章節 1557: Athlone

Varian couldn't disregard the confidence of the man who left with venomous words.

Even if Immortal was defeated now and noticed the stark difference in their powers, he wasn't demoralized.

He had something to rely on.

What exactly?

'The rulers of Genesis and Mors.'

Even though he was almost abandoned, the connection wasn't severed. He could always ask for their help.

He must've also confirmed the presence of slivers with this battle, if he didn't already.

The prideful Immortal might've refrained from seeking support from his ardent divine backers. It wouldn't suit his style to use a divine thug on a celestial rookie. That would've been a battle for him to win.

But if a loss hit him in the face and showed him a future where he had hopes of victory, all the pride would be thrown out of the window.

Unlike Immortal who valued pride, Varian could only assume that the rulers of Genesis and Mors were pragmatic people.