Morcanth watched in disbelief as all the Shapeshifters in the city disintegrated before him.
His father, whom he took pride in, was overpowered by William in just one move...
Yes, William the Obliterator!
This person is William the Obliterator!
Why did he think his father could defeat William the Obliterator?
In an instant, he lost his father, as well as all the familiar friends and relatives.
For a moment, Morcanth even doubted whether everything before his eyes was real.
"An illusion?"
The ground within a radius of several hundred thousand miles became flat land, and rainwater sparsely fell, with new shoots visibly growing from the ground at an observable rate.
Morcanth lay there, letting the rainwater fall on him, unable to comprehend what great sin he had committed to summon this god of death.
Forseti and Lucien were also dumbfounded.
