Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 602.1: You’re Worthy? (1)

Gods had become nothing more than a concept to most in the present Sia Continent, but Roel, having experienced the ancient era through the Witness State, knew just what kind of existence the gods were.

Putting aside the second and subsequent generations of small-fry gods, who diluted the weight of the term, gods were beings who possessed absolute power in the Sia Continent. They could be Race Sovereigns or transcendents who had uncovered the root of a domain.

They were not existences mortals could make light of.

Today, without the blessing of the Witness State or the Six Calamities’ help, Roel was forced to confront the terrors of a god with his own strength as a mere Origin Level 2 transcendent.

He looked at the gigantic egg floating in the sky, followed by the unharmed Deviant Sovereign standing right next to it. The tables had been turned now. Unlike before, it put a huge strain on him to even just look at Banjol.

So much mana was concentrated in the sky that it felt almost solid.

Banjol gazed down upon the others as if he was the ruler of the world. Every being, from the central battlefield to the outer perimeter of the desert, felt intimidated by his divine presence. Even the unintelligent demonic beasts instinctively submitted to him.

Wilhelmina, despite having reached Origin Level 1, also felt a piercing pain in her eyes when she looked at the figure floating in the sky.

Things were worse for Roel, who was shouldering the bulk of the pressure. He felt excruciating pain in both his eyes and his body as if someone was scraping layers of flesh away from him. Yet, he found himself completely helpless to resist.

He wasn’t just overpowered here; he was outclassed.

“…So, this is a god?”

Roel gritted his teeth as he glared at Banjol with his golden eyes, obstinately refusing to lower his head.

The sounds of clashing swords and exploding spells on the battlefield had also come to a halt. Both humans and deviants found their movements restricted. The high transcendents were still able to remain on their feet by channe

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