Chapter 263: Fighting A Phantom
Chapter 263: Fighting A Phantom
The scream shook the very air around me.
The Phantom suddenly pounded its own chest with both fists, the sound echoing like war drums across the sky. Then it let out another cry—not of rage, but of anguish—before collapsing to one knee. Its massive armored body trembled, and the Deathmist around it surged in jagged, uneven bursts.
My wings flared instinctively as I hovered, eyes locked onto the creature. Something was wrong.
The Deathmist churning around its body wasn’t as violent anymore. It hesitated.
“What is this…?”
I focused, trying to make sense of it. That’s when a forgotten memory stirred—one of a passive skill I had never seen in action, until now.
[Executor’s Halo (Passive)]:
A passive aura of absolute authority. Reality subtly aligns around you, enhancing Essence flow and suppressing disorder. Beings that defy the Original Command instinctively recognize you as an enemy and react with fear or hostility.
My eyes narrowed.
That was it. This creature—this abomination born from corrupted Essence and anti-life—was recoiling from my very presence. My body, my aura, my existence… it was poison to it. A threat. An offense to its nature.
It was afraid of me.