His grip on his sword tightened.
Dust swirled around him, the scent of blood still sharp in the air.
'No time to complain about pain.'
He turned around, preparing to return to the location of the core of the World-Time Spell's magic circle.
"Don't worry. I'll make sure all of you return to your everyday lives," he said, leaving the parting words.
He had taken only a few steps when a cold presence brushed against his senses, halting him.
The voice voice rang.
I was late in my breakthrough.
If only I had been a few seconds faster, I would've become impervious to their attacks first and wouldn't have lost my head.
Zeus-no, not the corpse, but 'Zeus'-stood there.
His figure was transparent yet imposing.
Faint traces of lightning crackled along the edges of his form.
"An Intent Clone?" Neo murmured.
Is that what this body is called? Zeus' voice resonated, not heard but felt, pressing against
Neo's mind.
"Yes."
I see. Seems like you have reached a high mastery in this 'Intent'.
Neo was inwardly surprised. Zeus'
Intent clone couldn't use any attacks—it was a simple projection, unable to even speak.
It used Intent to project its thoughts directly into his mind.
Yet it remained, even after Zeus' death.
Suddenly, Zeus sighed.
I was worried no one had survived, but this is good enough.
At least one person is alive, and it seems you can use Intent too.
The Intent clone didn't ask the questions Zeus had always meant to ask.
What happened to Neo's parents?
Did Aides ever speak of Melinoë?
He didn't ask those questions.
It seemed Zeus noticed Neo's surprise as he continued speaking.
This projection won't last long.
Originally, I planned to use the last vestige of my power to try and destroy this world, hoping the resulting damage would damage those 'things' too in the aftermath.
However, there is no need to do that anymore.
Zeus stood tall before Neo.
Lightning danced faintly along his form as he looked down at him with a commanding gaze. But Neo didn't cower back.
Both of them stared into each other's eyes.
I apologize, Zeus suddenly said. Even if you were Aides' son, it was wrong of me to attack you due to my personal agenda when we first met.
His words took Neo by surprise, leaving him frozen for a moment.
Zeus didn't wait for Neo's reply and placed his hand over Neo's head.
I've learned this technique to transfer one's techniques to another.
Gaia told me it was created by a swordmaster.
Before Neo could react or move, a surge of information flooded his mind.
His body stiffened as he tried to push away, but it was already too late.
Zeus' form quivered violently as he used his body-formed of pure Intent-and transferred it all to Neo.
'Fuck... not this again...' Neo thought, struggling to maintain control of his body during the sudden flow of information.
His surroundings blurred, and a sharp headache pounded through his skull.
I could only put a single technique in this body. That's all I can give you. But I hope this will help you survive.
Neo had to plant his sword into the ground to keep from collapsing after Zeus stopped.
Neo. Zeus spoke seriously. Run away. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
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