"I am Noah! Gaze upon my might and bow in despair!"
The Overgods of the Seventh Realm immediately fell to their knees, lowering their heads in absolute submission as crimson light filled their eyes. Their expressions were those of devoted followers gazing upon the supreme existence who had become the center of their world.
However, the Royal Blutlinie Overgods of the Sixth Realm responded entirely differently.
Their eyes showed no immediate submission, nor did they display the same unquestioning devotion as their counterparts. Instead, an unmistakable desire began to emerge from the depths of their gazes, growing more intense as they examined the battered figure of the Crimson King.
There was no denying Noah's overwhelming strength. He had defeated Arkan Draconicida, the Dragon Slayer King. Such a feat was beyond the reach of any Overgod, and even the most arrogant warriors among them could not pretend otherwise.
Yet, the battle had come at a terrible cost.
