Alex was stunned at his own inability to lie. What had needed a dozen different people to use a specific array to make him do was now being done by a woman who made it look effortless.
Bladedance's eyes narrowed for a moment. She found it a little difficult to believe that the Storm God couldn't kill him. Ignoring Godslayer, who perhaps was the one actually impossible to kill, the body he currently held could easily be killed.
Even if he held the power of the Undying God, should the Storm God choose to, he could kill him.
That was what it meant to be a Half-God, a stage she could never reach.
"Do not lie to me," Bladedance said. "The Storm God would have no issue getting rid of this young man's body to get to you. How did you get away from the Sky God in the first place?"
"I'm not Godslayer!" Alex had to shout to get his words out under the pressure. "He's in me, but I'm not him. The Storm God sent me to Hell, not Godslayer."
