A Duel with the Mad God

"You wanna... go one-on-one?"

Dre answered by drawing characters with his Runar.

'Yeah.'

Nanar let out a long, deflated sigh like air escaping a balloon. On the surface, he looked utterly exasperated and dismissive, but his true feelings were far from that.

'Well... in this state, it might actually be dangerous.'

His true body had descended directly into a higher stage of Elyunar, which placed severe restrictions on him. Any damage he took could affect his main body in the divine realm. On top of that, Kaits' power had sealed away most of his authorities. When he first descended, he had toyed with Dre by scrambling his senses, but Dre's senses had grown far sharper since then. That trick wouldn't work anymore. One wrong move and he could take serious damage from a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠blind Severing Sword. Most importantly... there was no guarantee Dre wouldn't sever the contract binding Kaits and himself if things got desperate.

'The system messages get cut off when he's pissed. I should assume he'll definitely do it.'

Kaits and Dre were both coming at him. Fighting three unkillable zombies had been entertaining, but this promised even more thrills.

But then Dre spoke.

"So send everyone else away."

"...? Why would I do that?"

Nanar didn't consider taking hostages cowardly. In fact, he found it more fun when someone overcame such disadvantages and struck back.

"You're already sending Kaits away, aren't you? At least give me that much."

Nanar hesitated.

"...Hmm. Dre. You're planning to send Kaits away and fight me one-on-one?"

"That's what one-on-one means."

"...Huu."

This time, a genuine laugh escaped him. Mullin and Reina had been inhumanly tough—almost godlike—but the only reason they'd been able to fight Nanar at all was because of Kaits. Without him, Dre's durability would melt away in an instant.

Yet why did this excite him? He'd thought it was ridiculous, so why was his heart pounding now? Like a child waiting for a present. Nanar hid his feelings and spread both arms.

"Then stop the authorities affecting these children yourself. If you can do that with your current body, I won't touch Mullin, Reina, or the others..."

"Okay."

Without waiting for Nanar to finish, Dre swung his sword in rapid succession. First, the frenzy affecting Mullin and Reina vanished. Dre kicked Mullin hard toward Krashe and gently caught Reina in his arms.

"Thanks. I'll call it even for you two attacking first."

"U-ugh..."

Reina's eyes fluttered open and she looked at Dre.

"That was cool."

He patted her head and gently pushed her toward the others. Soft water began carrying her away. It was the Water Dragon. Nanar watched with interest.

'Has he completely synchronized with Dre...?'

Krashe carried Reina and Mullin upward to higher ground.

"That fucking bastard..."

Mullin ground her teeth. Why kick her when he could have carried her gently like Reina?

Then there was Kaits. The contract binding him wasn't something that could be severed so easily, yet Dre's sword cut through it with surprising ease.

"......"

Kaits immediately gathered his power and glared at Nanar. Nanar hadn't expected the contract to break so easily, and his face showed clear bewilderment. Kaits naturally shifted into a combat stance...

"Kaits."

"......"

"Trust me and go. I'll win."

Kaits stared silently at Dre's face. Dre met his gaze and spoke without sound.

'I won't stop.'

If it were the Kaits Nanar knew, he wouldn't stop here. The lesson he'd learned through thousands of regressions was that the only one he could rely on was himself.

"...Understood."

That was why Nanar couldn't help but grin when Kaits truly withdrew his power. Though he'd left behind a trace of strength for evacuation, which still limited Nanar's power, that too would soon disappear.

'Whoa... nice. This is nice.'

Nanar had always loved unexpected developments.

"Alright. Go."

Nanar permitted everyone except Dre to leave.

"W-wait, Deuret...!"

At Meiyal's call, Dre waved his hand reassuringly. At the same time, he gave Kaits a look, and Kaits began moving the group. Some resisted.

"Staying here will only make you hostages for Nanar. If you want to be dead weight, I won't stop you."

At those words, Eli, Meiyal, and the others stopped moving. Soon, Kaits' power surged. Though the distance was relatively short for Kaits, he could teleport multiple people at once, so there was no need to carry them by force.

Space transfer began.

Flash!

The mana presence vanished. The surroundings had grown quiet before anyone realized it. The silence was broken by Nanar's excited voice.

"I didn't think Kaits would actually leave~"

"Really? I figured he would. He's a cold-hearted bastard, after all."

"That's true. So our Dre. What did you say to that cold-hearted Kaits? I'm curious."

