Without waiting for the majestic presence from another dimension to react.
Charles's tone shifted: "Isn't this also the stinginess of Your Highnesses? I need Divine Power, a large amount of it. Divine Power can make me grow faster and also heal my injuries, but Your Highnesses have reduced your contributions by at least seventy percent from the beginning. My failure is not surprising."
[You've never succeeded, I see no return.]
[You still dare to make demands, with those pitifully few souls you've contributed?]
BOOM!
In the dispute among the Gods, a terrifying force suddenly descended, aiming straight at Charles's body.
He slightly opened his hands, allowing this force to enter his body, his soul, and even his mind.
But the next moment, buzz~
An even more bizarre, vast, and distorted aura erupted.
