Radagon, Godfrey, Rykard, and Morgott all felt their eyes widen as the exchange unfolded before them. They were standing inside the Heart of the Root itself, within the deepest chamber of the great rotting world-body, where the cosmic principles that birthed their existence resonated in their purest form.
In this place, there was no diffusion, no interference from the Universe Matrix. Here, their power was absolute, unchained, heightened, sharpened to its intended design.
And yet the Red King had just crippled seven Alpha-Omega Overgod-tier Champions of the Root as if they were little more than unruly children. It wasn't brute force alone. His strength was undeniably high, but still technically within the scope of an Early Alpha-Omega Overgod.
