He raised a scalpel, intending to first peel off a bit of skin tissue and collect some fresh blood in passing.
Clang.
But in the end he couldn't even cut Duncan's skin.
"Transcending the Extraordinary into the Sacred?"
"No."
"This is the immunity of a Divine Spirit." Airenicas was shocked by the power of a True God.
Duncan was immune to all enchanted weapons of +3 or lower, and Mortal weapons had no effect on Him whatsoever.
If Airenicas wanted to cut his skin, he'd have to first find a weapon at least of High-tier Marvel level.
If the Divine Format level were higher, only a Legendary Weapon could penetrate His defenses.
Duncan said nothing; he merely raised a finger and lightly slit his own arm. A strand of Divine Blood seeped out, but in an instant it healed over.
What a terrifying Regeneration Ability.
Airenicas' pupils constricted slightly as he carefully collected that bit of blood. Divine Blood was something even a Legendary Mage could hardly get their hands on.
