Life? Death? what's the difference? Many consider these two elements as opposites and the bane for the other but in reality, they are just different sides of the same coin. Derik always dreamt about becoming a cool mage and when the time came, he was disappointed... But even with the status of an archer he still pushed forward until he stumbled upon his magic... A power he could call his own.... DEATH!
Upon saying those words, Cyrus' body lit up as he forcefully siphoned the life force used to create the void snakes, making them vanish in the blink of an eye. At this moment, he knew the demigod wouldn't die from his fall. Even though the river had been contaminated by Derik's black blood and no life should be able to survive within the river, Cyrus still knew the orc overseer wouldn't die so easily. In his opinion, rules like this do not apply to demigods as powerful as the overseer!
"It's been so long since I have said these words… I can't the fact that even I am excited by this battle! Guardian weapon path! Spit the skies, shatter the heavens!" Cyrus roared.
The massive guardian weapon levitating above his head soon began to tremble for a few moments before it doubles in size, diffusing an even more intense divine aura than before.