"What's going on? After all the hassle, it still comes down to battle. And here I was, hoping for a simpler way to replace this Ancient God and obtain his power."
Seeing the crazed Ancient God inviting him to battle, Muria muttered, but he quickly resigned himself,
"It's probably for the best, gaining power in such an honorable way puts my mind at ease somewhat."
"Those foolhardy enough to challenge me shall witness the might of the Undead Emperor."
Dark Death God Power surged around the ancient deity's body, and his form began to enlarge before Muria's eyes, as the whole world seemed to lean towards him.
In contrast, Muria felt the oppression and hostility from the entire world. He sensed the surrounding Death Qi rejecting him, and he could no longer draw sustenance from his environment.