Elder Maxim was enraged.
As a Legendary Bloodline who had survived from the same era as Duke Yoroc, and was even older by hundreds of years, the thing Elder Maxim detested most was that man who, despite his younger experience, was more beloved by the Gods, and had even been bestowed the Observation Holy Artifact, groomed as a Divine Favored... the lucky fellow.
"Yoroc! Yoroc! It's always Yoroc!"
"Yulster! You arrogant bastard! You must pay the price for your unforgivable words and actions!"
A tsunami-like spiritual power, carrying the dark red glow of the Blood Profanity Staff, crushed Yulster's psychic barrier.
Elder Maxim roared and bellowed, transforming into a colossal red giant of illusion, descending into Yulster's spiritual world.
The scenery around collapsed abruptly, and the world shifted as rapidly as a stack of building blocks, transforming into a gigantic Alchemy Workshop that had no visible end.
This was Yulster's soul workshop.