Nanar knew Dre had mouthed something to Kaits. Only Dre, who knew about Kaits' past lives where lip-reading had been necessary, could make such a request. Nanar couldn't tell what had been said. Partly because of the angle, but also because he'd deliberately avoided looking to savor his own curiosity.

Instead of answering, Dre showed anger.

"You son of a bitch. Why the hell is it 'our Dre'?"

"Ahaha. That's what you're mad about?"

Nanar raised one hand.

"Now then, let's go."

"? Go where?"

"You don't think you can beat me in that state, do you? You sent the others away with Kaits because you figured he couldn't protect them, right? So you could buy time?"

"Bullshit."

Dre's lips curled into a vicious grin.

"I sent them away so they wouldn't get caught in the attack I'm about to use on you."

"Oh? Then should I bring them back?"

"If you can. If they come back, well, can't be helped then."

Nanar blinked. Where did all this confidence come from? He clearly had a basis for it, yet he seemed strangely excited.

Was he actually enjoying having his limbs blown off because he was a masochist?

"Hmm. But you know what?"

"What, you bastard."

"There's still someone left here."

"I know. Someone I have no reason to protect."

Nanar fell silent, and someone revealed themselves. Krashe, who had been waiting while invisible.

"Tch... You talk like trash."

"So what?"

"...You must have something planned?"

Krashe extended his hand.

"I'll buy you time."

"Kuhuhuhuhuhuhuh...!"

Nanar burst out laughing. There were many reasons. Krashe's arrogance in declaring he'd stop him despite seeing Nanar's power was one, but Dre's attitude was what truly delighted him. If Dre had meekly followed along, Nanar would've lost interest.

'Things have already deviated too far from the plan. The consumption of causality is severe. I should take Dre away immediately, but...'

Nanar was currently paying an enormous price. Normally, he would take Dre away right now, release his manifestation, and restore causality. He also had to guard against interference from other deities. But Nanar... was curious what Dre would do.

'Life is boring if everything goes according to plan.'

Nanar laughed with genuine pleasure and smiled brightly.

"Alright, Dre. You said one-on-one, right?"

"......"

"Let's do it."

There was no need to take a stance. Nanar's current state was beyond a complete descent into this realm—he was practically a transcendent drawing power from his true body in the divine realm. He could attack with a mere thought.

Dre's condition, on the other hand, was a complete mess. Even if he could manage one proper attack, that would likely be his limit.

"Resonance requires a suitable target, you know?"

"Huh?"

Nanar's gaze fell on the ring and bracelet in Dre's hands.

"You sent Gold, Elycia, and Meichi away. What exactly do you think you can do alone?"

It was surprising that the artifacts remained docile in the hands of someone who didn't share their bloodline, but resonance was another matter.

As for Dre's other trump cards...

'The Water Dragon, huh.'

He'd thought Malakia's consciousness and the wraith had been eliminated, but it was still alive and fused with Dre's body. Had Dre done something there too?

'This will be fun to figure out.'

To savor that fun, he would attack with everything he had. If Dre couldn't withstand the attack and it ended there, that would be fine too. Emptiness and misery were also wonderful emotions.

"Here I come, Dre. Try blocking this first."

Hum.

Even though there was no need to take a stance, he did so anyway. While simply wielding power didn't require it, this authority—the light that blinds the foolish—required a specific posture.

It was a power that had nearly incapacitated even someone like Mullin in one hit. Its might now, with a near-complete descent, went without saying. Even Kaits couldn't be certain what would happen if hit without his authorities.

A destructive laser shot toward Dre.

***

It was an authority. He'd seen it enough times to know. As expected, that laser could only be fired in a straight line and no other form. Such power came with reasonable restrictions.

Now, block it? Dodge it?

His thoughts raced at extreme speed, but the laser flew at the speed of light. There wasn't much time to think.

Mari had only restored one arm. He had to save that arm for attacking. If he tried to defend with the crude limbs he'd made himself, they'd be pierced and he'd die.

So there was only one option left.

Dre thrust his groin forward and leaped.

"Huh?"

Nanar made a dumbfounded sound.

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"That won't work."

Nanar sneered. And then—

KUAAAAAAAH!!

Golden sparks scattered in all directions. The light laser couldn't penetrate Dre's groin and balls. It disintegrated and dispersed.

"No way?!"

Nanar's shocked groan felt satisfying. Once the light laser completely disintegrated, Dre landed on the ground with a refreshing feeling.

