Taste my power

The reconstruction continued for another two minutes before the blinding radiance surrounding the three finally began to fade. Their trembling bodies gradually became still, and the overwhelming pressure that had filled the chamber dissipated alongside the light.

All three pantheons immediately released heavy breaths, their chests rising and falling rapidly as they struggled to recover. Their eyes were bloodshot, their bodies drenched in sweat, and yet something else had changed.

Liam could feel an aura surrounding each of them.

It was faint compared to his own presence, yet it was unmistakably different from the ordinary aura of a mortal. The three individuals now carried traces of his authority within themselves, making their very existence feel heavier than before.

"How was it?" Liam asked casually, as though he had merely given them a new piece of clothing. "The portion of my power that I have entrusted to you?"