As time passed, the Divine Incarnation bore more and more emerald scars.
As the number of scars increased, they intertwined, forming a dense, binding web.
This web, like an invisible shackle, tightly constrained the Divine Incarnation's body.
The Divine Incarnation's body grew weaker with the emergence of this emerald web, like a glass bottle about to shatter.
Under the erosion of this emerald force, the Divine Incarnation's powers continuously weakened.
The once-boundless divine power now slipped away like sand through an hourglass.
In the Divine Incarnation's eyes, there was a trace of panic and unease, as if it realized its end was near.
No matter how it resisted, it could not escape Lis's control.
Now, it was like prey enveloped by the web woven by Lis, soon to be served on his table.
As time went on, at a certain moment, all the emerald glow on the Divine Incarnation suddenly burst forth.
