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

need to go check on

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

Hong stood next to Raon, who was sweating bullets,

busy completing

who was so shocked that he couldn’t

Plop.

“Saint-nim!”

he plopped down on the

“S, such power-!”

and almost started praying to the

master fighting that h, he needs to go up against such a terrible and

was full of disappointment

the only thing he could do for Cale, who was alone without any allies in that area with such a

who had made up their minds to rush toward

not look

Eruhaben-nim. Let’s go over

were Eruhaben and

out the identity of this red wall, not just because they were worried about Cale, but also

don’t need

Han came over with a confused Mila at that

power is

“…What?”

Stan March. This

against the large red snake to earn this

seemed a bit different from what

this kind

why Eruhaben was

the fear and terror inside us. However,

fear mixed in with pressure was even worse

this was that power’s

ancient White

that Cale-nim using the power properly revealed its

all silent for

Star or the sealed god doing this. A power that could

they were still

unlucky

thinking about the

death was near… They couldn’t help

think everything will be

voice echoed through

room that was not affected by the

inside because the curtains were shut, but a certain someone inside that

“Raon told me something.”

pretending to be Deruth Henituse… He made a promise to Raon before he

hurt. Cale-nim promised that to Raon, so I don’t

his gun

Boom-!

monster suddenly moved,

Tang!

shot out of the gun at the same

head over to

listened to Taerang’s voice in his mind as he calmly informed

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

don’t we easily take

spun the gun in his

have been accepted as

Click. Click.

The weapon changed.

white spear that was taller than Alberu

Yong summoned and slashed his sword toward the Lion

Baaaaang—!

hunt for the Lion Dragon started with a

Han stepped onto the Lion Dragon’s

don’t feel it

fearsome pressure that came flowing out

could not feel

sensitive to auras

That area…

within the red walls was

that it was

was someone who knew that better than anybody

was the person imprisoned

hell are

He looked pretty calm, but sweat was dripping down his mask

It was dark.

bed with the soft

luxurious chair that was

The beautiful candle stick…

swallowed up

Boom.

White Star stomped

the floor was as firm as a boulder. The gooey mud had

foot because

to do so, despite knowing this was the

terrible and dirty aura of

“Huuuuuu.”

he was suffocating even

Crackle-

sword crackled in his hand

“Cale Henituse.”

the only thing in this dark area that he

Star

he tried to get… The power to rule over people by

disappointed that he missed out on

However…

is something you

Death.

this world who remembers their death

was already used to

he

being’s

was able to overcome

Star just saw it as a necessary component for a greater goal, while others would just say that he

this kind of aura…this kind of

“I know.”

Cale calmly admitted it.

hear the Scary Giant Cobblestone’s voice

the beginning, humans lacked the power to

why they started to carry

weapon was a

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