Chaos Mirror

"There are very few things I cannot break," said Arthur in response to his shock as he rose from the ground and hung the dagger to his waist. Feeling conflicted, he gazed at the fist he used to strike his palm. "Gods might be stronger than I believed."

Arthur knew that the tower was suppressing him and his abilities. The one that the tower could not suppress was his black lightning, which he used to strike the self-proclaimed god. However, even then, he could not even move him.

"Who are you?" asked Astraeus with a frown after regaining his composure. His chiseled face was not as calm as earlier. "A man who could oppose Devaheim should not be in such a place. Are you an incarnated god?"

"I am a human, whether that shakes your understanding of the world or not," said Arthur with a carefree attitude. Then, he turned toward the bed where he killed that man. "It might take a while for him to regenerate."