Chapter 261 -259-Departure from the Trail Grounds
Within the resplendent palace, Sovok’s demeanor shifted from its previous nonchalance.
No longer did he regard Ethan as an insignificant insect. For the first time, he summoned his spell — the unique Elf forest magic.
"Arboreal Bind!" The Elf King Sovok bellowed.
From him emanated a dark mist that transformed into intertwining vines, weaving together into an immense net which then lunged towards Ethan.
Instinctively, Ethan sought to evade it. "It’s no use; I can’t dodge it," he murmured, realizing the implications. "No matter where I go, this vine-woven net seems to be able to engulf me. This isn’t like any regular spell."
At this, Sovok scoffed, "That, young one, is the fundamental difference between you and me. Ordinary beings may rely on powerful skills, but in the hands of a deity, even the most rudimentary skill can be imbued with the Power of Rules."
"Take this Arboreal Bind, for instance. It’s empowered with the Unerring Rule. No matter where you flee, you cannot escape its grasp. Evasion is futile against the Unerring Rule!"
Ethan was taken aback by this revelation. "Is this the power of a deity? Truly formidable."
Not far away, upon hearing Sovok’s words, the expressions of Oberlis, Quel, and the others darkened considerably.
"How can we possibly defeat such a Sovok..." Quel hesitated before voicing the disheartening thought.
Although his words might dampen morale, they also starkly represented the grim reality: facing such overwhelming power, death seemed the inevitable outcome.