In his rule-state form, Caelan still wore a cold, indifferent expression.
However, his gaze still shifted toward Yorick and Karsus.
That was because he could clearly sense that something terrifying seemed to be gestating inside the grave in front of Yorick.
The power of death rules seemed to be mixed with resentment, as well as Yorick's own power.
These mottled rule powers were all stirred together, giving off an unprecedented sense of chaos.
"Die!!"
Karsus's furious roar suddenly came from the direction of the grave.
The next moment, countless torn pages of the Requiem of Death shot toward Caelan like sharp swords.
Karsus was clearly buried deep underground and could not see anything at all.
Yet somehow, he was still able to lock onto Caelan's position with absolute precision.
In the blink of an eye, the swords formed from the Requiem of Death collided with Caelan's spatial blade storm.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Violent explosions immediately rang out.
