This time, he did not expand outward, but enveloped himself and the God of War within his internal kingdom.
"Strive to live in the world of death." As the voice fell, the scenery of heaven and earth changed abruptly, and the cold, desolate world was devoid of any life, with the cold moon in the sky casting its glow down upon the ashen earth.
"Expanding the scope of the internal kingdom to such an extent is not enough to kill me." The God of War looked around. For Ahtal to deploy an internal kingdom large enough to cover several nations, it was simply not enough to kill him; at most, it would inflict a weakening status on him.
However, the speed at which Ahtal unrolled his internal kingdom was also significantly slower than his previously overwhelming velocity.
This was clearly a losing proposition.
