"A Numbered Skill, Corrode?!!"
His body pale from overexertion, Bertutan relied on his wisdom and insight to accurately analyze the essence of the skill.
Had he actually obtained the Numbered Skill that just appeared not long ago, ranked 39th?
The elder felt a threat he had never experienced before.
Not since the fall of the gods had he felt this way.
'No!'
'I must kill him completely. Otherwise, with his [Heir of the Gods] title, his Numbered Nirvana Skill, and his current level of resonance with the will of this newborn Cosmic Country, our status as the most ancient of the [New Gods] will be in jeopardy once he's fully grown!'
'This child cannot be allowed to live.'
Authority!
Light of Enlightenment!
Due to his immense exhaustion, Bertutan's casting speed couldn't match the young man's, and his thoughts were ultimately half a beat too slow.
