The Grand Duke watched coldly from his throne, his aura towering like an abyssal god as he raised his hand, "Dark Commandment—Execute!"
The moment his palm dropped, the execution sigil ignited in full. The entire chamber shook as torrents of destruction poured down upon Jacob, engulfing him in cataclysmic light.
Space fractured. The laws screamed. The audience's view darkened, and through it all, Jacob did not move.
Furthermore, the Deathless Prince's body seemed to have changed as his giant stature shrank down and became slenderer, while his robes changed as well.
At first sight, it would appear that it was because of the dark commandment, but when a kaleidoscopic light revolved around his body, things changed.
His figure stood perfectly still amid the roaring obliteration, his dark windbreaker fluttering in the destructive storm. The dark lightning crashed against his jade skeleton body, trying to unravel his soul, but he didn't even twitch.
