The Author's POV

Chapter 809

'What is he planning?'

When Jezebeth looked at Ren, his eyes narrowed as he tried to comprehend the motivation behind Ren's continued opposition to him.

As opposed to before, the very air around him changed, and the world around him started to collapse.

It was only thanks to Jezebeth that it remained intact.

The tension in the air was palpable, and Jezebeth's crimson eyes flickered dangerously.

"Is this really your decision?"

He asked, his voice low and dangerous.

Ren's expression remained unchanged, and Jezebeth's frustration grew.

"Do you understand the consequences of your actions?"

He threatened, gesturing toward the projections that surrounded them. Each frame held a different individual, and Jezebeth could see humans and members of the three races.

Their situation…

It wasn't good. In fact, it was terrible, and each second, hundreds if not thousands of individuals died at the hands of the demons.

It was a slaughter.

"If you choose to fight me, by the time our fight is over, everyone will be dead. Your friends, your lover... your family. Everyone will die! Do you really wish for that to happen?"

Jezebeth expected Ren to flinch, to hesitate, to show some sort of emotion. But Ren just continued to stare at him with that same unnerving gaze.

"Even now, as we speak, people are dying!?"

Jezebeth continued, his voice rising with his frustration.

"You don't seem to care about their lives, but what's the point of all of this? If you don't care about them, why do you even bother fighting against me?"

The question hung in the air, unanswered, and Jezebeth's anger simmered. Why was Ren doing this? Was it to spite him? For what reason? Were all of his preparations for nothing!?

"Why!?"

SWOOOSH―! He bellowed, the sound echoing through the room and causing the projections to flicker.

"…Why?"

spoke. His voice was quiet, but it carried an air of finality that made

"The reason is simple."

gaze shifting toward

job is to kill you. As for

one of the projections distorted, and Jezebeth realized too late what was happening. Smallsnake, who was only a few meters away from him, disappeared, and Jezebeth turned to look at Ren, who was looking at him with

a job

voice gently spread across the space, and Jezebeth felt his entire

"You..."

voice trailed off as he looked at

it wasn't worth it. He could tell from Ren's eyes that he really didn't care whether he lived or died,

people who were dying within

at a glance that they were of no concern to him at

"You really..."

clenched his teeth, his lips

"Piss me off."

***

Drip. Drip. Drip.

small pools along the streets. They reflected the dim light that filtered through the

sky was grey and overcast, casting a gloomy and eerie atmosphere over

"Where is this place?"

deserted town nestled on the coastline of

Splash! Splash!

with a relentless force, crashing against the rocks and sending sprays of salty

each wave approached the shore, it rose up, building

"Hmm."

the sight in front of

be made of human architecture, and it looked abandoned and forgotten, with overgrown weeds and moss covering the once

earth… where

one of the puddles, ripples forming outwardly on the

reflection. My entire body was dark, almost shadow-like, and while I

front of me, and I looked at it with a

used this skill. Who would've thought

It will grant the user the ability to summon a shadow servant for an extended period of time. There will be 50% resemblance between the shadow servant and the

my status window. Indeed, just before Jezebeth appeared, I

in this body, but at the same time, I didn't feel any strangeness from it. I practiced fighting with this body several times, and there was

perform just as well as without this body, and in fact, I was a

and me was. Just 50% of his

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