CHAPTER 282: DIVINE SINGULARITY

Zarek looked at this Lord with a stunned expression on his face. Were they really going to fight right now?

Despite her look which made her look calm and intelligent, she seemed to be a hot headed person.

"Lord, isn’t it inappropriate to attack them right now?" Zytharia was the voice of reason right now as she spoke with a tentative expression.

The woman turned towards Zytharia and said, "And let those bugs go away with the guts to steal our Saint?"

"But how do we find them? Most especially if the Dragons find out that we are going after the Mythos Race, then in our absence, they might take the opportunity to attack the human race." Zytharia hurriedly persuaded her.

"Hmm, you are right."

She nodded her head and sat back down. The broken throne repaired itself the moment it was about to meet her butt.

Zarek looked at this with a strange expression; it was as if time itself had rewound for her.

Just then, his three skills were successfully able to combine themselves, and he gained a new skill...

[The three exclusive skills Divine Attunement, Divine Affinity, and Divine Body have merged together to form a new exclusive skill for the host:

Divine Singularity]

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Divine Singularity

The unity of the three divine skills, does everything the three skills do but better.

...

’This...’ Zarek looked at his new skill. He could feel it, the Divine Energy was condensing inside his body.

All his low-level divine energy quickly converted into mid-level divine energy, and it didn’t stop there as it continued to condense.

Previously, his body had both levels of divine energy because he had basically devoured that divine energy woman, and the prayers converted were all low-level divine energy.

But now all the divine energy inside his body went into its uniform state and was condensing more to become high-level divine energy.

Zarek could immediately feel the changes; his raw strength was increasing at an alarming rate even from his previous state.

’I wonder how strong I will be now?’ he thought as he tightened his fist, and the air instantly discombobulated from the sheer force with which he moved his muscles.

Also, he noticed that he could actively control divine energy now. Curious, Zarek tested it without a thought, extended his hand, and a fistful of divine energy gathered at his palms.

His blue pupils reflected the fistful of divine energy with thoughtfulness.

He could definitely use it to transform into different weapons and even armor if he wanted, just like Aura or Lightning.

Curious, he checked the lightning core. The mana had merged with it, but the transformation process was still ongoing. He didn’t know what would come out of it.

"He’s able to control Divine Energy?"

"Did the Divine Feather also boost that for him?"

"That shouldn’t be possible."

The demi-gods were whispering among themselves, their chatter buzzing like spectators watching a thrilling television series unfold.

Zarek didn’t really care about their whispers for now. All he wanted was to understand divine energy and how to advance further. He could always endure harsh, masochistic training, but first, he needed to know which direction to adapt to for the fastest growth.

"You seem to have a natural talent for Divine Energy," Zythaira said gently.

"I’m honored," Zarek replied casually, sweeping his hand as the fistful of divine energy solidified into gloves with spiky edges. This was the weapon he had chosen after careful consideration, optimal for his style.

"Speak," Zythaira continued. "Since we are all of the human race, and you hold the authority of a Demi-god, what is it that you want?"

"Really?" Zarek raised an eyebrow, hardly believing he was getting more free stuff. Who wouldn’t like free stuff?

"Yes, so speak," she chuckled. "You already possess physical strength far beyond your level, and your mastery of Divine Energy is at a point many Demi-gods can’t even reach. So, what more do you want?"

Zarek glanced at his glove, then jerked his hand sharply. The two gloves converted into mid-level divine energy instantly, flowing back into his body. "I want a weapon capable of harming others, even if it costs me everything."

Her expression turned strange but she still accepted nevertheless. "Very well. I shall grant your wish."

A crimson light erupted, bathing the entire space in a fiery glow.

Before Zarek materialized a massive sword, blood-red and seven feet tall, its jagged edges bristling with vicious spikes. An overwhelming presence of savage bloodlust radiated from the weapon, chilling his very soul.

"This weapon’s name is Sanguine Tyrant. It can channel the power of telekinetic energy and store high-level divine energy, even bloodline energy.

However, each time you wield it, it drains your stamina and exerts immense pressure on your body, enough to make it burst.

The pressure scales with how much power you pour into the sword, the more you push, the greater the feedback you’ll suffer," she explained, pushing the sword forward and it levitated in front of Zarek.

Zarek grasped the handle tightly and felt its weight. He muttered involuntarily, "Heavy."

Despite all the enhancements to his body, the weapon still felt unbearably heavy in his hands.

Zarek then moved the blade curiously, the pressing weight of the blade causing the wind to blow rapidly and heavily.

He couldn’t help but take another breather from the sheer weight that he was facing it from.

Then he applied his divine energy, Telekinetic energy, and bloodline into it.

It immediately shone with a bright red light.

’I want to test it out.’ Zarek’s pupils flashed with excitement, but unfortunately, there was no one here for him to test it out on.

"Do you want to fight those two Telekinetic Paragons to test it out?" the woman called Lord asked casually.

Zarek looked at the Telekinetic Paragons whose expressions were pale.

"Of course, if the Lord allows me to," he spoke with a radiant smile.

Eden and Aiken gulped simultaneously, looking at the giant bloody red sword.