She was forced to abandon her bowstring, and the energy-infused longbow was assimilated the instant it touched the liquid gold.
It seemed to foreshadow her own fate as well.
But Cynthia did not retreat; she marched straight towards the King of Gold.
This time, even the air was assimilated.
An unusual sensation came from beneath her feet; her peripheral vision caught sight of liquid gold creeping up from her ankles.
The King of Gold spread his arms wide, quietly accepting the brand-new divine artifact forged by a Middle-Level God into his hands.
And in that fleeting moment, he shifted just a step to the right, scarcely noticeable blue energy pierced through his chest, but it left no wound; the pierced place seemed to fall into a time vortex, becoming blurry, until a moment later, when the blue energy completely vanished, did it restore to normal.
The spread of liquid gold paused for a moment.
"Ethan, why not let me first deal with the obstructions?"