"...How? That was one of my strongest attacks in terms of power."

"Huu... Nanar. For someone called the Chief God, you sure don't know much."

"......"

Runar was the energy of life. Among the genitals closest to life, the balls that stored sperm could be considered life itself. Furthermore...

"It's Fire Egg. In other words, fire. There's no way light could penetrate fire..."

"...Shit, you fucking bastard. Why do you have to be a know-it-all right now?"

Mangshin interrupted.

[I've been holding back because your behavior was entertaining, but if you take another hit to the balls, you might end up impotent.]

"......"

[I don't want that.]

Neither did he. Cold sweat ran down his cheeks. He lowered his boldly extended finger and wiped away the cold sweat, pretending nothing was wrong.

"...Heh. So there must be some kind of restriction?"

"There isn't?"

"Ahaha. Cold sweat? You have some cute sides too~"

"No I don't? I don't?"

"Anyway... whatever it is, you always show me more than I imagined. So I'm really looking forward to seeing what your attack is."

Nanar licked his lips. With Makia's appearance, it looked unnecessarily lewd.

"I'll get serious, Dre."

"......Three minutes."

"Huh?"

"I'll finish you in three minutes."

Nanar didn't even show a wry smile. He probably thought it was just provocation. Nanar was a monster. Until now, except when facing Kaits, Mullin, and Reina, he'd just been playing around. Dre hadn't even been able to endure that play and had been utterly crushed.

From what he'd heard, Nanar couldn't draw the true power of the god in the divine realm, but even so, Dre could feel the same wall he'd sensed from Ascartlop in the illusion.

But.

Even so, he didn't think he'd lose. He knew he was ridiculously simple-minded, but... even though it was just a light touch on the lips because she was too embarrassed...

Thanks to the sensation of Meiyal's lips that remained, he felt an omnipotent confidence that he could do anything.

Nanar smiled leisurely, wondering what to make of Dre's relaxed attitude.

"So try your best while enduring my attacks. I'm feeling excited right now."

"If you're excited, just wait quietly."

"It wouldn't be fun if I went easy..."

CRASH!

A red mist trapped Nanar. It took a moment to recognize it. It was Krashe's Prison of Blood. It had definitely been black when fighting him, so why was it red now?

BOOM!

Naturally, Nanar burst out immediately and made an incredulous expression.

"You were definitely Graise's child, right?"

"......"

"Not that I'm complaining about you interfering... but you really want to fight me?"

"Dre!"

Shit, that scared him. His voice was ridiculously loud.

"I'll buy you time!"

"That's fine, but if you get caught in my attack, you'll die too."

"...It doesn't matter."

"What?"

"I couldn't protect Lady Elycia. You did. I can't endure that kind of humiliation. I'll throw away this life here."

"......"

He had a strange sense of pride.

"Ahaha. Good, good."

Nanar, who had been clapping, now wore a face full of curiosity.

"But I'm curious about something. You're affiliated with Graise, who has the light attribute, right? So why are you using the power of the 'Clan of Darkness'?"

"Hah!"

Instead of answering, another Prison of Blood.

CRASH!

Nanar broke out again immediately. But those two prisons had revealed one fact to Dre. The prison... was surprisingly effective. Whatever attack Nanar used was consumed and disappeared when breaking the prison, so after breaking out, he couldn't immediately attack Dre. And while he hesitated for a moment, he was imprisoned again. The deployment time was clearly shorter than before. Normally, the Prison of Blood shouldn't cause this phenomenon. There was some new power at work. And the Mind Realm Declaration he'd been most worried about hadn't activated. Something... someone other than Kaits was blocking the mind realm.

"I was wondering what you were doing. Revelation and the Sword Emperor Coalition? No, those kids alone couldn't do it. This energy... the Dream Demon royalty? This is..."

Nanar's muttering. And then, a tearing laugh. He'd seen it many times. When something unexpected happened to him, Nanar made that rotten smile. Don't make that shitty expression on Makia's cute face.

......Wait, unexpected?

......

He'd just thought of it, but let's try it. That aside, Dre had also sensed someone intervening. Along with Krashe's comrades he'd fought with, there was a power that could even be called familiar.

The power of the Dream Demon, similar to the Demon King Inris of Jinyeonok.

"Inseos?"

The name of the student he knew well slipped from his mouth. That girl was clearly doing something from afar, and on top of that, another person's power was at work. He'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠felt this power before too. The power of the one Inris had called 'Arbedia.'

