For a moment, the battle came to a halt.
Five divine-level entities, along with Sterl, were forced to watch as the two "humans" from the upper realms slowly walked toward death. Besides this, any other action was just a fantasy. Consequently, the gods were compelled to observe closely as the massive corpses gradually decayed.
Countless maggots rapidly proliferated, creating a nauseating scene. Yet Sterl's heart nearly stopped. He sensed something different; those maggots felt strangely familiar!
It wasn't a feeling of familiarity directed at Sterl himself, but rather towards the skill [Consume] that he possessed. At that moment, as the swarms of maggots crawled and feasted on the bodies, a faint dark ripple began to spread outwards in all directions.
