"What's the matter? Sharp claws and powerful sinews, eating earth above, drinking Yellow Springs below, a painstaking effort."
Fire Eater Nara.
A giant earthworm!
"He really redefined my understanding of the Death. To the indigenous people of another world, the Death is an earthworm. How ironic."
This enormous worm was entirely crimson, eyeless, with suckers on its head, resembling a giant leech.
Otherwise, unremarkable.
"Who are you? Dare to disturb my slumber? Do you know the consequences!?"
"Can't understand you; stop babbling."
The Frost King reached into the air, unleashing absolute freezing.
Crack!
Nara's massive body instantly froze. The Angel then unleashed crimson and gold energy, transforming into a new super form and charging towards Nara!
Without hesitation, she launched a Myriad-Winged assault!
Boom!!
Myriad wings descended; the paralysis was lifted. Nara raised his head only to be struck by countless wings, smashing him into the lava!
Whoosh!
Lava sprayed dozens of meters into the air. After a struggle, Nara burst forth, enraged!
"Who are you?!"
"May…"
Bang!
Before Nara could finish, the Angel kicked him down!
At that moment, Nara understood something.
These weren't ordinary foes; they were incredibly powerful!
That winged Heaven creature was immensely strong!
But the black-haired one seemed to be merely a legendary being; he would be the easier target!
Nara remained hidden for a long time, then suddenly emerged from the lava behind the Frost King!
Whoosh!
It opened its massive sucker, aiming for the Frost King!
The Frost King didn't even look at it. "If that's all you've got, go play in the mud."
Freeze!
Nara's enormous body froze again!
The Angel instantly reappeared, delivering a devastating blow that embedded Nara into the wall!
Nara's freezing effect wore off; it was stunned again.
Was that time stop?
Was he a god of time?
No, there was no god of time in this world.
A new Ancient God?
Impossible. This world couldn't create another Ancient God unless Mother Planet was dismembered to create deities!
But Mother Planet wouldn't target Nara specifically because Nara had already received the power of the Door of Truth, becoming a great pilgrim.
As for why Nara was so certain that this world couldn't produce another Ancient God, it was because an Ancient God had once told him so.
"Mother Planet views the star system as a pond; it drops seeds into the pond, and these seeds absorb water, growing into immense trees that overshadow the pond."
"When there are too many trees, crowding the pond, there's insufficient water to nurture new seeds."
"Therefore, Mother Planet believes that removing these trees will create space in the pond."
"If the universe is an ocean, then our dying star system is a pit. Water flows to low points; once the energy is depleted, more energy will naturally replenish it."
"That was Mother Planet's initial plan, but it oversimplified things."
"The rules of the universe are far more complex than it imagined. It didn't consider that it, too, is in this pond."
"It has consumed too much; it's not satisfied with its own consumption but demands we consume and return it to her."
"Continuing this cycle, it will overconsume, becoming bloated, filling the entire pond itself."
"Remember the only one who left our star system?"
"He wandered for eons, understanding the laws. A star system is always formed with a star at its center."
"One star, one world's core. The star is the building block of a world; the star system formed around it is a world."
"Countless star systems in the universe are worlds of varying sizes."
"Each world has a limit of quantity and quality. Once that limit is reached, creating another Ancient God is impossible."
"If Mother Planet continues its unrestrained growth, this star system might cease producing life."
"To continue growing, Mother Planet cannot remain here, waiting passively. It must move to larger worlds."
"But the universe is dangerous; unknown enemies constantly lurk."
"The path is fraught with peril, a gamble of life and death; your death or my demise."
"Mother Planet seeks peace and security, but there's never a guaranteed solution."
"Even if it reaches its limit and doesn't expand, other beings will eventually discover it."
"Invasion, war… once the coordinates are revealed, powerful entities from across the universe will arrive, vying for a share of this rich prize!"
"Among them, the most prominent are the six Chapter holders."
"Six Chapters? What are those?"
"A legend. The one who left our star system brought this knowledge to us."
"What happened to him?"
"He died. Killed by Mother Planet and Heaven."
"Why did he return?"
"Because in every world, someone will eventually look up, willing to face the truth, no matter the cost, and share it with us fools."
The Ancient God's words proved true; the invaders arrived.
They came to plunder and conquer our world, seeking expansion and ascension; this is a natural state.
But the inter-world order was different; Mother Planet considered them food, needing only to be powerful enough.
Other cosmic entities largely embraced the idea of creating stronger beings.
