As Trent Marsh ascended higher and higher, a red blood fog began to gather around him.
Initially, the blood fog was faint, but as the altitude increased, the red grew more intense.
Julius Reed felt the blood in his body starting to boil.
The Divine Blood inexplicably began to stir.
Now, he was utterly convinced; the blood in Trent Marsh's body was indeed Divine Blood!
This familiar feeling, this formidable strength, could not possibly be anything else.
Julius Reed retreated once more, always maintaining a reasonable distance.
As long as the distance was sufficient, he could suppress the boiling Divine Blood.
In the distance.
Trent Marsh was already surrounded by blood-red mist, like burning flames.
Boom!
A muffled sound!
Like Heavenly Thunder striking down!
The blood fog entirely entered Trent Marsh's body.
An invisible aura exploded outward from Trent Marsh as the center, in all directions!
The Umbral Ones and their weapons defended, but it was all futile.
