章節 401: Child Of Pestilence

Giving details about Loimos was easier said than done, although Milo had battled him face-to-face, and bore witness to his clash with Thanatok Ynigós, there was little to be gleaned for all of this, he manipulated rot, seemed to hold talent over all types of powers and manipulated a festering death force.

"He is… He's a ferocious combatant, even when diminished to barely a drop of his power, me and my companions could barely even force him back, even in this state, he was constantly out matching us all, in hand-to-hand combat, weapon handling, tactics, pure strength, it was like swimming against current, but your arms and legs were tied together, in the end, even after Gr- After one of my companions gave his life, and I released the most power I ever had, I could only force a sort of draw, against the most weakened version of him-" explaining this in great details, the carver waved one arm in the air.