Dim light from the rising sun filtered through the branches of large trees, some of it falling on Cursed God's face as he murmured something into Alex's ear.
Between Cursed God's eyebrows, a silver circle was visible on his forehead. It had two dark milky-white dots circulating on the periphery at a snail's pace.
This was not the only mark on him; currently, another one was in the process of manifesting with the stream of spirituality around his hand, originating from Alex's abdomen.
The coiling river of blue light around Cursed God's fist started to rise, settling on his shoulder near the neck.
A 3D printed inverted triangle appeared on Cursed God's cloth.
Sensing the blue spark on his cloth, Cursed God's shukra said, "Your spirituality is tainted by the will of your world!"
Before Cursed God could finish his words, the impact from his strike manifested on Alex.
"Boom."