CRASH!

Nanar, who had already broken the third prison, smiled faintly. The prison had previously taken nearly a second to redeploy, but now it was as if there was no cooldown. There would be limits to that monstrous speed, but...

What are you doing?

He was preparing to attack without missing this opportunity. First, he raised his Runar.

Ooooooh.

He'd seen well how to use it. The communion shared between artifacts and their owners. And the series of flows that had allowed him to borrow that communion from Kaits and use it incompletely.

The Harte family's bracelet. The Graise family's ring. And the Love Yarte family's couple ring, which he'd hidden with Runar so Nanar couldn't see it, floated up.

"Now, Water Dragon."

[Understood!]

The Water Dragon's power, which had been hiding inside his body, wrapped around him. Suddenly, a pillar of water soared beside him. When the water settled, a monument appeared. It was... the monument that had been in the hidden location of the Sea God's Cave. Placing his hand on the monument, Dre felt a sea of Runar far greater than his total Runar capacity.

"Huh, that's..."

The flustered Nanar was trapped in the Prison of Blood. Good, he could leave him there for a while longer. Handling this ocean-like power required much faster processing than usual.

'Self Flame Stage 3'

Fwoooosh!

Flames ignited on his body. His physical abilities and thinking speed surged. Nanar, who had broken out of the prison, openly sneered at him.

"Huh? Huhhh? You think you can even scratch me with a body enhancement technique and the Water Dragon's hidden opportunity???"

The bastard talked too much. As if to show him, Dre raised the sword Rius had brought. If it weren't a sword forged by a god, it wouldn't withstand what he was about to pour into it!

He began converting the ocean-like Runar entirely into divine power.

CRASH!

Nanar, who had been imprisoned again as soon as he broke out, wore an incredulous expression.

"...Converting Runar into divine power is possible...? That doesn't make sense..."

CRASH!

Imprisoned again. It was better when it was quiet.

Rumble rumble rumble.

Even just the process so far gave him an absurdly excessive torrent of power that he'd never had before. But this wasn't enough. This might work against the Nanar who'd first appeared here, but against someone who'd drawn out his power to the limit, this was just a handful of strength. The sea was vast, but Nanar's Runar was planetary in scale. So let's expand the sea.

CRASH!

The time to break the prison had shortened. And the time to imprison him again had lengthened. The reason was obvious. The Dream Demon's power was weakening.

"Haha. So you've reached your limit?"

"Kuh...!"

Krashe, his mask removed, was bleeding from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. The support from the Dream Demons and users had also reached its limit, and he could feel the divine beasts and even Nanar's mind realm drawing closer.

"Ahaha. Dre! Yes! I'll admit it! An amount of divine power like the sea... that's something even most deities would struggle to achieve in one strike."

Nanar pointed his finger at Dre.

"Yeah, yeah. It was pretty impressive! But even so, that level..."

No answer was needed. His power would speak for him.

Crackle crackle crackle!

Ooooooh!

KUAAAAK!

When the three powers activated simultaneously, Nanar stopped speaking. He must have been speechless. Even the user himself was shocked.

The yellow bracelet, golden ring, and pink couple ring. From each artifact, lightning, light, and the power of 'Rise' surged endlessly.

"...Good heavens."

Nanar muttered blankly.

"You... how can you unlock the artifacts? How... can you resonate with Pryunar's power?!"

"It works, so what are you gonna do about it?"

Nanar came to a complete stop. For one second, then he burst into a wide grin and shouted.

"Mind Realm Declaration!"

Yeah, fuck off.

Had he sensed the danger? Nanar forcibly used Mind Realm Declaration. Dre used a fragment of the sea-like Runar to perform 'Reality Manipulation,' just as he had with Poseid.

Rumble rumble rumble.

The mind realm that was about to unfold returned to normal. But... he knew it. This was like pissing on frozen feet.

"That kind of trick can only delay it for a moment!"

A moment's pause was enough. The three artifacts could resonate not only with the caster but also with each other. He'd noticed that from the 'connection' between artifacts he'd seen when Kaits used resonance. He poured Runar into the lines connecting the artifacts. The legacies of the Ten Heroes responded immediately. The two rings and bracelet floated up, and lines connected between them. At the center was Dre, who had become flame itself. The smile on Nanar's lips disappeared.