They weren't concerned that multiple powerful beings would prevent the emergence of higher-level power; they wouldn't engage in limitless invasion and plunder.
The stronger the beings who plundered, the more natural the state.
Unless you held a fragment of the universe, self-sufficiency was impossible.
And the fragments of the universe were the six Chapters.
The Ancient Gods of this world were truly pitiable.
Intense energy erupted from Nara, shattering the hardened rock as it burrowed into the earth!
These invaders were here to kill it!
It couldn't stay!
Nara fled, burrowing underground and bursting forth onto the surface!
The Angel clicked her tongue. "Tsk, running away? This world's 5th Step really have no spine."
With that, the Angel spread her wings, pursuing Nara!
Nara emerged from the ground; the Angel emerged from the other side!
Boom!
The Angel leaped into the air, her Myriad Wings unfurling; glory energy instantly adhered to each wing!
It was…
Holy Slash!
But it was Holy Slash x 10,000!
Each wing was a blade!
Nara couldn't see it, but it felt the immense energy!
This is insane!
"Any last words?"
...
A massive chasm extended downwards, disappearing into the darkness. Angel Moon descended from the sky, her brow furrowed at the edge of the pit.
"That black flesh again."
Within the chasm, Nara's enormous body was reduced to a pulpy mass.
Crimson blood splattered everywhere. At the bottom of the chasm, a writhing black lump of flesh pulsed and grew.
Even a 5th Step being would be reduced to dust by the Angel's ten-thousand-fold Holy Slash, which had expended all her energy.
But not Nara. Though its body was pulverized, a black mass of flesh had emerged, impervious to destruction.
The Angel had encountered this once before, atop Mount Snow, in the Atura Treasury, the being that crawled from the coffin.
Its heart was the same—an indestructible black mass.
The Angel was the White Emperor, and the Broken King's heart in the White Emperor's chest was identical to the flesh that had separated from Nara.
This was the indestructible power of the Door of Truth.
The black mass rapidly grew. The Frost King emerged.
"Is that it…?"
Angel Moon remained silent, looking down.
Then, she leaped into the chasm.
She grasped the writhing black mass—the power Mother Planet had given Nara.
Now, its nature was clear.
This so-called power was merely a higher-order lifeform's flesh.
The Angel's strongest attack couldn't destroy it, so…
"An offering for my god."
...
Elsewhere, on Earth.
Mei reached out, retrieving the remaining fragment of Nara.
This piece of flesh was interesting; it contained Nara's soul or perhaps its consciousness.
Mei returned to the Crack Space, glancing at her latest batch of potions.
Previously, 024 Great Serpent had yielded a crown—a soul crown.
Mei extracted the soul properties. Then, the Angel provided Styx's remains; both were exponentially improved, resulting in the resurrection potion.
Then came Professor Starry, captured alive.
Mei didn't kill him; she wanted to experiment using this otherworldly being.
But the resurrection potion wasn't for him; Mei hadn't yet decided on his potion.
Next was this newly arrived Nara.
"This flesh possesses a 6th Step life essence, extracted from two living stars. Using this as a base material creates a 6th Step foundation."
Nara's inherent attributes were negligible against this 6th Step flesh.
Just an earthworm; nothing remarkable.
For a 5th Step being, having only 5th Step flesh is quite insignificant.
The otherworldly concept of a death god is uncertain; it's merely their interpretation.
However, it can be associated with the concept of death.
But this doesn't originate from Nara but from the concept of a worm.
In many worlds with concepts of death and Hell, worms are considered creatures inhabiting the gap between the mortal realm and Hell.
Messengers between life and death.
Reversing time, she saw Nara's life.
Mei discovered something interesting: why Nara remained in the Molten Fire Palace.
It wasn't because of the location's unique properties, but its depth.
The entire planet was Mother Planet's body; Nara was a parasite, penetrating Mother Planet's skin and entering its bloodstream.
It secretly drained energy from Mother Planet's blood.
The lava was Mother Planet's blood.
Nara was the last Ancient God; in a world incapable of producing more, it became one.
It achieved this by secretly draining Mother Planet's blood.
Because it only consumed a tiny amount, so little that Mother Planet remained unaware, allowing Nara to secretly become a 5th Step being.
But even after becoming a 5th Step being, Mother Planet noticed it.
Like the other 5th Steps, Nara was forced to accept Mother Planet's flesh, becoming a great pilgrim.
Nara's attack by the Angel completely alerted Mother Planet.
