Swoosh!
A soft sound, like fabric being cut by a sharp blade.
As the sword light approached.
The Ancestor of the Gold-devouring Beetle looked frightened at its phantom body, easily split in half.
"Ah—"
A tremendous pain surged through, and with a scream, it instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated.
One sword strike.
Was enough to utterly annihilate this divine consciousness imprint of the Ancestor of Gold-Metalling Worm.
"The Ancestor... just died like that?"
The Gold-devouring Beetle shuddered, eyes vacant, chilled to the bone.
According to the clan's records.
The mysterious origin of their ancestor of the Clan of Gold Devouring Beetle was such that it was an existence comparable to divine beings.
Since the birth of the Gold-devouring Beetle clan, it was mostly dormant, rarely awakening.
Many young clan members had never really seen this ancestor.
Only glimpsing it in the ancestral hall's portraits.
Since the ancestor is comparable to a True God—
