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Since he had been staring so intently at the Daughter, everyone, including her, thought the Great Ugor would go for her straight away. As the strongest and the source of the rebellion, he would win as soon as she was taken out of the fight, even if he couldn't kill her.

However, the Great Ugor's feint had succeeded.

He reappeared in front of Jigak and put his hands around his head. Jigak couldn't even react before the Great Ugor locked eyes with him, forcing Jigak to stare into the black jewel in his eye socket.

Jigak's eyes grew hazy as his vision was covered by a layer of murky grey. Suddenly, his thoughts grew very distant. His view changed after a few moments as he turned around and looked at the Daughter.

Jigak's thoughts moved in slow motion, and he couldn't find it within himself to question why his view changed.

It meant he had turned around. But why? He couldn't be bothered. It had nothing to do with him.

The others could only see that the underworld energy around Jigak had calmed down and that his gaze was a little vacant. They had no idea what the Great Ugor had just done. No, the Daughter knew, and the others could figure it out.

The Great Ugor had used the black gem that carried the powers of the Underworld to control Jigak and turn him against the Daughter and the others against his will.

Mierev might have failed, but the Great Ugor didn't lose out if he could take the one who defeated Mierev to fight for him instead.

Yanael and the others took a step backward and assumed defensive postures in front of Zach's statue. They had seen how strong Jigak was. Although it looked like he was focused on the Daughter, there was no way to be sure with the dazed expression he had.

"Assist me," the Daughter said before raising a hand and catching Jigak's fist like it was a pebble.

Yanael, Alzara, and Mandra exchanged looks. This was it. No one would win the fight against the Great Ugor for them unless they helped.

Yanael summoned her weapons, wings, and halo and assumed a stance directly in front of Zach. She would keep their Master safe. Alzara and Mandra nodded. They would fight Jigak and the Great Ugor with the Daughter.

Alzara whipped out her daggers and coated them in Curses of Decay, Misfortune, Weakness, and Fear. She wasn't sure how much they would do, especially Fear since Jigak didn't seem to be in his right mind. But they would do something, and something was better than nothing.

Mandra's blue eyes and hair glowed slightly and she started floating above the ground as she roused the magical energy filling her body. No, her magical energy wasn't just filling her body.

Mandra's entire body was magical energy of a quality that no mage could ever hope to match. Her entire existence was magic.

In her current state, she could only use a fraction of the power that came from being a being of magic. Her output was limited, but she still had an almost endless supply of magical energy.

And as she stretched her fingers and played with the streams of magical energy swirling around her, she felt it. She felt what Soara had noticed.

Currently, Zach's vessel was incredibly durable. His body was strong ordinarily as well. But the Basilisk's petrification on him was the coalescence of its petrification ability. It was the strongest form of its ability. It was supposed to keep anyone capable of killing it petrified until they died. It was harder than its armor and the petrification on anyone else had been.

That petrification had swallowed Zach's body. The only thing that hadn't turned to stone was his world essence energy, something that even surpassed the Basilisk's dying trump card. The petrification had even used the solid foundation that was Zach's body to grow even harder. The more solid his body was, the more effective the petrification. Find adventures on My Virtual Library Empire

That meant his body could handle the strain of his familiars' presence and existence increasing. They could bring more of their strength to the world without Zach's body crumbling under the pressure.

For as long as Zach was consumed by the petrification, the familiars who had extra strength to harness, could harness part of that extra strength and show the world what being a Deity of Death meant—what being an Archon meant.

Technically, Zach's body should also be very safe from any attacks, but Yanael wouldn't take any chances.

Feeling the shackles around her ease slightly as she weaved her magical energy to create a translucent armor around herself, Mandra's lips rose in a minuscule smile.

If it hadn't been for the shivers running down the spines of everyone in the room, they wouldn't have noticed such a slight change in her expression.

But when everyone who had hair on their necks felt that hair rise and point away from Mandra like it wanted to escape, they had no choice but to notice.

The Great Ugor looked at Mandra with wary eyes. The Daughter glanced at her before turning back to Jigak and throwing him into the wall with a sudden flick of her arm. Jigak crashed into the wall, which, just like the floor, had bathed in underworld energy for millennia and turned into a material harder than any stone.

The wall cracked.

Jigak spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes turned white.

Unfortunately, he was an underworlder, and he was on the sixth layer, and he was one of the underworlders with the greatest affinity for underworld energy.

He couldn't die from such injuries even if he wanted to. Black fog surged around his body like a swarm of angry bees, repairing his injuries in seconds.

But the Daughter wasn't even looking at him when he peeled himself off the wall, dropped into the moat, and waded toward her. She only looked at the Great Ugor. To be exact, she looked at the black gem in his eye socket.

That was hers.

This time, it was the Daughter who disappeared from the spot.