It's like an invisible giant had risen and decided to slap down these arrogant ants. The aura of the region, as if guided by an unseen rule, flowed down and pressed tight from all sides.
'The power of order. The power of chaos.'
"You!"
The seven overlords were scared by his intimidating move and teleported away, creating a lot of distance between them in a blink.
"Hehe."
As if it was all a bluff, the flowing aura which caused space itself to crack due to its powerful flow dissipated.
Varian's silhouttee blurred from the place, leaving only an echo of time as he appeared behind a three-foot woman in a scaly armor.
"Coward!"
The little lady, no, an actual grandma with sagging skin and wrinkles cursed and tried to teleport.
But she twitched like she was electrocuted when her soul was struck and allowed her head to be caught by Varian.
He didn't crush her head as she feared. He poured into her invasive vitality.
"Arghh! Aghh! Arhhhh!"
With most of her lifespan already ending, the little old lady wasn't able to bear the drain of vitality. She turned into a bag of bones in a blink, dying a reluctant death.
Kacha!
As if they timed the attack at her expense, space cracked and a spear pierced through his chest…or it should've.
All it touched was a phantom left by time.
Varian had no need to stay there once he filled her with vitality.
So, he did not.
"Huh?"
The six warriors, three peak rank 9 and three pseudo divines, were confused by his behavior.
Didn't he stay with his target until the end the first time? That's how they managed to lock and crush him?
'Wait, if he intended this from the start…!'
When that thought appeared, all of them felt a chill down their spine. Their instincts told them that they were not fighting a weak prey but a seasoned predator, one who was adept at picking on stronger preys.
"Argh!"
That thought was interrupted by a shriek.
Varian appeared behind a giant and sliced him into five parts.
But when they tried to attack, their attacks only passed through a phantom.
'Again?!'
A muffled sound rang somewhere and then two more corpses flew.
"Haaa~"
Varian stretched his neck and rubbed his bloodied palms.
Now, it was just Hector Russ and the three pseudo divines left.
None of them were easy to kill but—
'Status'
[Rank 9 ( 25,000)
Paragon Body: 25,000/100,000
Ignis: 25,000/100,000
Death Giant: 25,000/100,000
Order: 25,000/100,000
Chaos: 25,000/100,000
Space: 25,000/100,000
Time: 25,000/100,000
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