Joining Hands! (1)

There was something about deific power that transcended even something like a language barrier. But of course, it was only natural. Becoming a Deity meant being greater than the sum of many worlds and their concepts.

Skullius' face hardened, but he wasn't too dismayed.

It was all but obvious, given what the Repented Lich Soidon had told him about the true power of Liches, that this Doom Knight was under the charge of one. And it was also obvious that it too would be attracted by his Maximum Jaqquezjaqqz.

But Aurolio, far from looking as shaken as Elita, Uyuniya and even the Doom Knight, laughed.

He had been watching Skullius closely, silently. He had gleaned much, including the funny fact – as his offhanded statement from before had suggested – that literally everything was revolving around the Hybrid Warmoth.