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Kim Do-jin was engulfed in flames.

When the saint saw this, great worry appeared in her eyes.

“Dojin-ssi… .”

The flames surrounding him were obviously unusual.

A fiercely burning red fire that seems ready to burn away anything it desires.

In it, Kim Do-jin was suffering even more.

In fact, he was struggling not to lose consciousness due to the extreme pain he felt all over his body.

‘If you lose your mind, it’s over.’

It was an ignorant method.

Adding more heat to the already hot weather that feels like my whole body is melting.

A method that even those who aren’t quite crazy enough to think of would be reluctant to even attempt.

Even the way he had thought of the number was so reckless that he was half-doubting, but his pained face was filled with confidence.

This time too, I chose the correct answer while avoiding numerous wrong answers.

‘It works.’

The energy taken from Ayush was like fat.

To be exact, it is bad fat that builds up in the blood vessels, obstructing blood flow and causing all sorts of problems in the body.

Because of this, the flow of magical power is impeded, and the circuits are constantly being damaged by the energy that generates heat.

If things continue like this, holes will appear all over the circuit and it will become irreversible.

So Kim Do-jin fought back.

I converted my rising anger into flames, accelerating the melting of the fat-like energy that was eating away at my body.

As a result, the energy is dissipating more quickly.

But here’s the question.

As the heat increases, doesn’t the damage to the body and soul also accelerate?

Fortunately, that didn’t happen.

The flames that burned with anger as their raw material clearly had the discernment to burn only the target that Kim Do-jin wanted.

“Hoooo… .”

Every time I exhale, a cloud of smoke laden with moisture and heat pours out.

It was smoke created by the vaporization of the energy that had been stuck to the circuit and body.

“Now I can finally live a little.”

When I let out all the smoke that was making me feel suffocated just by holding it in, peace finally came.

It would be difficult to say that the condition was very good.

To put it more precisely, we should say that we have overcome only the worst crisis.

But that was enough.

Because we have successfully overcome the most dangerous moments, gained experience, and developed coping strategies.

Swish.

The greed that had been hidden and intimidated by the one room prepared by the Apostle of Stinginess rises again.

The situation has not changed.

The huge lump that Ayush had built up was beyond the limits of what greed could digest.

A move that highlights the stingy will to somehow appease greed.

But she probably didn’t know.

In the future, there will be an apostle of greed who will have the power of wrath.

“Our Imoogi, let’s put on some new clothes.”

A red aura began to swirl around the black dragon-like creature.

A phenomenon that occurred when the power of anger that was located near the center was applied to greed.

The heat of anger greatly increased the digestive power of greed.

Enough to melt away even the energy that absolutely cannot be eaten in an instant.

Kyaaah!

A shiver of desire, a sensation I’ve never felt before.

Kim Do-jin gave an order to him with a smirk on his face.

“Eat it up.”

Without leaving anything behind.

Shaaah!

Greed rushed in again and bit Ayush.

Crunch!

The energy that is inevitably torn out.

But the situation was very different from the beginning.

As the energy of all things gathered together passed through the long passage of greed, the hot heat melted away the unnecessary things, and only the clean magic reached Kim Do-jin’s body.

The magical power that had been building up gradually further inflated Kim Do-jin’s momentum, while Ayush, who had lost his energy, shrank.

A completely reversed dominance.

The smile disappeared from Ayush’s face, which had been laughing like an idiot.

“This, this, this, how is it…?”

A guy who is bewildered by the results that are completely different from what he expected when he heard them from the goddess.

Meanwhile, Kim Do-jin has finished preparing for battle.

He divided the overflowing magical power into two and roughly struck the sword with both sides of his sword.

Kagagak…!

Fragments of magical power leap out.

The more this happened, the thinner and sharper the blade of the sword became.

This was the part he was pointing out.

A form in which the balance of the blade is ruined due to excessive sharpening, resulting in extremely low durability.

The cutting power is sharp, but it is a disposable blade that breaks after one use.

But it didn’t matter to Kim Do-jin.

Because he had an enormous amount of magical power flowing within his body, enough to create a disposable blade hundreds or thousands of times.

Kuung!

The ground shook and Kim Do-jin’s new form disappeared.

The place that appeared soon was right in front of Ayush’s eyes, who was still confused and didn’t know what to do.

After peeling off one layer, the true nature of Ayush as a human being is revealed to Kim Do-jin.

“Idiot.”

A fool who only relies on energy and doesn’t put in any effort.

