"Hmph!"
Facing Muria's questioning and personally deeming it disgraceful to strike at weaklings, the Evil God coldly snorted without response. If it weren't for the lack of capable legions under His command, He wouldn't have stooped to such a deprecating act.
But now was not the time to worry about losing face; if He were to simply watch this giant's legions sweep His divine kingdom, He might as well prepare to enter eternal sleep once again.
Thus, no longer willing to face the darkness of eternal sleep and uncertain of when He might awaken again, the Evil God mobilized His true form, channeling all His accumulated divine power into His divine body.
Then, under the watchful gaze of Muria's furious Dazzling Golden Eyes, a faceless giant appeared, shrouded in pale divine power. A fear domain of a divine level also emerged with Him, becoming even more terrifying with the enhancement of the divine kingdom.
