Noah remained silent.
The Sword of Aries hummed softly in his grasp. Its divine aura continuously flowed into his body, while the sunlight pouring through the broken ceiling endlessly strengthened him. Every breath he took made his presence grow sharper.
The old man slowly raised his wooden staff.
"So…" he murmured, "show me. How much stronger you've become."
The moment the words left his mouth, the ground beneath Noah exploded.
Dozens of massive roots burst upward like giant serpents, each one thick enough to crush a carriage. They twisted through the ruins with terrifying speed, converging on Noah from every angle.
Noah vanished.
"Shadow Cloaking."
His figure dissolved into darkness just as the roots slammed into each other. Wood splintered violently, sending fragments flying in every direction.
The Necromancer King slowly turned his head, scanning the battlefield.
"Still hiding."
He tapped his staff against the ground.
