The will of countless citizens supported his body, and no matter what kind of impact he suffered, his royal body would never fall, and even the concept of "falling" could not be associated with it.
However,
a sharp pain came from his abdomen,
The second Death Row Inmate looked incredulously at his body, throughout the history of the royal power, this was his favorite armor, the armor that accompanied him in the most battles, the armor that ascended with him.
Even had minor conflicts with the Prison Director, it always remained perfect and flawless.
Now, a crack appeared at a position slightly above the abdomen.
Even if the armor itself could rapidly heal under the influence of divinity, this crack seemed quite strange, as if something was engraved inside it, impeding its repair.
Most importantly, there was even pain in the abdomen, a penetrating destruction extending deep into the body.
