Many found hope blossoming in their chest. They thought they might finally see the end of the Fiends in the Divine Lands. The dark shadow that had lorded over them all their long lives would end!
Lind did not share in their hope. He would not celebrate until the Bastard was 3 days dead. Also, while the effect was powerful, it was not truly infinite. He was not a God.
It did exactly what it was supposed to do, buy him some time to recover. The Bastard was currently using various methods, artifacts, and even some treasures Lind had not heard of before.
Some strange crystal that was also a liquid, for instance, snapped outward and even Lind thought it would reach before the energy exhausted itself.
After nearly a solid week of near hysterics, the Bastard finally stopped. Cheers rose as those watching thought the end was finally near but Lind felt a chill.
The Bastard was no longer panicked, just calm. He assumed a lotus position in midair yet was not cultivating.