Mother Planet awoke, sensing a portion of its body—its flesh—being stolen and taken away from this world!
Invaders! Thieves! They had infiltrated this world!
...
One day, Heaven and Mother Planet spoke in unison.
"…Our greatest fear has come to pass."
"The plunderers have arrived."
"Why didn't you warn me?"
Mother Planet questioned Heaven. These outsiders must have entered from outside.
Heaven hovered outside the star system, preventing both escape and intrusion.
"I didn't sense any life passing through me."
"Remember that time? You said the same thing, letting a life slip by."
"But it returned, didn't it?"
"How do you explain this time?"
"Since the plunderers have arrived, let them feast."
"They're within me."
"It matters little; a reboot is inevitable. Sooner rather than later makes no difference."
"The gestation of life is exceedingly long; each reboot is another lengthy wait."
"Have you no patience?"
"No, I'm saying the plunderers will launch a more intense attack during this time."
"But the coordinates are known; this battle is unavoidable; we can't escape."
"We still have a chance to escape."
"How long will your weakness persist? Passive defense will only invite more plunderers; it won't allow us to reach higher dimensions."
"We've been preparing for so long; are you willing to leave just like that?"
"What else can we do? We don't even know where these plunderers came from."
"Are you blaming me?"
"Isn't that your responsibility?"
"Arguing is pointless; we need a strategy, not mutual recriminations."
"First, we need to understand the nature of these plunderers—their consciousness and the strongest dimension among them."
The two large stars communicated telepathically, while preparations for the retreat began below.
Nara fell first, followed by the God of Wisdom, Dogma.
Chino unleashed the Great Sea Call. This oceanic upheaval far surpassed anything on Earth.
This was hundreds of times more terrifying than the Great Sea Call on Earth.
Continents sank; the ocean surged, quickly reaching the Nightbringer Temple.
...
The Nightbringer Temple stood atop the world's highest peak, Longding Peak.
A colossal owl-like creature opened its eyes; the monstrous waves engulfed the mainland at the foot of the mountain.
Dogma raised a hand, a layer of azure energy enveloping the temple and the peak.
On the surface of the ocean, an enormous octopus-faced being stood upright, towering far above Longding Peak.
Ancient God Dogma, with a height of just over 70 meters and a wingspan of 280 meters, appeared minuscule in comparison.
It had a human face, but the rest resembled an owl.
"I don't recall such an Ancient God in the ocean. Where are you from? From beyond the stars?"
Chino's massive eyes fixed on Dogma. "What do you think?"
"I sense your intent to kill me," Dogma said.
Obvious.
Simultaneously, Chino launched a spirit attack!
Dogma felt the surging spirit power—immense, like a boundless ocean.
As this wave of spirit power crashed against Dogma, its eyes turned purple.
"It seems we are alike."
Dogma's spirit power repelled Chino's, diverting it to the sides.
His spirit power was immense, almost on par with Chino's.
Chino chuckled. "I hear you are the God of Wisdom?"
Dogma's expression remained unchanged. "Just a title. But I believe my knowledge surpasses that of ordinary beings."
"Of course, if you insist on calling me that, I won't object. I am indeed more intelligent than most."
Chino sensed an overflowing confidence.
Confident individuals are often arrogant; this was the weak point.
"Really? Then answer this: when does a clock stop working?"
Dogma replied, "A clock stops working when it's broken. Your question is too simple."
Chino smiled. "Wrong. A clock never works."
What?
Dogma was stunned; he felt insulted.
"Are you playing word games with me?"
"No, just a change of perspective. It seems you aren't as clever as you think," Chino taunted.
Dogma's face twisted. "Ask another question!"
"Alright."
"What can solve all the world's riddles?"
What?
Dogma didn't answer immediately; he pondered for a long time.
The word "what" implied a skill or object, not a specific being or person.
Necromancy, precognition, astrology—these magics could solve many riddles but not all.
If something in the universe could solve all the world's riddles, it would have to be…
"The six Chapters."
"Wrong."
"Incorrect?"
"Then what is the answer?"
"The answer is the answer."
The answer is the answer?
Dogma's mind froze. What could solve all the world's riddles…?
The answer?
Of course, it's the answer!
This guy!
"Ask another question!"
"Forget it. My simple questions seem too difficult for you," Chino said.
"Ask!"
"Let's lower the difficulty. What is your right ear like?" Chino asked.
Right ear?
