Chapter 113.2

Even when Gang-jin blasted his cold magic to clear the debris, it only worked momentarily.
The debris kept replenishing, falling endlessly from the sky and being swallowed by the rift in the ground.

Woo-jin continued to meticulously calculate Gang-jin’s line of sight, concealing his movements amid the falling debris as he fought.

Gang-jin noticed this.

‘Even with all that power, he’s not overconfident—he’s fighting tactically.’

It was overwhelming.

A man who was practically a walking natural disaster, wielding his power with strategic finesse, was something Gang-jin could only describe as terrifying.

And yet, Gang-jin also felt exhilarated.

This was the first time he had ever faced such a powerful opponent.

Eventually.

“!”

As if it were inevitable, Gang-jin lost sight of Woo-jin completely.

The Iron Dragon Staff traced a turquoise arc, piercing into Gang-jin’s body.

*Boom!!!*

The impact of the electric shock roared violently.

Even its raw physical force alone was immensely destructive. Gang-jin glimpsed death for a fleeting moment.

*Thud!*

Gang-jin’s body was hurled through the air like a ball, crashing through falling debris multiple times. He quickly created a Cube to halt his momentum, preventing himself from being flung out of the battlefield.

His insides were in disarray.

His bones were all shattered.

Gang-jin coughed up blood and let out a faint chuckle.

“Well done, Ahn Woo-jin….”

*Crack.*

But there was no time to dwell in admiration.

A crack appeared right in front of him.

Woo-jin, cloaked in lightning, emerged from it, ready to swing the Iron Dragon Staff again.

Gang-jin could clearly see the unwavering determination in Woo-jin’s eyes—the resolve to eliminate the opponent before him.

Gang-jin had always considered himself the strongest in Neo Seoul, second only to Goliath.
No one had ever pushed him to the brink.

But this man was different.

It was an overwhelming feeling.

For the first time, Gang-jin was experiencing what it was like to be dominated.

In a split second, Gang-jin’s instincts kicked in, screaming a chilling warning from deep within.

How could he counter Woo-jin’s power of Space Domination?

How could he possibly defeat this monster?

Gang-jin had always prided himself on his Blue Lotus Prison, a technique so powerful it could take down anyone in Neo Seoul in a single blow. But against Woo-jin, it felt no more threatening than a child’s plaything.

Gang-jin understood this.

That was why he had saved his trump card.

Without “that technique,” he knew he couldn’t win against Woo-jin.

Gang-jin clenched his fists, drawing forth his magic.

*Fwoosh!!!!*

He unleashed an explosive wave of cold air.

Woo-jin swung his Iron Dragon Staff, but his strike hit only empty air.

“……”

His feet touched something, and before he knew it, he was standing.
Blinking, he found himself in a scene reminiscent of the Blue Lotus Prison, yet different.

The space was a mysterious realm made entirely of beautiful ice sculptures.

Blizzards swirled, and the unknown world was illuminated by pale blue magic emanating from the ice.

It was a scene that didn’t belong anywhere near Neo Seoul.

A short distance away stood Gang-jin, both men locking eyes.

The cold in this ice world was far more intense than anything Woo-jin had felt in the Blue Lotus Prison.

‘The coordinates…?’

Woo-jin tried to set coordinates, thinking it was a space similar to the Blue Lotus Prison, but something prevented it.

“You can’t leave this place.”

Gang-jin spoke in a calm voice.

“The jammer protecting the Central Tower blocks magic flow, and it’s based on the principles of my magic.”

“This is the same kind of space?”

“Yes. This is the power of my unique ability, ‘Cube.’ The makeshift Blue Lotus Prison couldn’t stop your magic flow, but here, you won’t be able to escape.”

Gang-jin’s blue eyes glinted with a cold light.

Unique Ability: Cube.

Secret Technique.

Magic Technique Type 5, “Absolute World.”

Woo-jin probed the space, sensing its magic and testing coordinates to understand its principles.

‘The flow of magic is blocked… by walls.’

The coordinate settings were hindered by what seemed to be walls.

In this magical realm, barriers isolated it from the original world, and any magic flow that touched the walls appeared to freeze.

Therefore, he could not use his spatial abilities to escape.

“This cold… does it affect the caster too?”

The cold within the Absolute World was seeping into both Woo-jin and Gang-jin.

“The cold here isn’t composed of magic. It’s just a byproduct. And it offers an equal death to all.”

It was effectively a self-destruct mechanism.

“If you die first, I’ll undo the magic technique. That’ll be my victory. If I die first, the technique will dissolve on its own. That will be your victory.”

*Slash.*

Gang-jin once again gripped his ice blade and assumed a battle stance.

From this point on, it was no longer just a fight.

The cold would relentlessly sing of mutual destruction.

“This is the end.”

…However.

“You… seem to have forgotten something.”

“What?”

Woo-jin let out a frosty sigh of exasperation and slowly raised his arm.

“My ability.”

Woo-jin’s ability was Space Domination.

The thought of ‘what if’ struck Gang-jin’s mind like a hammer.

No matter how absurd Woo-jin’s growth rate, no matter how much of an anomaly he was, he was still only newly ascended to the 7th Tier.

Gang-jin believed his ultimate technique wouldn’t be easily overcome.

But there was something he overlooked.

Woo-jin had already surpassed common sense.
For someone like him, breaking free of established limits once more was hardly out of the question.

Woo-jin extended his raised right arm, channeling his Space Domination magic.

Upon reaching the 7th Tier, a unique ability’s power didn’t just increase in potency. Its mobility, versatility, and other attributes evolved, developing in a multifaceted manner.

Woo-jin had previously manipulated the form of his cracks when facing Hong Bin, one of the Gluttonous Twins, and when combating the Spartoi squad that invaded Lee Se-Ah’s hideout.

He had reshaped the cracks to his will.

Following the same principle, Woo-jin began to reshape the form of the cracks again.

*Fwoosh!*

Mysterious magic, interwoven with blue and purple, surged from Woo-jin’s hand.

Meticulously and precisely, he manipulated the magic.

*Crack!!*

A colossal rift appeared, enveloping the Absolute World.