A tin can that only radiates energy and crushes with overwhelming force, but lacks the wisdom to wisely overcome crises or the secret move to completely cut off the opponent’s lifeline.

Kim Do-jin’s sword fell on his head.

Wedge!

Ayush reacted to the lightning strike.

Thanks to the excellent response speed?

no.

It was just that my survival instinct sensed death and reflexively twisted my body to the side.

But that alone wasn’t enough to completely block Kim Do-jin’s attack that perfectly caught his opponent off guard.

Kwajik!

Kim Do-jin’s sword was stuck on the shoulder that he had not been able to pull out.

From the wound where the blade had dug more than halfway through, sticky, red blood gushed out, and at the same time, a look of surprise crossed the faces of both of them.

One side was attacked by me.

On the other hand, a blow that was made with all one’s might just end up blocking the attack.

“Ugh…, ugh…, huff…!”

Ayush swallows back the screams that burst out through his teeth.

The survival instinct that was awakened during my poor days when I was sleeping inside a full pig suppressed my screams.

Because surviving a threat always starts with enduring and persevering.

Either way.

Kim Do-jin kicked Akmun Ayush in the stomach and pushed him away, pulling out the sword that was stuck on his shoulder.

Break up!

After safely blocking the surging blood with his shield, he was overcome by thirst.

‘I need a stronger blow.’

It wasn’t something that just happened overnight, but rather a deep thirst that had been building up over a long period of time.

It all started when my sword, my only pride and self-esteem, met an opponent who was stronger than me and was unable to properly cut off his windpipe.

‘Is this all the swordsmanship I’ve accumulated throughout my life?’

I felt skeptical.

Was he acting like he was some kind of great person with just this level of swordsmanship?

With a sword meant to cut your opponents, you can’t even cut one thing properly?

‘no.’

Denied.

And he tried very hard to breathe life into the dead swordsmanship.

But such attempts have always ended in failure.

Because I couldn’t find a way.

‘How can I ring it?’

Strength, agility, stamina, and even magic power.

Nothing could be compared to Son Si-woo’s prime.

One light sword strike, each one comparable to the powerful strikes delivered during Son Si-woo’s time.

Therefore, further development of the ability itself was no longer possible.

No, it was meaningless, to be exact.

‘Even if I get faster and stronger, I won’t be able to cut that body perfectly.’

A deeper approach was needed.

But I don’t know.

‘How do I dig deeper?’

The swordsmanship he learned was simply a skill to cut down his opponents more efficiently and reliably.

And his swordsmanship is already true to its purpose.

It means that you have already dug deep enough.

So I was even more confused and curious.

‘How do you get deeper than this?’

And what awaits him there?

The lost gaze turns to the greed that has once again bitten off a handful of the opponent’s energy.

“… … .”

A question arises.

Greed, which takes the form of a snake, is a being that originates from the power of greed.

It sometimes bites the flesh itself, but sometimes, like now, it just bites and intercepts the spirit.

‘How is that possible?’

His eyes widen in shock at the question that strikes him like lightning.

I realized it.

In that doubt, there is a way to revive my swordsmanship that has lost its vitality.

‘If only I could cut not only objects that are in front of me, but also things that don’t exist.’

Once the idea was started, it started to accelerate rapidly.

* * *

The vibration rings.

Kuung!

Kukukuku…!

The shaking of the world caused by the collision of huge energies.

Now that the world’s attention is focused on it.

He easily hid in his destination and walked through the labyrinthine corridors with a familiar pace, arriving in front of the door where his target was located.

As expected, there was a sentry standing there.

Paladins who stood guard at the door without leaving their seats even in the midst of the commotion.

Needless to say, they couldn’t stop Chris’s steps.

“Who…, kekekeke!”

After easily cutting off their windpipes, Chris carefully opens the door they were guarding.

There was a man lying dead asleep on a huge bed.

And that guy was exactly what Chris wanted.

Chris’s gaze, consumed by a gentle joy, looked down at the man.

“Is this your first time seeing something like this?”

Chris speaks in a friendly manner.

That was the extent of the inner intimacy that had built up between them.

Why, isn’t there such a saying?

They say that the enemy of your destiny is close enough to know things that even your friends don’t know.

To him, it was like a man sleeping dead in bed.

And from then on, we will become closer.

He extends his hand.

“Thank you.”

I will use your strength as a foundation to fuel my ambitions.

Rest in peace now, my friend.

“Francis Meyer.”

It was the moment when the power of the hero representing humanity was transferred to the worst villain of humanity.