Dogma unconsciously touched his right ear; countless shapes flashed through his mind.
But none matched his ear.
"It's…"
It's what?
He couldn't answer.
Dogma swallowed nervously. "There… there is no such thing."
"You're quite the incompetent God of Wisdom; you can't even answer such a simple question?" Chino said.
"Your right ear is like your left ear."
What?
Dogma's face visibly reddened; it felt deeply insulted.
"One last chance; I'll definitely get it right!"
"Fine. What often comes but never truly arrives?" Chino asked calmly.
Silence.
Speechless silence.
"Your answer?"
More silence.
Dogma's head was drenched in sweat; Chino's form loomed larger, like an insurmountable mountain.
Who was he?
Was he the true God of Wisdom?
In the darkness, countless tentacles seemed to constrict him, seizing his spirit!
"The answer is… what?"
"Tomorrow."
Hearing Chino's answer, Dogma clutched its head with its wings. "Hahaha… I… no, again! I'll get it this time!"
"One last time!"
Seeing Dogma's frenzy, Chino smiled.
"You've lost."
What?
Suddenly, Dogma's world went dark; it plunged into the endless deep!
The sensation of suffocation was immediate; Chino's spirit power devoured it!
It couldn't resist, didn't even sense Chino's spirit power approaching!
It was completely unaware, utterly unprepared. They were just discussing questions a moment ago!
Why…?
...
Outside, Dogma's eyes bled; a piercing shriek tore through the air.
Hydra looked at Dogma, bewildered. "That's… it?"
Chino lifted Dogma. "Those with undefended spirits are easiest to manipulate; FXS is truly a demonic genius."
With equal spirit power, the simplest way to break through someone's spiritual defenses is through language.
Moreover, Chino's spirit power was corrosive; it could contaminate and dissolve the opponent's consciousness.
"I told you, he's not the true God of Wisdom."
Extreme emotional responses to language are a common weakness.
Once emotions become extreme, beings lose rationality; without rationality, they unconsciously forget things.
Provoked or agitated, they lose self-control.
Holding Dogma, Chino said, "These Ancient Gods are great pilgrims; they contain Mother Planet's flesh. Physically killing them is difficult."
"And it might alert Mother Planet. Leave it to my god."
Vespa gazed at Chino's back, his admiration deepening. The Sea King had defeated his peer with just a few words!
Could anyone else have done that?
"One Ancient God remains. Let's finish this."
...
Two Ancient Gods down in a single day.
Only Cito remained as a target for Chino's group; Bael, in the far south, was temporarily ignored.
However, a small problem arose.
First, Mei had specifically instructed Larter to stay away from Cito, the Nature God.
Chino's Great Sea Call was immense; the Angel's destructive power could inadvertently kill him.
While Larter's role remained unclear, Lord Aurora had emphasized his importance; he couldn't be harmed.
Therefore, Chino suggested that 003 immediately evacuate Larter to Iron City in the South to find 009.
But for some reason, they were inexplicably slow.
Seeking aid in the Middle-earth Great Forest, Larter hit a wall.
He entered elven territory, explaining his plight and hoping the elves would send troops to help rescue the half-elf, Jena.
The elves knew he was telling the truth, but they refused.
Elves didn't object to intermarriage with humans; half-elves were numerous, a significant branch of humanity.
However…
They would not leave the Middle-earth Great Forest.
Elves were renowned for their longevity, possessing immense lifespans, exceptional talents, harmony with nature, and strong spirits—a superior race to humans.
Long ago…
Elves once unified the continent. The first Ancient God, the Elf God, was the first to receive guidance from Heaven.
He ascended to Heaven and was never heard from again.
Years later, various monstrous races rapidly rose to power.
More and more Ancient Gods emerged, leading their tribes to shatter the Elven Empire, driving them to the far west of the continent.
The age of the gods; each race claimed its territory.
During this time, the elves suffered immense destruction and slaughter.
Finally, a desperate elf turned to Verol, the Goddess of Pain, for faith.
He abandoned his devotion to nature, offering sacrifices to the Goddess of Pain, gaining power through self-sacrifice.
He led the elves to form a new extremist faction:
The Dark Elves.
Bloodthirsty and cannibalistic, they worshipped the Goddess of Pain.
Until this new king slew the Goddess of Pain, replacing her as the new deity, transforming himself into a spider-like monster.
He waged war to reunite the shattered lands.
He nearly succeeded, but the Dragon God descended from the heavens.
The Dragon God declared the slaughter of the gods a sin, a mistake.
The Dragon God took him to Heaven; the Dark Elves were driven underground, becoming the infamous subterranean elves.
Every race, fearing the elves' power, united against them.
Even the elves who hadn't become Dark Elves faced endless ostracism and oppression, forced to sign a humiliating treaty.
Elves could never leave the Middle-earth Great Forest.
If they dared to leave, they would face annihilation.
Elves were incredibly long-lived; even other races had forgotten the treaty, but the elves remembered.
They passed this responsibility down through generations, forbidding them to ever leave.
It wasn't fear; they were weary.
Therefore, elves were among the strongest races, with over a hundred legendary warriors—millennia-old powerhouses.
Larter sought their help, but the elves used this as an excuse to refuse him.
His pleas were futile.
...
In the Middle-earth Great Forest, a colossal barrel-shaped palace stood.
The palace had three levels; the lowest was at ground level, while the second and third were hollow, forming a circle in the middle.
Chairs were arranged on the second and third levels; countless massive figures sat, gazing down at the grand hall below.
"What treaty? No one remembers!"
"We remember."
"You're only imposing shackles on yourselves!"
"We accept them."
"With the elves' power, you could reunite the continent!"
"We refuse."
The elves unanimously rejected the idea, leaving Larter at a loss.
Larter persisted for a month, but to no avail. No matter how he pleaded, the elves remained unmoved.
One night, Larter found Cito, the Nature God.
Cito was a deer-like Ancient God; he dwelled beneath a tree called the Origin, simply resting there.
His fur was a pure white, marked with blue patterns.
"You wish to know why they cling to that humiliating treaty?"
The white deer spoke in human language. Larter nodded; he wanted answers.
"Because war is meaningless. This world needs no conflict. The elves' destruction stemmed from the world's fear of their strength."
"Because of the imbalance, both Elven gods ascended to Heaven."
"If the elves once again dominated the continent, this time, the loss might not be a single leader."
"You wish to know the truth?"
"What truth?"
"The truth about the world."
"Speak; I wish to hear it."
Cito looked up at the sky. "The Dragon God, the Heaven God, and the Earth God—three beings more powerful than the Ancient Gods."
"Legend says they came here, creating the stars and life."
"The Heaven God governs Heaven; the Earth God governs the mortal realm; the Dragon God maintains order."
"They created a garden; the initial plan was perfect."
"A delicate balance was maintained until the Heaven God and the Earth God altered the original plan."
"They conspired to kill the Dragon God, dividing his power; the world began its descent into chaos."
"The elves chose seclusion to avoid attracting attention from this imbalanced world. Do you understand?"
Larter nervously chewed on a twig.
"I don't understand."
Cito shook its head. "This may be difficult to grasp, but if you were within the story, you'd fully comprehend."
Larter didn't understand. "What do you mean, 'If you were within the story'?"
Cito: "The Dragon God isn't a legend; it's the ancestor of all dragons."
"The Dragon God had two lineages. Bahamut fell in love with a human woman, fathering two children with draconic traits."
"One child left our world, traveling to a larger universe, bringing back knowledge we'd never encountered."
"The other child, Sashula—Ancient Dragon language for 'growth'—was weaker than his sibling."
"He sought out the Ancient Gods, trading for power and knowledge."
"He ultimately launched a war on the continent, uniting it as a human."
"But he didn't stop there; he raised that sword in your hand and, alone, ascended to Heaven."
This sword in my hand?
The Heaven-defying Sword?
"He died; a tragic but inevitable outcome."
"But his efforts weren't in vain. Humanity ruled the continent; all races were led by humans, with dragons as their protectors."
"Millennia later, humanity subjugated the Ancient Dragons."
"Then, a pure-blooded dragon descendant emerged: the Broken King. He was the last descendant of Sashula."
"From him came the Moorish legend; you consider him your ancestor. He foretold the emergence of an extraordinary being in his later generations."
Larter was taken aback. "That wouldn't be me, would it?"
"Perhaps it is you."
Azure light flickered in Cito's eyes. "Do you know why I told you this?"
"Why?"
"Because I've been waiting for you."
Waiting for me?
Seeing Larter's confused expression, Cito stood. "I didn't know I was waiting for you until you appeared. Only then did I realize I'd been waiting for you all along."
"Does that make sense?"
"Yes. When you stood before me with that sword, the prophecy was fulfilled."
Cito approached Larter; he was nearly 30 meters tall, exceeding even the Ancient Dragons in size.
"Unfortunately, you don't have much time."
"According to the prophecy, your first visit wasn't to me but to the Church. You would embark on this journey with an oath-broken Paladin and a half-elf."
"You will witness the destruction of the Yaren Empire, ascend the High Tower in the east, and encounter the God of Wisdom in the Nightbringer Temple."
"The God of Wisdom will guide you, using truthful lies to pass through the Gate of Honesty, until you meet Nara and obtain the fire seed."
"You will have two destined rivals. One will also collect the Broken King's remains; the other will wield the sword of righteousness."
"During this journey, you will obtain the ancestral sword and gradually understand the world's truth."
"You will slay your two rivals, obtaining their ancestral power and the key to the Heavenly Sanctuary."
"Only then can you come to me."
"I will reveal how to awaken the ancestral power, guiding you to the deepest Hell in the far south."
"You may kill the Demon King or strike a bargain with him."
"Finally, you will slay the Earth God, releasing the power it consumed, restoring it to all beings."
Larter's mind froze. "This… doesn't match my life at all…"
"Besides, I only want to rescue my friend."
Cito expressed regret. "That's not your fault; the prophecy was accurate. The mistake was the unforeseen arrival of the plunderers."
"You don't have much time."
"Not much time for what?"
"You don't have much time left."
"Can I still save Jena?"
"That's irrelevant."
"That's very relevant!"
Cito shook its head. "Don't waste time here. Go to Iron City in the south; you'll receive compensation."
"With your friend there, it won't be difficult."
That friend?
"You mean Zane?"
"No, another."
Cito named Han Verte.
"Do you know who he is?"
"If you wish to save your friend, don't ask too many questions."
With that, Cito spat out a small vial.
"This might help you in a critical moment. Remember, only drink it at the very end."
Receiving the damp vial, Larter was confused. "What is this?"
"A drop of the Dragon God's blood. It can awaken the power within you."
"Go."
...
Unable to secure allies from the Middle-earth Great Forest, he inadvertently learned the world's truth.
Cito's words left Larter pondering, replaying the conversation repeatedly.
After Larter's departure, the Middle-earth Great Forest was invaded.
It happened almost immediately afterward.
Cito had long noticed Chino and the Angel lurking in the shadows; he'd urged Larter to leave.
"Perhaps I'm ready to meet death, but whether death is ready to meet me… remains to be seen."
Hearing Cito, Chino, who obscured the sky, crouched down.
"I sense your confidence."
"Where does your confidence come from?"
Cito looked at the gathering monsters. "Because I believe this world will have a tomorrow, and that tomorrow doesn't belong to you."
"Nor to me."
"But I foresee a tomorrow better than today."
Chino chuckled. "Perhaps the tomorrow you await will never come."
...
Shortly after Larter's departure, grim news arrived from the Middle-earth Great Forest.
Cito was dead.
All one hundred legendary elves were killed; none survived.
The Western Kingdom and the Woma Empire also met the same fate as the Yaren Empire; only one person escaped.
Soon after, Larter encountered that survivor.
A red-haired woman, the fourth strongest human.
Because of her long red hair, she was known as the Crimson Lady.
She sought out Larter's group, hoping to join them.
When asked why, she replied…
"Before the empire's fall, I visited the Middle-earth Great Forest and met Cito. He instructed me to find a Moor, saying he was this world's hope."
Thus, the Crimson Lady joined their ranks.
But somehow, the messianic narrative began to spread.
More and more people viewed Larter as a savior, causing him immense internal torment.
He never wanted to save the world; he only wanted to rescue Jena.
Why had things spiraled out of control?
The sincere gazes of those people felt like burdens placed upon him. This was the weight of responsibility.
They said that with great power comes great responsibility, but Larter never felt capable of such a thing.
He was just an ordinary person.
Soon, someone who knew Cito found Larter.
Another Moor.
He carried the remaining flesh of the Broken King. He knew Larter, and Larter knew him.
"Guise Dorode."
Seeing the man, Larter instantly drew his weapon!
Guise smiled, drawing two black blades. "You've grown strong, Larter, and gathered powerful allies."
"But you never sought me out; it's been rather lonely."
"Have you forgotten how I killed your grandmother and strangled your sister?"
"Don't you hate me? Don't you want to kill me?"
"A mere fugitive, scurrying and hiding. What right do you have to possess the Broken King's remains? What right do you have to vie for kingship with me?"