"So what I attempted to steal wasn't a New God, but a Sovereign already constructing a new and powerful Divine System?"
"But how is that possible? He just recently ascended!"
An inexplicable doubt led to numerous associations.
Brannigan widened his eyes, and in his heart, he finally made a quick and decisive decision befitting his title as the God of Deception.
He was going to end himself as quickly as possible.
"The skin can no longer be preserved, and even this quarter of my body and soul cannot escape."
"Normally, this dreadful deceiver shouldn't have control over Soul Authority, but now it's uncertain."
"Since he can dispatch a Subordinate God with Death Authority, there's a significant possibility that he also holds... Soul Authority related to death?"
A bitter thought flashed, and Brannigan acted immediately.
He dug into his knowledge of Mysticism, making a gesture of submission toward Tang Qi outside the narrative domain.
His voice reverberated eagerly.
