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A force of a kind I’ve never experienced before weighs on my shoulders.

A tyrannical attitude that seems to want to put everything under one’s feet.

“Huh… … !”

It’s not easy to shake off.

Even if you resist by simultaneously summoning up both magic and power, the best you can do is resist without getting on your knees.

It doesn’t seem to be simply a question of strength.

I feel like there’s a more fundamental problem involved.

I’m not exactly sure what it is, but one thing is certain.

That is the power of the Apostle of Arrogance.

“That’s amazing.”

Chris Emir came towards me with his back half bent and looked down at me as if he was enjoying it.

Whether it’s because he used his power or not, the guy’s pupils have changed from blue to a swirling black that makes it seem like you’ll be sucked in if you look at him.

“There’s only been one person who’s ever endured this.”

“That’s… , what an honor… !”

I don’t know what your intention was when you said that, but it gave me strength.

The fact that someone has already resisted this energy before me means that it is not a perfect force.

Then, can’t I break it as much as I want?

“Hoooo.”

I don’t care how my opponents who were ahead of me broke it.

I just break and destroy things in my own way.

So what should I use as a means?

The answer is set.

As always, I use my gluttony to devour everything…!

Churp!

The gluttony that whetted my appetite opens its mouth and bites the energy that weighs down on its shoulders.

The energy torn off by the sharp teeth seeps into the body.

At the same time, a dull pain strikes my abdomen.

“Huh…!?”

It felt like I was being repeatedly hit with body blows while defenseless.

I realized it in an instant.

The power of arrogance is the only poison in this world that gluttony must overcome.

I only took a bite, but I wonder what would have happened if I had swallowed all that energy.

I shake off the chills running down my spine, and straighten my bent back.

Eye level is equal again.

Regret flashes in the eyes of the person looking at me.

“How cruel. Why are all the people I like always my enemies instead of my allies?”

“I guess the first one was an enemy too?”

“I don’t think I can sum up my relationship with that person in one word, but yes, we were enemies in the end.”

Chris smiles bitterly as he recalls memories of the past.

Without missing that moment, I rush in and stab the guy with my sword during his opening.

Then something amazing unfolded before my eyes.

Fight!

“… … !”

The tip of the sword flying towards the opponent’s neck was blocked by something and bounced off.

The strange sensation I felt for the first time in my life while holding the sword in my hand still remains intact and makes my head dizzy.

What the hell was that?

It wasn’t a shield or anything.

It wasn’t the same kind of power as the boundary of denial that Yoon Myeong-ho used.

I was full of questions, but the feeling that remained in my hand now drew a line for me, dispelling all my doubts.

impossibility.

With the strength I have now, I can never break through that.

“… It was so full of loopholes that I wondered what I could possibly believe in, and that was it.”

“If you want to turn the world into your enemy, you need to have these kinds of means.”

A guy who answers with a blank expression and only the corners of his mouth curled up.

He crushes the remaining feeling in his hand and draws the sword again.

Kaang!

Just like before, the sword bounces off something in front of Jeongsu-ri.

A sense of deepening constantly urges me to give up.

Of course I ignored it.

If I was going to give up after just one or two stabs, I wouldn’t have survived until now.

“Sigh-!”

Kaang!

visor!

Whether the force of the attack is strong or weak.

No matter how you attack, the result is always the same.

Before it could even touch the guy’s body, something deflected the sword.

okay.

It doesn’t bounce off, it turns around.

It’s like trying to enter a restricted area and getting caught by the guard and kicked out.

Either the strength is lacking or the shield is strong.

Rather than seeing it as a problem of that kind, it would be more correct to see it as having lost the right to attack.

Then why?

If it’s not that you lack strength, then what on earth is it that you lack that causes you to lose your qualifications and return time after time?

He swings his sword again and again, thinking and thinking again.

The guy just stood there and took all those attacks.

The sinister smile on his lips speaks volumes.

To attack harder, and no matter what you do, to eventually become frustrated and crumble when you realize that there is no way to attack yourself.

Bam!

I grit my teeth, feeling the humiliation flowing through my blood.

The flame that had been quietly burning near the center of the body rapidly expands in size and gains strength.

Right now, he has enough strength to fight Lu Bu at full strength and win in under a minute.

But it’s no use.

Kaang!

Black is still blocked by an unknown wall, unable to move forward.

Let’s go back to the beginning and think again.

What is lacking?

