Toae’s body split into small pieces, which were sucked into the Ruyi Bang. New letters appeared next to Astraeus’s name: θοή. Cymo’s face crumpled at the sight. “To…urk!” Cymo didn’t even get the chance to approach Toae, and he was driven back by an attack launched at his temples.

“Oh, dear. How can a god who's been on so many battlefields get distracted?” From a distance, Galliard nocked an arrow with a laugh. He’d been blocking Cymo from reaching Yeon-woo and Toae but he couldn’t help chuckling at the fact that Yeon-woo didn’t need his help at all. However, he was having a great time mocking a divine being. When else would he have the chance to experience such entertainment? This was only possible with the help of Brahm, who had once been a divine being himself, but he was certain now that the distance between divine beings and mortals was shorter than it seemed.

‘Of course, there’s a vast difference between these small fries and famous gods.’ Galliard thought of Brahm’s true form, which he’d seen with his Fairy Eyes when they’d met for the first time.

Swoosh. He let go of his bowstring, and dozens of rays of light condensed together to become a single arrow of light that pierced through space.  

Boom! Cymo tried to avoid it, but the tracking feature...