The Author's POV

Ren's body… it was a complete mess. There were far too many distinct powers, and the demonic laws and Akashic laws were exhibiting signs of repulsion toward one another.

Ren was unfamiliar, yet familiar, with the Akashic Laws.

They… they were the laws that had been binding at this body for the past few centuries. He never wielded them before, but the moment he used them, it felt as though it was second nature to him.

Not to mention the golden runes and words that were circling around his body...

With just one look, it seemed as though he could decipher their meaning with just a look, and as he stared at his hands, which were coated in a white substance, he turned his attention back toward Waylan and pressed his palm forward.

Boom―!

"Futile."

Waylan dislodged the palm with a swift whack, causing it to splinter and fly off into the horizon. Following that, he launched a counterattack by pressing his own palm down.

A gigantic hand suddenly materialized above Ren's head and made an attempt to squish him from on high. Ren took a measured look at the situation before removing his sword from its sheath.

He merely pressed the tip of his sword up, and the palm came to rest directly above him.

WOOOONG―! From the intersection of the two forces, where they met in the middle, a tremendous wind erupted. It was powerful enough to push the two back a few meters in response.

Waylan's eyes shone.

'He's different from before.'

Waylan thought, regaining his footing.

The degree of control over the power that he displayed wasn't the same as the one he showed before. There was something completely different about him for some unexplained reason, and the manner in which he carried himself was even more unsettling.

"Are you really the same, Ren?"

The surprised Waylan asked.

The more he examined him, the more convinced he became that there was something peculiar about him. It appeared as though he was going up against a completely different entity than before.

But how was that possible?

"You give off a different feeling from before…"

Waylan squinted his eyes.

"I'm not sure what it is, but it now explains to me why you were so confident a little earlier. Was this power of yours what gave you the confidence to challenge me?"

Swoosh―!

A splintering occurred in the space around Ren, and an invisible shot toward his leg.

taken aback by the sudden attack, attempted to evade

all the way through his

his leg, Ren showed no change in

couldn't even feel

into Ren's eyes, and the demonic energy that had been building up inside of his body suddenly erupted, covering his entire leg and erupting from his body in the form

wound was covered, he flapped his wings once and appeared

single thrust

"Better."

He then countered with a blow from his own fist, which caused the air

'Dangerous.'

the sight of the approaching

not something that he could take lightly at any point. He was

in front

Boom―!

roar filled the area as though an explosion had occurred. As a result of the impact, Ren rolled away like a ball and flew for several hundred meters

severely trembling as a result of the blow. He had done this to prevent the punch from reaching his main body, and while he did indeed succeed, it came with a lot of

his body,

that much weaker than

he didn't know very much about them at all. At this point, all he was doing was testing the waters with

he deemed the current fight just as troublesome as the ones he had with Jezebeth

him, based on what he was able to observe. It was endowed with the laws, and his control and influence

been a very long time since Ren had perceived a threat

Crack! Crack!

wrist began to mend as a shadowy glow began to form around his

Ren's body was a chaotic mess because of all of the powers that his body possessed, if one had proper

than a couple of seconds to return to its normal state, but by the time it did, Waylan had

"Healed enough?"

the wind seemed to

a faint

Click―!

just before Ren felt his sword make contact with it, as if he could sense

to Ren's surprise, he felt his sword

'I missed?'

such an unfamiliar feeling—only Jezebeth had ever done

chance to respond, Waylan aimed a

body similarly twisted and an opening appeared. He tried to capitalize on the opportunity to launch his own attack and counterattack. Reaching

up, Ren's gaze

That was his target.

Bang—!

itself into the air and kicked down. It was right at the moment when Ren's hand was about to press the hilt of the sword, and after

view shortly after that and

with his free hand and extended it in

A gigantic projection of a hand materialized right