The Author's POV

"You're Ren?"

Waylan's eyes appeared to be squinting.

He examined Ren very carefully from top to bottom, and he had doubts about what he was saying. Even though he did look like Ren, the energy he was putting off was completely different... not to mention the fact that he appeared to be significantly stronger than he was before.

There was definitely something off about him. He just couldn't quite place his finger on it.

"I find that hard to believe."

"That's not something that I care about."

In response to Waylan's display of skepticism, Ren did not show any interest in defending himself.

In fact, he had no real interest in anything.

…He just wanted to get this done with already.

"What an annoying response."

The anger that was building up on Waylan's face manifested itself in the form of a rigid expression, and he rushed over to Ren. To protect himself, Ren quickly drew his sword from its sheath. At the same time, he directed the laws toward the body of the sword, covering it with them.

Only that…

The moment Waylan's hand came into contact with the sword, the laws shattered.

'This?'

Waylan smiled at it.

"Did you think you'd be able to control the laws better than me? Someone who's wielded them for centuries?"

Ren's brows furrowed slightly. This was proving to be more troublesome than he had anticipated.

Bang―!

Ren's body flew several meters back. When his body stabilized, Waylan appeared right behind him and pushed his only hand toward Ren's back. The space where his hand traveled fractured into several pieces.

"Whatever change you've gone through, it's far from enough."

As soon as the palm made contact with Ren's back, his body shot off into the distance once more.

While Ren's body was flailing about like a rag doll, there was no discernible expression on his face; however, there was noticeable blood streaking down the side of his mouth.

'Predictable.'

While in mid-air, Ren suddenly twisted his body and slashed behind him.

Clank―!

Waylan's body appeared as he blocked the attack, and Ren finally stabilized himself.

Extending his finger forward, the space around Waylan cracked apart, and golden streaks of tangible sword energy pierced at him like a porcupine.

They came at him in all directions and at speeds that left one unable to react.

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

However, just as they were about to pierce his body, they came to an abrupt halt.

Waylan broke into a grin as he took a closer look at the sword energies that surrounded him.

"How int―"

froze into a stone-like expression as his

At this precise instant, a powerful ripple spread across the area they were in, shattering the space around them into a

space had deteriorated to such an extent that one

Cr― Crack!

as the large sword appeared

'It's that move again.'

toward the hand that was no longer on his body. His internal laws surged to the surface in the form of golden

the same time, Ren's

since I've fought someone of this

was behind him continued to take shape and grow both more distinct and more substantial

Shhhh―!

his primary sword from its sheath as the second sword began to materialize

Pak! Pak! Pak! Pak!

another as they rose up a few meters from each other. The blade that Ren held in his hand grew in size as a

covering his main sword, a sudden

all goes bad, I

and he

'Sounds good.'

what if he died? Wasn't that his goal to

by a dark film that

It was demonic energy.

a destructive power that was on par with the enormous sword in the background

'I,impossible!'

watched everything that was taking place with a horrified expression on

of building up took only a

strategy was to defend the attack and then launch a counterattack shortly

wait for

was an

the barrier that had been forming in front of him vanished. His eyes gave off a

his back, he did not withhold anything. He clenched his fist tightly, gathered all the strength he could muster,

"Don't push your luck."

Crack. Crack.

Everything shattered.

fist, the space around him began to shatter, and the background of his office

pictures that were hung on the wall began to tremble, even if

aimed directly at Ren's face, and held nothing back. The sword behind him had only formed halfway, and he

held his breath in

knew

fixated on the sword, moved away from it as

around him began to warp, and the vacant gray pupils in his eyes concentrated on the punch that was drawing near. His expression remained unchanged despite the fact

"Move."

one word in

one word, but as soon as he muttered it, golden runes appeared from the area around the fist and clamped

he felt something touch his forehead, and when he looked up he saw

a sudden, everything came to a

"A... ah... how?"

right on Waylan's forehead, a ripple spread from the point of contact, which expanded all throughout the pocket

"You fell for it."

disappeared, and so did the

'H,how.'

Waylan wasn't even able to react. And in that brief moment, time seemed to have stopped. Locking his eyes against the emotionless looking Ren, Waylan watched

"Boom."

then reemerged far off in the

BANG―

"Huak."

let out a

he slammed into the buildings in the distance, the surrounding area began to flicker, and the background of the office became

"Fool."

materialized directly in front of Waylan, who was pinned up against the wall of the building. Both his hair