There is definitely something there.

Something he has and I don’t.

Something very small and insignificant, but something that divides the guy and me so clearly.

As I keep thinking about it, I feel like I’m getting a little closer to something that used to feel so far away.

The decisive clue to narrowing the gap is ‘difference’.

The difference between him and me.

For a moment, the guy looks a little different in my vision, which is blurred by the sweat dripping down my face.

“… … ?”

What should I say?

It was right before my eyes, but I had to say that it seemed like it wasn’t there.

I’m not talking about illusions or anything like that.

A bit more advanced than that… , ah.

“Dimension… ?”

The moment I say that word without realizing it, the distance between me and that thing narrows once again.

At the same time, a change came over the expression on the face of the guy who had been standing there leisurely.

“Up to there.”

A soft voice interrupts the ceaseless train of thought.

The distorted expression on the face of the guy I finally met was expressing his displeasure towards me.

“You’re someone I can’t let my guard down for even a moment.”

The area surrounding him begins to boil over.

Kukukuku…!

Kwaaang!

The ground shakes and tall buildings collapse without warning.

The sporadic fighting that had been taking place here and there all stopped.

The saint and Angela too.

They all have the same expression of shock.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the momentum of one person who had an impact on a wide area.

It gives me goosebumps.

That humans can be so strong.

I have come close to something that can shake such human emotions.

“Huh.”

It makes me laugh.

What on earth could it be?

What was so scary that he lost his composure and showed off his full force?

As I was thinking about it again.

Kukukukukuku…!

A black energy began to pour out of the guy’s body, swirling ceaselessly like a small typhoon.

They met in one place, collided, dominated and were dominated by each other, and their bodies expanded until they eventually formed one shape.

The finished form was a window.

A crude, large spear, as if it had been made by our ancient ancestors by cutting and carving large tree branches, rather than a neatly refined spear.

It looks like death to me.

A solid death that can never be escaped no matter how much you struggle or twist your body.

Maybe that’s why.

He asks the guy with a half-resigned look on his face.

“Is this my second time?”

He shook his head.

“You are the first, so know it as an honor.”

Before I knew it, the tone of speech had changed.

The innocent and bright boy has disappeared without a trace, and a solemn absolute being who holds everything under his feet has taken his place.

“I admit it. You are my mistake. But the absolute must be perfect.”

Black eyes that seem to be looking into an endless abyss stare clearly in this direction.

“So I will preserve my innocence by erasing you.”

A rough spear tip with thorns sticking out is pointed at me.

When faced with overwhelming fear, people freeze in place.

I didn’t know what that meant until now, but now I do.

“… This is how I feel.”

My body won’t listen to me.

You have to run away to avoid death, but it’s as if the ground and the soles of your feet are one and you won’t leave.

In the meantime, I realize this while looking at the window symbolizing death that has quickly approached me.

It’s too late to avoid it.

I realized too late that it was not in my nature to accept death so easily.

So he swings his sword towards the death on the tip of his spear.

Phage crackle-!

Black currents jumping in all directions.

I desperately push my arm in to support the blade that is being pushed back without mercy.

If I’m not careful, my arm might fly off, but my life is at stake right now, so what’s the big deal?

“Ugh… !”

He reaps the gluttony he had shared with others and sustains his body as a whole.

lack.

Push the fierce flames burning fiercely in the pit of your stomach into the maw of gluttony.

A dark red flame that blooms from the power of gluttony and rage burns the soul and causes suffering.

As much as that pain.

Don’t miss it!

Kwajik!

The sword digs into the tip of the spear.

I’m getting impatient.

If I just put in a little more effort, I think I could split this window in two.

But it is impossible.

Just by thrusting the blade into the tip of the spear, my soul was already blackened.

Kwajik!

The blade twisted as it dug into the tip of the black spear, and soon the entire sword crumbled into dust.

I let go of his hand without any hesitation.

It seems like he’s struggling enough in the face of death.

As I slowly closed my eyes and prepared to face the approaching death.

Phew!

Someone shoved my body hard.

I looked back at my original spot with half-closed eyes, and saw someone else standing where I should have been.

“I told you, right?”

She continued speaking, spitting out a handful of dark red blood from her mouth.

“I will never let you… die.”

dump!

After saying those words, the saint collapsed helplessly.

“Sophia-!”

“Saint!!”

The desperate cries of her colleagues calling her that way tore at my heart without mercy.