575 Baptism [15]

"Haa…"

A sigh resounded through the battlefield.

To those weaker beings, this sigh didn't mean anything. They simply ignored it and continued their battles. But to the experts present, this sigh had a completely different intent.

In that moment, Odin's momentum halted. His hand was already pressed into Damien's neck, drawing a few drops of blood. If he had stopped his movements only a second later, Damien's head would've been cut clean off.

But regardless of how intentional and skillful his actions looked, Odin knew best that this halting wasn't his intent at all. A strange and profound law fluctuation appeared around him, disallowing him from moving further.

No matter how he tried to push his mana, no matter how he tried to counter these laws with his own, all his attempts were futile. Despite the amount of time that had passed since he first met Aishia, Odin hadn't made too much progress in the Demigod realm.