His own flame, burning fiercely due to Self Flame, transformed into the power of the artifacts. The fire burned while crackling like lightning, emitting a light more brilliant than any light Nanar had ever emitted.

Thump.

Resonance. Runar... no, a wave containing mana, qi, magic power, holy power... every type of power he knew spread out, and everything it touched disintegrated. The power that had tried to form the Mind Realm Declaration shattered. The Severing power was embedded in this wave itself.

Nanar seemed to think this was dangerous, as all composure vanished from his expression. Dre looked down at the gasping Krashe.

"Krashe."

"...Don't worry about me and cut him down."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"What?"

Flash.

Krashe's figure disappeared. Nanar snorted, his eyes wide.

"You're too kind, Dre. I was wondering what you'd asked Kaits, but all you requested was to warp that child away after one minute... was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that it?"

"Kind?"

"...No, since Krashe worked desperately without knowing he was in the palm of your hand, isn't it actually cruel?"

He was misunderstanding something. Dre's lips curled to their limit without him realizing. Sensing something unusual, Nanar's face stiffened.

"Don't talk bullshit. I can only be satisfied by beating you one-on-one. That's why I sent him away."

"......Is that so?"

That was his true feeling. It would be nice if he survived, but if he interfered with killing this bastard, he didn't mind if everyone died.

"You're crazy too, huh?"

Now empowered by the artifacts, even if only momentarily, Dre could see the power of causality. That causality... was being consumed in large chunks. Soon, all the attacks Nanar had shown so far poured down. But he wasn't alone on this side. One-on-one was fine, but ganging up was the most fun.

Splash!

Thousands of waters surged and moved him at tremendous speed, sometimes protecting him.

"Water Dragon!"

He'd originally planned with the Water Dragon to dodge Nanar's attacks. But thanks to Krashe, he'd bought much more time. He hated to admit it, but without that guy, he might not have gathered this much power.

"Hah!"

A joyful laugh. Even in this situation where he'd witnessed realistic power to crush him, the fact that Nanar still seemed to be enjoying himself didn't sit well. He'd make that mouth bake bread soon. Causality was consumed in another large chunk.

"You can't dodge this anymore, can you?"

Tens of thousands of light rays. An attack beyond imagination, but he had never intended to dodge with just the Water Dragon's power in the first place. What he was aiming for was Makia. Nanar's power was so strong right now that completely awakening her was impossible. Yes, completely. That meant, conversely, that an incomplete awakening was possible.

The water protecting him suddenly disappeared and appeared all at once beside Nanar, engulfing him. Nanar, who had been briefly swept away, scattered the water with an annoyed finger movement, and Dre was right in front of him. Nanar's stance was broken, and Dre had gained time for just one action.

"I didn't think you'd approach..."

This was disadvantageous for him. Because both he and Nanar could feel that he'd only be able to manage one attack. He couldn't finish this guy off with the power he hadn't fully gathered yet, and attacks that didn't strain his body wouldn't work at all. Furthermore, since he'd closed the distance himself, Nanar wouldn't let him go now. Nanar's attacks couldn't reach him immediately due to the power of the artifacts and flames he was emitting, but it was only a matter of time. At the very least, he shouldn't close the distance without a heavy hit like Reina or Mullin, and he didn't have that kind of power. But had he charged in without thinking?

"Now, defense or attack. Which will you choose? Whichever you choose, death is certain...?"

Nanar's tone changed to one of confusion. It was understandable. Dre had simply brought his face closer. Makia had said that while she might not awaken from physical shock, she might from mental shock.

...Kissing an ugly guy would be a huge shock, wouldn't it, Makia?

Soon, their lips met. And then—

"......Hweeeeeeh?!?!?!?!"

As expected, Makia had some consciousness left. She covered her mouth with both hands and leaped backward.

"Uwaa?! Uwaaaaaah?!?!"

Steam rose from her head as her face turned bright red. Well, only half her face was like that, while the other half was still tinged with light.

"Wh-what...!"

Nanar's face was dumbfounded. This was his chance. He concentrated intensely and increased his power. With no interference, the concentration of power accelerated more than ever before...

Alright. Almost there.

"Move aside?! Makia!!"

BOOM!!

Nanar, who had regained control despite considerable strain, was panting. And he laughed again as if enjoying himself. He was still laughing. Nanar, you can laugh in crisis because you've never been properly beaten. That's why you think you can overcome anything later. Arrogant bastard.

