The women saw their husband standing still, observing the basketball-sized, see-through, metallic-looking dodecahedron hovering at the center.It seemed to be surrounded by some sort of wired energy.Others could not see it, but Amelia and Lenora, as goddesses, could clearly see with their godly vision that whatever this thing was, it was steadily siphoning the life force of everyone nearby.Even they, who had just entered its range, started to feel weakened.While Amelia and Lenora were having a crisis over learning what that thing was doing to them, Arlen saw his big sister looking pale and lifeless.It struck him like thunder.“My sister…” Arlen shakily ran to her as Ray took a deep breath and lowered her so Arlen could check on her.“What happened… is she…” Tears began to form in the corners of his eyes.“No. Not yet, and not ever… but her life force is severely drained. Any more, and she will die,” Ray said as he gently rubbed her face.“Her [Holy Essence] reserves are completely

Thor was one of the strongest battle-type gods to ever exist.Ever since he earned that title, his hunger to become stronger grew to an otherworldly level.He did everything he could, and everything he was able to do, to grow stronger, and the path he chose turned him into a ruthless and blasphemous god who didn’t care what he did as long as he gained more power.A few thousand years ago, some of the dark elves from Svartalfheim stumbled upon a very unique and strange artifact, one they couldn’t use, as it was beyond them, something even gods would grow greedy to possess.But somehow, the elves accidentally activated that artifact, and when they did, it sucked every ounce of life they had, killing hundreds of dark elves.That was when the Norse gods took notice of the dying elves, and that’s how they came to discover the [Law Forger].They didn’t know where it came from, how it ended up in Svartalfheim, or who created it, but they did discover what it could do.The [Law Forger], as it

Ray narrowed his eyes from the sky down at the war god, who lay in the massive crater created by his earlier attack.Now, Thor seemed to be surrounded by lightning and wind that disrupted the very fabric of space itself.The entire surrounding area, stretching hundreds of meters in radius, instantly transformed into a battlefield about to be ravaged by a god-killing storm.Darkness swallowed the world as the bright sun vanished. Ominous clouds covered the sky as far as the eye could see.Lightning fell like rain, each strike accompanied by thunder that shook the heavens.Wherever lightning struck the land, it obliterated everything it touched.A colossal bolt of blue lightning, thick and violent, struck directly onto the fallen god.Thor’s wounds regenerated rapidly, and one of the most powerful weapons in all of the Norse pantheon, Mjölnir, vibrated furiously in his hand as lightning covered the hammer before spreading across his entire body.The presence of a god became more promine

Ray raised his arm, preparing to devour The Storm God, Thor, when suddenly he felt a force trying to stop him.He narrowed his eyes as he noticed multiple presences appearing.At the same time, thousands upon thousands of Divine magic circles manifested around him, followed by hundreds of strange symbols, unrecognizable letters, that circled him one after another, layering atop each other like a prison meant to hold him.The aura of death surrounded the Vampire King like a ghoulish black mist, trying to drain and destroy every trace of life from him.Suddenly, a sea manifested out of nowhere, and from it chains forged from the Divine Concept of the Sea shot forth from the seal, wrapping around the King of Night tightly.They coiled around him like serpents, pressing with such force it felt as though they were trying to crush his entire body with pure divine pressure.Many powerful Divine Concepts targeted Ray just as he was about to devour the remains of Thor and his soul, preventing

"Hahaha...." Ray laughed out loud, his face full of amusement as he clapped his hands together, as though he were truly entertained by what the gods were trying to do.To think they would try to bind him with [Gleipnir], the divine chains that once bound the beast of the end, Fenrir?The gods narrowed their eyes in nervousness; some of them didn’t even bother to hide the fear on their faces.Even after seeing the divine weapon, one that, if it bound him, would require the combined might of the most powerful gods of the upper plane to break, he still laughed, as though the entire ordeal were nothing more than a joke.Did this mean that this mortal did not fear the divine weapon?Did he believe he possessed the strength to break free from the chains if bound, or that he could escape before they closed around him?No.If his plan had been to escape, he would have acted before the chains were summoned.That he did not meant only one thing: he truly didn’t care if [Gleipnir] bound him.No