I felt a chill the moment my eyes met the Cult Leader's.
Staring into his eyes felt like looking into an eternally swirling abyss of darkness. Still, I held my ground. His condescending smile and cold gaze couldn't move me.
After all, even though it was something one had to dig very deeply to find, there was still one Arcana missing. Even I hadn't yet discovered its location.
'[The World]... He doesn't have it yet! It's not over!'
According to what I knew, the Nether Cult needed all the Arcanas to utilize a Spell that required their union. As long as one was missing, it couldn't function.
"Am I really at a loss? I don't know how you gathered those counterfeit Arcanas, but there's still one missing." I responded with a daring smile, but my instincts were anything but confident.
'Even without one more Arcana, he's too powerful now! He's like a god!'
"Oh? It seems you do not know. I must have overestimated your knowledge." The Cult Leader grinned at me.
'W-what?!'
