With a scream, Quintinus was enveloped by the explosion. His Caeloros Lights flared up, shining through the blood and flesh. The self-destruction of Mordecai and Dillon severely injured him. His body was riddled with holes and greatly weakened. He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, then lifted his head furiously.

“You bunch of ants shouldn’t pretend to be heroic in front of me. I’ll fulfill your death wishes.”

He spread his hands and summoned nine divine knives around him. They circled him,