The Author's POV

If one were to use a word to describe how the situation beneath the tower was, it'd be 'slaughter'. The large hall of the tower was filled with blood, and the agonized screams of the demons could be heard continuously ringing out from within the space.

"Akh!"

"Aurgkh!"

What was supposed to be a trap in which they would find their way to slay the current leader of humanity instead turned out to be a slaughter for the demons.

Things weren't supposed to be this way.

Spurt―!

"Akh! No!"

Cracka! Cracka!

Sparks of electricity were seen flying through the air, and blood was seen accompanying each spark. The next thing that appeared after the sparks were a couple of yellow streaks.

They came forth immediately from Liam's eyes as they surveyed the entirety of the battlefield in front of him. There was something distinctively different about him today...

Whenever his gaze settled, a number of demons would fall from the sky and, not long after, turn into powder. It seemed as though his form was constantly fading into and reappearing in front of a demon before reverting back to a blurry state.

When he moved through an area, blood would spatter, and a demon would be killed.

…He was like a god of death, and he garnered the attention of those around him.

"Who is he?"

"…Have you seen him somewhere before?"

"Since when did we have someone this strong and yet not know anything about them?"

Within the hall, conversations began to take place as everyone's attention was drawn to Liam, who was sneaking his way through the demons and dispatching them in a matter of moments.

Because of the uproar his actions caused, even Octavious and the highest-ranking officers of what was formerly the Union took notice of what was going on.

"Why have I never heard of him?"

Even Octavious was taken aback by the scene that unfolded in front of his very eyes. At first glance, he was able to tell that the man before him was not an ordinary person but rather someone whose rank had reached the rank.

…Having just recovered his feelings and retained most of his memories, Octavious was shocked to know that he had no clue as to who the young man was.

"Where did such a monster appear from?"

Even though everyone else was talking about him, the individual in question, Liam, seemed to be thinking about something entirely different.

'I can see it.'

performed a low scan of the area that he was in. His vision began to blur, and he suddenly

brandished his sword and swept his eyes across the demon's body before settling on a specific location, which he then

"Arkgh!"

Spurt―!

speed with which he moved was so great that the demon did not even

most about the scenario was that right after Liam defeated one demon, his body twisted, and he suddenly found himself standing in

and

'This…'

into space, as the demon in front of him disintegrated into powder. The unexpected

time he had ever felt this

see the demons… but what especially took most of his attention were the thin blue projections that would appear

of them; the

ahead of them, and when they flew, their projection would appear just

what was most shocking were the projections that were in a completely

the demons turn their bodies and move directly into the same position

predict their

that seemed to be the most logical given the situation, and yet… Liam found himself unable to process it

It baffled him.

he noticed that time had slowed down and blue projections had appeared in front of

body was quickly depleting. Because of how quickly it happened, by the time a couple of seconds had passed, more than half of

didn't

was whether or not what he was seeing was true, and as soon as he stopped channeling his mana and saw everyone move

'It…It's true…'

imagining things... It turned out that he could accurately predict everyone's movements, and the

such an ability? Is this something that belongs to my art? Is this because I suddenly

"Ugh."

groaned, massaging

with an unusual form of

recent one occurred when he was facing off against

around his body began to crackle and pop with even greater

Cracka. Cracka. Cracka.

sheath, a powerful force

He grinned.

"Come."

***

"What's up with Liam?"

the distance in shock. Even though he had always been aware for a very long time that Liam was powerful, the events that were taking place right now

holding back in

baffled by what Liam was currently showing. He had originally thought he knew his strength, but looking at him now,

Bang―!

his shield. The force of the impact caused his entire

"Focus."

heard a whistling sound, and a fist hurled past his