For those who dared to look directly at him, the weak had flames in their eyes, wailing in regret, while the strong had tears in their eyes, but their expressions were ecstatic.
If one could understand some of the great power that was revealed during the Battle of the Gods, it would be an unimaginable benefit.
Garen's eyes were in extreme pain.
In his field of vision, in the endless light of divinity, he could only see two vague and hazy figures. One was shrouded in the divine power of death, and the other was surrounded by the mighty power of magic.
Even a demigod like garen could not see the battle between two great divine powers clearly.
He had to at least go one step further and become a creature with weak divine power to be qualified to watch the battle.
The kalsas 'godly spell was ready. The vast magic runes were the manifestation of the godly spell. Now, he was waiting for a suitable opportunity, waiting for the call of the goddess of magic.
