The Flesh Butcher slowly advanced, reaching out with his right hand into the shadow.
The God of Flame and Rekindling's face changed drastically, a fear beyond words spreading through his heart.
"Damn bastard! What are you doing, what are you doing?!!"
The Flesh Butcher remained unresponsive, while dark undead power from within him invaded the shadow.
The God of Flame and Rekindling wanted to stop it, but the Authority of the Swamp had sealed everything.
He was utterly unable to wield his own power.
He could only watch helplessly as the Flesh Butcher's power touched his soul core.
The next moment, fear surged wildly.
This headless undead was devouring his Origin Power... and it was the most core Power of Rekindling.
To make matters worse, the Power of Rekindling did not resist but instead flowed eagerly into him.
Panic peaked at this moment.