He could feel causality being consumed not just in chunks, but in massive quantities. Warm, murderous sunlight poured down like the sun shining on the ground. It was an area attack dozens of times stronger than the technique that had first blown off his limbs. The Water Dragon seemed to be countering it with authority, but it still seemed inferior to a god. This was getting dangerous. Did he have no choice but to take it with his body? Or should he use his trump card now...

At that moment, giant seaweed, sharks, octopuses, whales... and finally, a giant fish-man appeared. They were the Five Generals of the Sea, also known as the Sea God's Generals. Their bodies each turned into Runar and became a massive tsunami that blocked the sunlight. The water evaporated quickly from the light, but it bought time.

"Pretty good for dead wraiths... but it's only for a moment, you know?"

"A moment is enough."

Now, the second minute.

He had completely understood how to use the most important power, 'Rise.' Feeling the power stabilize... now it was time to create a power even he couldn't control.

Flash!

He no longer needed the help of the Water Dragon and the Generals. They had fulfilled their roles. At his will, the reliable allies released their power, and sunlight poured down.

It was just warm. Nothing unusual.

"...What."

Compared to the flames he was currently wearing, sunlight was nothing. The crimson flame that could turn even the caster into a handful of ashes if mishandled. The kindling for that fire was countless Runar.

Thump. Thump.

The Water Dragon poured water energy into him. When Love Yarte's Rise activated, lightning, light, water, fire... and even the power of those forces resonating grew several times, dozens of times, hundreds of times... to an unimaginable level. Even Nanar looked faded in comparison as the crimson flame burned bright red.

"......"

While Nanar's face was turning pale, the waves of Rise and resonance continued to grow in power. Just from the power waves, the divine beasts Nanar had summoned crumbled and burned away.

"Nanar."

"......"

"Laugh again."

Nanar couldn't laugh. The attacks he performed only resulted in further fueling Dre's flames. He was certain. If hit by this, even a god... even the Chief God would die. There was no living being this strike couldn't kill!

Now, with multiple powers mixed, it was his turn to act. His specialty was sensing and manipulating power. He was much more confident in that than Kaits. He condensed the separate powers to increase their power even further. And then, compression. The volume of the endlessly growing power decreased. But its power rose much higher. Eventually, the attack containing all kinds of powers settled into his sword and became a massive sword of flame. Every time the sword of flame blazed, the heat made space itself tremble. Cracks began to form in the heaven Nanar had created. Nanar, judging that attacks were useless, wrapped all his power in defense. On top of that, he seemed to have manifested all kinds of defensive authorities by consuming causality in large chunks. But this sword of flame was the essence containing all techniques and powers. It would nullify and pierce through any authority or spell. Now, this was the important part. He focused his mind. With his current self, it should be possible. Cutting only what he wanted to cut should be possible. Nanar. If you're going to die, die alone.

He didn't know what misunderstanding was happening, but a smile played on his lips.

"Nanarrrrrrrrr!!"

Following the flame, the form of a black dragon opened its jaws wide behind him and roared. When the crimson flame and black darkness mixed, it looked incredibly cool. Enough to overwhelm Kaits' golden flame. Very satisfying. At the same time, the energy of darkness and poison also settled into the sword, and the power rose even further. A smile hung on Nanar's lips. A tense smile filled with cold sweat.

"This is... this is... death...! Hahahaha!!"

He couldn't tell if it was fear or joy, but whatever. Since he seemed to want to die, he'd gladly kill him.

"Now, Nanar."

Tightly gripping the sword hilt, he smiled.

"Take this."

"...!"

Nanar shouted with wide eyes.

Mind Realm Declaration

"Fanaticism, Inequality for All!!"

The approaching mind realm of Nanar... And in response, he swung his sword. All defensive spells, skills, and authorities were nothing more than decoration and shattered one after another. Without exaggeration, the world, the system, the mind realm, and dimensions were being split apart. A sense of omnipotence more refreshing than ever before. Ah, right. One of the most enjoyable things in games was unleashing your ultimate skill, wasn't it? Fwoosh. Everything burned. The world was engulfed in silence. In a world flowing as if in slow motion, the flames mercilessly decomposed the light. Nanar's light was shattered to pieces, and the crimson flame illuminated the world in its place. The God of Light, who had arrogantly looked down on all things, spoke in a trembling voice and eyes as if reciting.

"It's dazzling."

And his sword—

Certainly and deeply cut through the fanatic Nanar.