Chapter 45

Alex's POV

As the old Alex, I couldn't help but tremble in fear as George's immense strength became evident. Memories of the elite warriors sparing at him and witnessing the severe damage they suffered flashed through my mind. Facing him in this tight situation was beyond anything I had ever imagined, a battle where our powers were almost evenly matched.

However, I refused to be the weak Alex they had tried to kill before. I had grown stronger and more capable of fighting back. In fact, I believed I could defeat them now.

My intention was to save them, to free them from the clutches of a deity that desired nothing but chaos. But their loyalty remained steadfastly devoted to this malevolent entity.

"You little shit! Do you honestly believe you can defeat me now? You're still the same pathetic disaster from the Zidian pack," George taunted, attempting to rile me up. But I wouldn't take the bait.

"If anyone is pathetic here, it's you, not me. Remember, I'm