An imposing and majestic aura swept around with Hela's words, and for a moment, it seemed as though the black-robed girl was the only one between heaven and earth.
"Damn, it fucking hurts!" Rein felt like his spine was about to break.
But, pain aside, after taking a kick, Rein noticed a problem: the opponent's strength didn't seem as god-like or invincible as he had imagined.
After all, if it were truly a god's true form, he would have been dead long ago.
Besides, Rein knew that when the Empire Emperor ascended to a demigod, the several true gods that descended were merely avatars.
So, this one here shouldn't be an avatar either...
The answer was quite obvious then.
The opponent was either a Saint descended or just a trace of a Will Projection!
But regardless of which it was, it didn't seem like a death sentence for him.
It's just... he needed to confirm it.
"Sorry, I choose neither." Rein rubbed his waist, squinting at the black-robed girl, and said.
