Joan ignored Gilles and stretched her hand out to Mark.
"I wish for you to join me. Help me in my fight against the gods and I will grant you all the wishes you could ever want. Together, let us bring forth a new age—the age of mortals."
Her outstretched hand beckoned to Mark invitingly, but from the way Mark was looking down at her like she was nothing but trash, Joan could tell what would come out of his mouth even before he spoke.
"Are you a fool?"
Joan's eyes narrowed in anger and she dropped her hand as she heard Mark talk. She did not bother to say anything as Mark continued.
"You want to fight against the gods? Do you have any idea what it means for you to do something like that? Do you know how powerful the gods are? Do you think overthrowing the gods is something you can plan and achieve just because of that?
"It's not like I'm friends with the gods. I am not someone who will come and tell you that the gods are the most just bunch. But the one thing I know about them, the only thing I can respect, is that the gods are stronger than you can ever imagine. They will destroy you before you can make it to their gates. They will erase your existence with a sneeze. You wish to kill the gods?
You wish to usher in the age of mortals? Don't make me laugh. You're only making a fool of yourself."
"You BASTARD!!"
Shink!
Gilles was already on his feet with his knife drawn, but Joan raised her hand as she saw Mark's eyes narrow into a glare. Joan knew that Gilles couldn't do anything to Mark. Just because Mark refused to come into her territory did not mean that he was afraid; it only meant that he was cautious. His power is nothing to scoff at.
Once Joan was sure that Gilles was not going to attack, she turned back to Mark.
"Are you sure you do not wish to join me? I can offer you far more than the gods ever did."
Mark scoffed.
"Don't delude yourself. I only swore my allegiance to one god. All the others can die for all I care. But you couldn't offer me water in the middle of an ocean. That is how powerless you are. Now, let's focus on why I came here today."
[Demonic Killer's Aura] has been activated.
"Gilles! Get inside! Now!"
Joan's voice echoed through the area and Mark saw Gilles rush to his feet and run into the museum to hide. Mark put his hand out as Gilles was rushing through the entrance.
[Void Slash]!
The Void Slash flew towards Gilles before bending around him and going towards the building! It slammed into the entrance pillars and took out most of the front wall.
SLASH!
Rumble!
Gilles stumbled as he heard the entire building beginning to rumble and he looked up to see many rocks falling from the roof.
"M-My lady –"
BOOM!
Gilles couldn't get out of the way quickly enough and the rocks slammed into him, crushing him under their weight. Mark watched curiously as the blood that spilled from Gilles was suddenly carried out from the rubble and flew into the building. A magic circle appeared on the floor around the building and all the defenses cast on the building suddenly vanished.
So Gilles was the one who cast all the defenses? They were all tied to him, so once he died, the defenses were immediately brought down.
Mark didn't rush into the building since he was still a little cautious. He walked up to the building calmly, but he stopped as the people that had been under Joan's control started to run towards him! Mark narrowed his eyes in annoyance. Was she trying to stop him with something like this?
Mark put his hand out and activated [Lightning Surge]!
Bzzt!
A massive wave of lightning flew out from Mark's hand and spread through the atmosphere, and Mark watched as all the people in front of him groaned in pain as they were electrocuted! Many of them were thrown back and the rest simply slumped to the ground, incapable of moving!
The Lightning Surge was an S-rank skill, so Mark reduced the output of his lightning surge so that the people wouldn't die. No human would be able to live if they were hit with an S-rank lightning skill. They were going to be experiencing phantom pains for the rest of their lives and some of them might even have some nerve damage.
But as far as Mark was concerned, it was fine as long as they weren't dead.