章節 167: Farewell, My Sister!

The moment Caligula's soul filaments touched Zagan's skin, pale-gray flames set the undead king on fire. Zagan reeling back and ballooning into a dark, skeletal demon as he clawed out of Caligula's Corrosive Destiny.

In our battle's timeline, this clash occurs in the instants preceding Mithras' return. Meaning that Mithras had not yet severed the Weaver's Authority from the Mortal Plane.

At 100%, Zagan didn't need anyone to take down a Caligula. But with the Weaver's laws suppressing Imperfect Brahmans and above to Embryonic Wisdom, the Great King couldn't unleash himself. The Heart of Malice didn't make things easier, compelling Zagan to hold back against Caligula!

It's normally mortals who need these advantages to protect themselves from the gods. But now a god is relying on such blessings to oppress the mortal world. Fate…is truly fucked up.

Let's make it right tonight.