Chapter 3105

Severin shook his head solemnly. "I will not grant unto you that luxury." No sooner had he uttered those words than the horror-stricken Oliver felt the thread of his destiny severed abruptly. Though enlightenment had eluded him since time immemorial, death had found him swiftly. An almighty force that spanned across the realm and poured light over time and space obliterated him in an instant. Helpless against such overwhelming power, Oliver knew his demise was imminent. Yet, the primal instinct to survive drove him to one final, manic, desperate act—self-destruction. The power from a royal celestial's self-destruction was formidable enough to threaten the very fabric of the Nine Heavens. Fractures appeared across Oliver's body, and destructive light burst from the cracks. However, all form of resistance proved futile against a quasi-celestial regent like Severin. Severin then remarked expressionless, "I had intended to spare a fragment of your soul, as your plans in the devil realm