According to the practices of the Babel Tower Organization, today was the day designated for sacrificing members of the Genesis Species to beckon blessings from the Ancestral God. The Alchemy Matrix and materials needed for the ritual had already been prepared in the front courtyard, but after waiting half a day, there was still no sign of anyone arriving. The seasoned assassins were certainly aware there was a problem, as those in their line of work are especially sensitive to time.
As a Deacon, Axius rushed to the courtyard at top speed, and the first thing he saw was the scene of chaos spread out before him—an obvious sign of battle.
His fate line was the incredibly rare creator's fresh blood series, which allowed him to transform his body through powerful blood flow, focusing solely on physical strength and virtually discarding all other abilities.
The moment he burst into the wooden hut made of raw timber, the air exploded with turbulence.
