1489 Wrath [4]

Existence.

Damien still couldn't fathom how to properly use it.

But in a moment like this, it seemed to fight alongside him, executing the imagination he couldn't access.

The mist knew those things that Damien couldn't fathom.

Now that he had it, he had gained the creativity necessary to utilize Existence as a law.

It was a benefit he never expected when he first allowed the semi-sentient entity into his body.

Nevertheless, it was great.

Really.

BOOOOOOOOM!

Another explosion rang out, but the force didn't come from mana.

It came from Count Verex's body surpassing the speed of light as his body flew out of the crater.

He was a God in his own right. He refused to be an easy target for anyone, especially not some random person like Damien.

His body disappeared beyond the capability of the human eye. In most cases, this would make him invisible to all perception.

Damien wasn't "most cases."