yet rushed head-first into my Mandala for your spoiled chosen. The ancients didn't deceive me. Lust will make a man nosedive into death with a smile on his face." 

[Solar Blood Field]

Mithras didn't mince his words, starting his offensive with a burst of Solar Blood Field. A hurricane of solar flames blasted through the Mandala, hitting Heruka point blank!

One of the pesky characteristics of Mandalas is that the Templar rank and Sid level of the foreign entities inside can never exceed that of the Mandala's owner—incomplete Mandala or not, that law is absolute. In other words, Heruka now had the same rank and level as Mithras, the gap in methods, skills and abilities becoming the Red God's only advantage.