I had expected some kind of reaction from the demonic cultists upon activating [Divine Will].
But not like this.
Not to this extent at least....
"Fooh…"
A slow, steady breath escaped my lips. Short yet long. Calm yet unnaturally composed.
Then—
[Recalculating level…]
[Base Level: 141] → [+705]
[Temporary Level: 846]
The numbers flashed violently in my vision, the system's notifications blaring incessantly, yet they felt distant—irrelevant.
Because at that moment, something inside me ignited.
A sensation far beyond mere strength, beyond power, beyond comprehension—divinity itself.
It was so overwhelming, so all-consuming, that for a moment, it felt foreign—as if I were no longer myself, as if something greater had descended into my very being.
[Strength: EX]
[Agility: EX]
[Endurance: EX]
[Luck: EX]
[Power: EX]
My body was blazing with raw, unchecked power.
It surged through every fiber of my being, searing my existence with an overwhelming realization:
