Chapter 1342: Designed Transcendence (20)

Boom—!

The body of the deceased Left Guardian topples onto the dusty ruins.

The wraith’s form, revealed as the bandages unravel, emanates an empty scent of death.

Udet Ahon, an 8-level Transcendent and Left Guardian of the Temple of Vanished Spirits, died instantly at Lennok’s mere word.

At that moment, the thoughts of the other Transcendent beings who witnessed this halted as if time itself had stopped.

The demon, rising from the abyss, raised a hand wreathed in black chains.

“Wh-what are you trying to—”

Screeeech…!!!

A sinister, ear-grating noise, like rusted metal groaning, breaking, and twisting.

The demon’s claw-like fingers scrape the air, slowly tapping it as if knocking.

At the death-wielding gesture of the demon, black ripples spread outwards in circles from the center of the ruins.

And in that instant, the superhumans who had surrounded the ruins, following Lutchman, began to collapse one after another like marionettes with severed strings.

Thud, thud!!

Crash, crash!!

Without any warning, hearts stopped, cardiopulmonary function ceased, and brainstems severed.

The vital organs that kept humans alive simply stopped functioning with unnerving ease.

With a mere gesture, he granted repose to superhumans who possessed no means or authority to protect themselves.

“Ah, aaaaah!!!!”

“A demon, a demon has…!!!!”

Oooohhhhhh!!!!!

The bodies of the superhumans, their breath cut short, spread outwards like a wave.

At the center, a conductor of death, hands spread wide, gesturing as if playing an instrument in the air.

Amidst the screams erupting at the sight of the Demonic Giant emerging from the darkness, the halted time of the Transcendent beings began to move again.

A death authority so unreally powerful that it was impossible to describe, even as they witnessed it with their own eyes.

That sense of incongruity actually jolted the Transcendent beings’ frozen minds, forcing their thoughts back into motion.

‘Compulsory death—Instant Death Spellcraft…!’

‘It’s impossible. He’s an 8-level Transcendent!! How can a mere word—’

‘There must be conditions or triggers for the spellcraft to activate. We must find them.’

An 8-level ultimate ability user is a being who has transcended the seven Self-Transformation Stages and pioneered their own path.

Mere curses or spells imbued with grudges couldn’t even interfere with a Transcendent who was prepared for battle.

It was clear that the power to directly manipulate death, an authority akin to instant death, had instantly killed the Left Guardian.

If such authority was granted to Adamant Thunder, then an equivalent restriction should also be imposed simultaneously.

Like the Death’s Eye, which requires eye contact, or the Sorcery that demands grasping the heart with bare hands.

There must be powerful conditions, such as magic being sealed after one use, or requiring a portion of one’s lifespan.

If so—

Flash!!!

The Deer Giant moved before their thoughts concluded.

As its hooved legs pressed down on the ground, cracks spread across the entire city.

With immense leg strength, it accelerated as if disappearing from its spot, appearing beside Lennok.

If Adamant Thunder had paid an enormous price to use such an Instant Death Spellcraft of this authority, yet appeared outwardly unharmed, then it was highly likely that at least his inner self was festering and rotting, or he was completely unable to move his body.

Whoosh!!!

‘Destroy his head before he reacts…!!’

The Deer Giant, scattering white steam from its entire body, swings its glowing red hand towards Lennok’s temple.

The Deer Giant’s hand, wreathed in white fur, heated up from air friction, just before it could blow off Lennok’s head.

A black forearm dropped from above the Deer Giant’s head, crushing its massive body with immense speed, slamming it into the ground at Lennok’s feet.

KWAHAAAAANG!!!!!!

“…!!!!”

The Deer Giant’s body, half-crushed at the head before it could react, convulsed on the spot.

The Deer Giant’s body trembled violently, its limbs flailing, caught in the distorted black demonic hand.

The Demonic Giant, appearing above Lennok’s head, glowed with dark eyes in the darkness, trailing black chains.

“That’s it!!”

“No way. What kind of power—”

“That summon also possesses that much physical might simultaneously?”

Mistral had witnessed Lennok instantly killing the Ancient Species monster guarding Gagameon’s battleship with the aid of the Demonic Giant.

However, she had never imagined that a summon assisting a Black Magic spell that forces death upon an opponent would simultaneously possess such military power.

It wouldn’t be strange at all if a summon with special abilities had very little inherent combat power.

In the fleeting moment when even Jenny, who was about to cast magic beside Lennok, and Peshia, standing far away, flinched in surprise and froze.

Lennok, who had been observing the situation with his arms crossed, scattered dark eye-light and looked down at the ruins.

‘Before killing the Left Guardian… I knew I could do it. Why?’

An 8-level ultimate ability user is a being who has transcended hierarchies and forged their own path.

Therefore, Lennok, too, would not have taken such strong opponents lightly.

Regardless of his current confidence in defeating multiple 8-levels, to truly kill them, he would have needed to use his will-thought or Domain.

It was the same reason he could face a Grand Spell Master and the 7th Apostle simultaneously in the Demonic Realm but required the ninth star of the Crimson Star System to kill them both.

But Lennok, despite being able to stop his consciousness and wield magic anytime he wished, did not.

The reason he knew he wouldn’t incur any cost after killing the Left Guardian with Black Magic.

The reason he could ignore the restrictions or costs of the Instant Death Spellcraft throughout his search for the Ascension Relic in the Ark.

From the beginning, Lennok already knew the answer.

‘It’s because of the mirror’s power.’

Lennok thought, looking expressionlessly at the Left Guardian’s corpse.

’Immediately after making contact with ‘him’ beyond the mirror, my spirituality temporarily surged. Was the power of the spellcraft abnormally distorted in that process?’

The Instant Death Spellcraft Lennok created was a power that combined Black Magic and the Corrupted Golden Rule to read, pinpoint, and sever the causal cross-section.

It was a task that normally required an immensely deep mastery of Black Magic, merely being achieved with the Demonic Giant’s assistance.

Originally, this spellcraft would have required enormous costs or restrictions and been used as a joker.

However, Lennok realized that the ‘cost’ of the spellcraft had disappeared near the Ark, where the Ascension Relic existed.

Only after finding the mirror at the center of the ruins and meeting ‘him’ did he finally understand the reason.

“Ugh, cough…”

The Deer Giant’s form, one side of its skull caved in and crushed, was pressed into the Demonic Giant’s hand.

Though somehow gasping for breath and clinging to life, it was closer to a corpse with no hope of recovery.

The Transcendent beings began to analyze the situation, watching this sight.

“He didn’t use the Instant Death Spellcraft to kill that beast. Or rather, couldn’t he?”

“It’s surprising that the summon’s inherent physical might is that strong… but there’s definitely a delay.”

“If there’s a physical ability user who has trained their upper dantian, they might be able to resist neural interference. Concentrate mana in the brainstem to read the signals…”

The remaining Transcendent beings, including the swordsman who had been confronting Peshia, raised their mental power, fully wary of Lennok.

Survivors watched Lennok and the Demonic Giant from all directions, exchanging slow glances.

Lennok fell into thought.

‘Given the mental image I had in the past, it’s not strange. But this is…’

Ban-gung’s Root Mindscape was the very conclusion of a future where everything led to ruin.

Therefore, Lennok’s Black Magic, having absorbed his spirituality, would have grown immensely by accepting that distortion.

It wasn’t an incomprehensible matter. The essence of Black Magic, after all, lay in distortions that deviated from existing spellcraft systems.

Now, he could use Instant Death Spellcraft without any restrictions to crush all living beings here.

Having experienced this realization beforehand was quite useful information. Perhaps someday, he could achieve similar feats without his spirituality.

But—

“It’s a familiar sight.”

The pale-skinned young man, the Monarch of the Azure Gate, who had been observing the situation until now, spoke.

“Are you perhaps acquainted with a black wizard named Myeong?”

“…What did you say?”

Among the Transcendent beings gathered here, this sorcerer possessed a particularly异(unique) aura.

But the Monarch of the Azure Gate’s question, directed at the Demonic Giant, was something Lennok hadn’t anticipated.

“That demon you command is a servant of Hell wielded by the Black Edict. As a member of the Five Families, I once saw such a summon.”

“…”

The Five Families, whose lineages had endured the longest in this world.

Ancient beings recognized as purebloods among wizards who prioritized their sect over their birth.

Was the Monarch of the Azure Gate one of the descendants of those Five Families, then?

“I thought Myeong’s fate also met its end when the Gabihaeng concluded, but who are you?”

The Monarch of the Azure Gate asked with an utterly serious expression, looking at the silent Lennok.

“Are you Myeong’s hidden son?”

“…For a Transcendent seeking enlightenment, you have no prejudices, I’ll give you that.”

Lennok gave a bitter smile and turned his gaze.

“If you carry the blood of the Five Families, you should know without asking such a thing. Do I look like the Nether King’s son?”

“No. You don’t.”

The Monarch of the Azure Gate, observing Lennok’s face with a calm expression, took a step.

“I don’t sense the darkness in you that I feel in the descendants of the Black Edict. I don’t sense the severe depression that corrodes their minds.”

“…”

“I don’t feel the destiny they usurped by sacrificing their own blood relatives… the sin of treachery that doesn’t vanish even in death.”

Whooshhhhh…!!!

The Monarch of the Azure Gate looked back at the cave where a strong sea wind blew, and spoke calmly.

“What I sense in you is not the karma of lineage or origin, but pure talent, infinitely close to its original form. A vessel itself that no seeker I’ve ever seen could approach.”

“…”

“But for that very reason, I cannot understand why you wield that thing.”

The Monarch of the Azure Gate’s gaze turned towards the Demonic Giant hovering beside Lennok.

“That which you command is a symbol of inheriting the karma of the Black Edict. It is the very proof that an entire family committed an unforgivable ‘sin’ for generations.”

“…”

“Because it is a power that exists as the price of sin, not talent or destiny, it cannot be wielded in an ordinary way. The very fact that you handle it… implies some kind of relationship between you and Myeong.”

“Well. I don’t know.”

Clank!!

The Demonic Giant follows Lennok as he walks through the ruins, synchronizing with his movements.

Each time its muscular arms flex and its fists clench, darkness spreads from its forearms, corroding the surroundings.

“I don’t recall ever using spellcraft while thinking about karma or symbols like that.”

“If you inherited the will of the Black Edict after Myeong, there’s no reason to point out your act of wielding it.”

The Monarch of the Azure Gate said in a calm tone.

“But if you wield that demon without knowing the Black Edict’s sin, then your authority itself is likely not a power originally granted to you. You wouldn’t be able to use that spellcraft so easily as you do now.”

“…”

Kiiiiiing—

With a sharp whine of surging mana, the Monarch of the Azure Gate raised his gaze.

“That power was not originally granted to you. I shall reclaim it.”

“Your ridiculous overconfidence is almost admirable. Well, fine. Whether it’s the ruins or the summon, it doesn’t matter, does it?”

Lennok chuckled, gesturing provocatively with the Demonic Giant.

“Try to take it if you can. I have something I want to experiment with, and I need to pick a subject.”

Koo-goo-goo-goo…!!!

No sooner had Lennok’s words fallen than the air of the abandoned ruins at the edge of the coastline sharply rotated.

Dense darkness flowed from around the Demonic Giant, and at the moment the Monarch of the Azure Gate, with his arms crossed, surged his mana.

A colossal tsunami, tens of meters high, erupted from behind the Monarch, crashing down and sweeping away the Ark entirely.

KWAHAAAAANG!!!!!!

“Kyaaaah!!!”

“Damn it, what in the world is that size…!!”

“We’re being swept away, snap out of it!!!”

The giant tsunami crashing down on the ruins instantly pushed everyone in its path out of the Ark.

An overwhelming, transcendent force, filling the Ark with seawater in a single moment, then pushing its contents entirely out.

Thud!!!

The Monarch of the Azure Gate, riding on the overflowing seawater, approached Lennok with incredible speed.

“The Azure Profound Spellcraft I wield is, quite literally, the authority to command the blue sea.”

The Monarch’s calm voice became a Spell-Word in real-time, strengthening the spellcraft and amplifying his mana.

Was he adeptly handling a series of Geases, including Spell-Words, as befitting an ancient wizarding lineage?

“Currents, composition, and everything existing in the nearby sea becomes the subject of my spellcraft’s manipulation. Anything within the sea—”

Crash!! Boom-boom-boom!!!!

Dozens of water pillars surged consecutively, exploding in place and scattering powerful shockwaves.

Immediately after the Demonic Giant raised its forearms to shield Lennok from the shockwaves, the Monarch of the Azure Gate chanted a spell.

Then, a massive catfish with teeth emerged from beneath Lennok’s feet, swallowing his entire body.

“Even living creatures with will cannot defy it.”

KWAHAAAAANG!!!!

The monster’s colossal body, thrashing and leaping as if surging from beneath the sea, swallowed Lennok and then crashed onto the land.

But that was only for a moment; it soon writhed in pain, then opened its mouth wide and fiercely flapped its gills.

Groan, groan—

Gasping for air, it rolled around in the seawater-submerged ruins.

Then, the catfish’s flank burst open, and the Demonic Giant’s forearm shot out.

Boommm!!!

“A spellcraft that commands the very category of ‘sea’ itself, rather than being confined to specific attributes or taming?”

Lennok stepped out from between the falling flesh, looking up at the Monarch of the Azure Gate riding on the waves.

“As expected of a family scion, you use peculiar spellcraft. At this level, isn’t it closer to Primitive Magic than spellcraft?”

Most magic and spellcraft existing in the modern era tend to focus on controlling specific attributes or phenomena.

Because the manipulation methods for each attribute and concept are vastly different, it’s difficult to encompass all categories unless one is a Trait-type spellcaster.

But the Monarch of the Azure Gate, despite not being a Trait-type spellcaster, included inorganic and organic matter within the sea as subjects of his spellcraft.

Lennok pointed out that this itself bore similarities to Primitive Magic, which handles ancient mysteries.

“Explaining it to an outsider who isn’t from the family would be meaningless. Think what you want.”

[River-Breaking Water Bomb]

Boom-boom-boom-boom!!!!

Concentrated seawater launches like artillery shells from all directions, raining down maniacally on the ruins where Lennok stands.

The entire Ark, where the ruins were hidden, shook and vibrated from the impact.

Peshia, who was being pushed back beyond the tsunami by the sudden changes in the battlefield, cursed vehemently.

“Gah, agh…!! These damn bastards, seriously!!”

With the Monarch of the Azure Gate’s participation, overflowing tsunamis and water bombs falling from the sky.

Corrupted corpses, steeped in necromancy, surged from various parts of the sunken ruins, self-destructing.

And amidst it all, the former Legion Commander pressed Peshia with incredible speed right before her eyes.

There were too many variables to contend with from all directions, making it difficult to move freely. Here…!

“Elf!”

“I know, I know…!!”

Flash!!

Mistral, helmeted and crouched, raced across the overflowing water.

The elf’s body, naturally light-boned, accelerated, running across the water’s surface towards Jenny.

“Jenicia, catch her!!”

“Mistral…!!!”

Jenny, who had been blocking the corpses with Ouroboros from behind the sinking ruins after Lennok and the Monarch of the Azure Gate’s engagement began, sharply turned her gaze.

Her eyes widened in surprise at Mistral running on water, then she immediately retracted her magic circle and reached out her hand.

Mistral, who barely caught Jenny, was about to vertically dash up the cliff to escape the battlefield.

Just then, a colossal kraken surfaced from beneath the water, extending its tentacles in all directions, knocking everything away.

KWAHAAAAANG!!!!!

“Kya, agh…!!!”

She barely managed to push Jenny’s body into the upper deck of the Ark’s flagship, which was violently rocking.

What Mistral saw as she was thrown back by the impact was Lennok and the Monarch of the Azure Gate’s forms clashing, treading on the kraken’s legs.

Innumerable compressed water bombs floated from the Monarch’s fingertips, and the demon hovering behind Lennok clenched its fists.

The two, turning their bodies on slippery tentacles, exchanged glances simultaneously, reaching out their hands to each other.

The supersonically launched water bombs and the demon’s arms clashed more than dozens of times in the air, unleashing powerful shockwaves.

Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!!!!!

“…!!!”

Hundreds of compressed water bombs per second, fired at close range without a chance to react, following the Monarch’s gestures.

The demon’s form, like a machine gun, deflects the continuous water bombs without a single mistake, protecting its master.

Koo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo!!!

The remnants of the Ark, where the ruins were located, shook and vibrated fiercely from the impact.

The air trembled so violently that a strong wind blew, making it difficult even to stand still.

But after exchanging a series of blows, the Monarch of the Azure Gate’s eyes had grown even colder than before.

“Without even drawing out your lightning… do you intend to face me solely with the power of your summon?”

There was no one across the continent who didn’t know Adamant Thunder’s ultimate technique, now that the subjugation operation was over.

Thus, the Monarch of the Azure Gate had already prepared to somehow avoid the lightning when he intruded upon the ruins.

But Lennok, even during his engagement with the Monarch of the Azure Gate, hadn’t even brought out his lightning, let alone used much mana.

He had set aside even the Instant Death Spellcraft that killed the Left Guardian in one blow, simply deflecting the Monarch’s attacks with the pure power of the demon.

“If I use mana now, I’d have to show something I don’t want to.”

Lennok glanced at the mirror floating in the center of the submerged ruins and retorted.

“I’ve decided how to handle it. All that’s left is to choose the target.”

“How utterly arrogant—”

Lennok’s incomprehensible reply. His relaxed attitude, as if he already held the mirror.

The absurd fact was that the Monarch of the Azure Gate still couldn’t lay a finger on this arrogant wizard.

Crash!!!

The Monarch of the Azure Gate drove waves, pushing Lennok against the cliff, and repeatedly pierced him with sharp water spears.

He created water giants, scraping away the cliff and the entire ruins, and bursting their bellies with punches.

Kraken tentacles, like cannonballs, pierced through the caves, collapsing them, while monsters rampaging beneath the surface gnawed at the debris.

The Monarch’s offensive was an unmanageable barrage from all directions, using the very environment of the sea as a weapon and means of attack.

But the Demonic Giant protecting Lennok perfectly shielded its master from all these attacks.

Thud!!

Water bombs falling from above were swatted away by the Demonic Giant’s forearm.

Kraken legs shooting from below were seized by black chains, altering their trajectory and deflecting them.

With claw-like hands, it tore apart seawater, monster fins, and flesh, then clasped its hands together as smoothly as flowing water.

And the Monarch of the Azure Gate’s heart stopped on the spot.

Black Edict-type unique magic Principle Change, Concept Distortion

Scree ch

[Die.]

Black ripples pierce through the continuously overflowing waves of the tsunami.

The water giant, and the violent kraken thrashing beneath the surface, strangely stopped, their breaths cut short.

A bizarre phenomenon, deviating from the order of spellcraft, ‘killing’ not only living beings and summons but even the flow and overflow of waves.

“This can’t be—!!”

The Monarch of the Azure Gate’s mana and will-thought, pierced by the black ripples, were momentarily suppressed as if dead.

A disagreeable sensation, as if something sticky was mixed in with the blood flowing through all his veins, blocking circulation.

Black Magic of a level that temporarily interfered with and paralyzed even the Monarch of the Azure Gate’s Transcendent spellcraft.

Before the Monarch of the Azure Gate, who forcibly shook it off, could raise his Magical Perception to prepare for Lennok’s ensuing offensive.

The Demonic Giant, crashing in from beside him, pressed down on the Monarch’s shoulder with immense speed, slamming his body hard.

KWAHAAAAANG!!!!

“…!!”

An intense, piercing pain as the bones in his back crushed and his spine cracked.

Lennok, extending his hand, spoke to the Monarch of the Azure Gate, who gasped for breath and lowered his head.

“You’re quite clever. I tried to briefly stop your heart, but you forcibly maintained blood circulation with spellcraft to cling to life?”

“…”

“It wouldn’t be strange for a Transcendent of your caliber to withstand cardiac arrest. In any case, I don’t intend to kill you immediately.”

Lennok tilted his head as he approached the Monarch of the Azure Gate, who was heavily pressed down by the Demonic Giant’s forearm.

“Since you seem to be docile now, I’ll ask a few things. You seem to know the Nether King, what family do you belong to?”

“…”

“Your skill is excellent, but not comparable to the Nether King. And since you’re not the family head, I assume you’re not from the main line.”

If the Monarch of the Azure Gate had inherited the main line of an ancient family, his epithet would have been ‘Family Head,’ not ‘Monarch of the Gate.’

The fact that it wasn’t suggested he wasn’t a direct descendant of the Five Families.

The Monarch’s spellcraft and skill were outstanding, but not on par with the Nether King.

That difference might be the criterion distinguishing direct and collateral lines of ancient families.

He needed to know more about the Five oldest Families.

He wanted to know why Myeong had to fail the Gabihaeng and bring about his own end.

And why, amidst it all, he had left his will to Lennok.

“It’s natural that I can’t compare… He was the last survivor of the Black Edict’s bloodline.”

The Monarch of the Azure Gate looked up.

“That karma must have made him stronger than anyone else.”

“…Because he was the last survivor, he had no choice but to be stronger?”

“You don’t know what sin the Black Edict family committed to try and change their own destiny.”

The Monarch of the Azure Gate looked at Lennok with sunken eyes.

“You also don’t know what treachery they desired, even going so far as to condemn their own kin to hell.”

“…”

“If so, I have no reason to speak further about it.”

Pressed down by the Demonic Giant’s forearm, the Monarch of the Azure Gate whispered, as if struggling to breathe.

“…Domain expansion.”

PAAAAAAAH!!!!!!

Monochromatic ripples exploded outwards, swiftly engulfing the surroundings.

This was the prelude to the Monarch of the Azure Gate’s Domain, projected by his Root Mindscape, deployed with full power.

At that moment, he acknowledged that he would need to use his full power to face Lennok, who hadn’t even drawn out his lightning yet.

“Ah, yes. I didn’t expect much anyway.”

Lennok nodded and raised his mana.

With the Demonic Giant’s forearm before him, Lennok asked,

“A Transcendent’s Root Mindscape, huh. Shall I experiment to see if I can ‘kill’ a mind once?”

“…!!!!”

Kiiiiiieek!!!

At that moment, the Domain that was about to unfold around the Monarch of the Azure Gate halted as if by magic.

A peculiar sight, as if the already deploying Domain had simply stopped mid-manifestation.

That he could control the manifestation of his Root Mindscape to this extent was proof of the Monarch of the Azure Gate’s exceptional spellcraft capabilities.

But Lennok merely chuckled, looking at the Monarch’s distorted expression.

“You truly are obsessed with enlightenment. Did you stop resisting because you value your mental image more than your life?”

“…”

“You actually thought I could ‘kill’ your Domain.”

“…The mirror.”

The Monarch of the Azure Gate laboriously lifted his gaze through his wet hair.

“The cause of this outrageous situation… it was that mirror.”

“…”

“Adamant Thunder. No matter how strong you are… no matter how transcendent a wizard you are… without being an Ascendant, this is impossible. If so, the variable is…”

Although he didn’t grasp the specific details, he understood that the cause of this difficult-to-accept outcome lay with the mirror.

That the mirror, which he thought would restrain Lennok, had instead granted him an incomprehensibly powerful authority.

That starting the engagement without knowing this fact itself was an irreversible blunder.

Merely realizing this meant the Monarch of the Azure Gate was indeed an exceptionally skilled Transcendent.

“Don’t worry.”

Therefore, Lennok decided to answer the Monarch directly.

“I just decided. You won’t be suitable.”

“…What?”

“For someone who cherishes their enlightenment so much, I wouldn’t get the results I want from you, even within that.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’ve been thinking about it ever since I saw the mirror at the center of the ruins.”

Leaving the fallen Monarch, Lennok, controlling the Demonic Giant, turned towards the Kaleidoscope.

“That’s an outcome that exists in reality without directly touching my mental image. So, there must be an attempt I can only make at this moment.”

“What are you… talking about?”

“If I killed all of you here, I wouldn’t get the results I want.”

Snap!!!

In the demon’s hand, wreathed in black chains, the now blood-stained Deer Giant was clutched.

Its one skull crushed, unconscious, barely clinging to life—a half-corpse.

Lennok, turning with the blood-soaked beast, approached the Kaleidoscope, raising his mana.

More than he had ever synchronized with the mirror until now. As if to complete the synchronization perfectly at this very moment.

PAAAAAAAH!!!!

The mirror, synchronized with Lennok’s mana, rotated counter-clockwise, projecting a dazzling golden light.

The mirror’s form, reacting simultaneously with the surging mana, transformed into the Kaleidoscope.

At that moment, the Monarch of the Azure Gate, noticing this, cried out in an unprecedentedly urgent tone,

“What are you trying to do…!!”

“I’ve been curious for a long time. What would happen if I put someone other than myself into the Kaleidoscope?”

The Demonic Giant, without hesitation, kicked the Deer Giant’s body into the Kaleidoscope, pushing it inside.

“I’ll have to see for myself right here, right now.”