"So this is the Eldoria continent's core of will?" Alex murmured, her gaze fixed on the golden orb hovering above the undead Imperial Capital.
It radiated a powerful and alluring energy, a siren song that tempted even Alex to absorb it. She had a feeling that doing so would grant her immense power, allowing the undead empire to birth dozens of pseudo-gods overnight.
She could become the ruler of the Eldoria continent in no time, vying for dominance alongside the other major races.
"Such terrifying power," she whispered, a shiver running down her spine.
Alex even suspected that the previous Beastman Empire's ruler had absorbed this energy, albeit incompletely, leading to his enslavement by the World's Heart.
Shing!
With a flick of her wrist, Alex sent her black scythe spinning, a deadly arc of black steel aimed at the core of will.
Her scythe could sever anything. Surely, it could destroy this orb of energy.
Whum!
