His whole body got the chills, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured all over him.

Ancient Dragon Eruhaben looked away from the enemy in front of him and looked elsewhere.

It felt as if the darkness we call night absorbed all noise.

Everybody suddenly stopped moving after feeling… something. They all turned toward one place.

“…What… what the hell-”

Alberu Crossman’s eyes were observing the room with the bed he had been lying on until not too long ago.

The wall that had crumbled from an explosion was being covered by something red.

‘Dirt?’

The mud covering the rubble was oddly red.

It was not red like clay. It looked as if fresh blood was mixing in with dry blood. It was that kind of eerie red in color.

Something peculiar was flowing out of that red wall as well.

What was this thing?

Alberu soon found the answer.

Fear.

Or maybe terror?

No.

Was it dignity?

It was not a large amount of mana, a vicious aura, or even an explosive power, but… This abstract power was flowing out of the red wall, forcing all of Alberu’s senses to focus on it.

He couldn’t even think about that monster, the Lion Dragon, for a moment.

Drip.

A drop of sweat dripped down from his forehead. He was scared of that place.

An image popped up in front of his eyes, as if it was an illusion.

“…Mother.”

When his mother had been about to die…

No, while she was dying…

He recalled the moment he had to face that unavoidable disaster.

This red dirt, this wall that seemed to be made of blood, made him think of death.

His death. Or maybe someone else’s death.

Rumble- ruuuuuuuuumble-

The thunderbolts that were definitely the White Star’s were still roaring in the sky, but… They did not seem like much to Alberu right now.

Alberu heard something odd at that moment.

“…Weird… situation detected……”

‘Ah.’

Alberu finally remembered about the Lion Dragon. He remembered that he was on the battlefield.

He quickly jerked his head toward the Lion Dragon. He heard something odd once again.

“…Similar power… to master……”

‘…What?’

Alberu subconsciously stopped moving again after hearing the Lion Dragon’s words.

The only one that this monster would call master was the sealed god, the God of Despair. But the aura flowing out of this thing was similar to its master’s power?

He finally thought about something very important.

‘Did something happen to Cale Henituse?’

The Cale Henituse he knew was not someone who gave off an aura like this or had a power like this.

The White Star or the sealed god…

This power seemed more suitable for one of those two individuals.

‘No.’

The White Star. There was no way that this kind of aura would emanate from a crazy bastard like that.

This was not simple malice nor madness; this was something of a higher level, something instinctual. It also gave off a pressure that made everybody feel as if they should bow.

God.

Yes, that word seemed more suitable for this power.

Alberu Crossman looked at the Lion Dragon. The monster looked possessed as it stared at the red wall. The way it was tilting its head from time to time made it seem to be in quite the chaos.

Alberu looked toward his ally, the only other individual who was close enough to the monster to hear the Lion Dragon’s words.

The ancient Dragon and the crown prince…

The two of them could not say anything while looking at each other.

However, they had the same thought.

‘Cale Henituse is in danger.’

‘Something must have happened in there.’

This was not something that only the two of them were feeling.

“…Hoooo.”

Inside one of the many rooms within City Hall…

There was a man obediently sitting on a chair with his hands and feet tied up. The mysterious man, who currently looked like Hilsman, opened his eyes with an odd expression on his face.

“That’s quite the terrible stench.”

the three

you don’t need to go

was full of magic circles. It was the only place full of mana right now, the

stood next to Raon, who was sweating bullets, and did not even pretend to hear the fake Hilsman’s

busy completing

who was so shocked that

Plop.

“Saint-nim!”

weak, and he plopped down on the

“S, such power-!”

put his hands together and almost started praying to the Sun God

kind of enemy is the young master fighting that h, he needs to go up against such

was full of

he could do for Cale, who was alone without any allies in that area with such a power, was to

made up their

not look

Eruhaben-nim. Let’s go

Eruhaben and

they needed to find out the identity of this red wall, not just because they were worried about Cale, but also because of the monster’s weird

don’t need

with a confused

is in

“…What?”

a while back in the Stan March. This was the other

Han remembered how Cale had fought against the large

a bit different

this kind of

could understand why

the fear and terror

fear mixed in with pressure was even worse than what they had gone

that power’s original

ancient White Star to rule over the Western

that Cale-nim using the power properly

were all silent for

Cale was the one who used this power, that meant that at least it wasn’t the White Star or the sealed god doing this. A power that could cause so much fear like this should

were

that unlucky bastard control

was thinking about the

they had long enough to feel that death was near… They couldn’t help but to have that

everything will

voice echoed

window of the only room

someone inside that

“Raon told me something.”

Star was pretending to

he will capture the White Star without getting hurt. Cale-nim promised that to Raon,

the barrel of his gun toward

Boom-!

monster suddenly moved,

Tang!

shot out of the

monster is trying to head over to where our dongsaeng is

his mind as

the environment. Confirmed that mana is able to change form. There should be no problem shooting bullets. New data has been analyzed with information from Ahn Roh Man. The Lion Dragon

we easily take down this

the gun in his

Your actions have

Click. Click.

The weapon changed.

taller than

Yong summoned and slashed his sword toward the Lion Dragon’s supposedly

Baaaaang—!

hunt for the Lion Dragon

the Lion Dragon’s shield and mumbled

don’t feel

fearsome pressure that came flowing out of

feel

people who were sensitive to auras noticed this and

That area…

walls was separated from

could tell that

knew

person

the hell

pretty calm, but sweat was dripping down his mask from his

It was dark.

bed with the soft

chair that was destroyed in

The beautiful candle stick…

up by the red

Boom.

White Star stomped his

feel that the floor was as firm as a boulder.

his foot because he

so, despite knowing this was

terrible and dirty aura of death

“Huuuuuu.”

he was suffocating even though nothing was

Crackle-

sword crackled in his

“Cale Henituse.”

only thing in this dark area that he could

White Star started to

get… The power to rule over people

he missed out on such a

However…

is something

Death.

in this world who remembers their death like I

used to that

wasn’t that he didn’t feel

living being’s natural instinct to feel

was able to overcome that

it as a necessary component for a greater goal, while

me with this

“I know.”

Cale calmly admitted it.

the Scary Giant Cobblestone’s voice in

power to hunt

they

weapon was

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