âWhy are you such a scaredy cat? Your actions do not suit your large frame at all. Tsk.â Isaac clicked his tongue at Milphageâs reaction. âAudience interruption is not that rare.â
There was one reason Isaac was calm.
âWe have the home advantage.â
The castle of thorny bushes was basically Valenciaâs home.
âBut I must admit...â Isaac licked his lips. A tremendous pressure weighed on his shoulder. Isaac stared tensely at the monster whose existence alone was enough to crush his opponents.
âSpecter.â
Crackle!
The frozen wall of thorny bushes shattered, and someoneâs silhouette appeared.
It was none other than Specter. He was wearing his signature black mask as he swept his gaze across everyone.
John Maverickâno, Isaac broke the ice. âSpecter, do you still remember me? I know this is shocking, but Iâm Shoot.â
â...â The black mask wordlessly turned toward Isaac. Specterâs cold eyes behind the mask scanned Isacc.
âJohn Maverick,â said Specter.
âThank god you still remember me. Iâm sure you already know, butââ
âIt seems that you have become filthy.â interrupted Specter. The golden light in his eyes vanished upon confirming the presence of filthy demonic energy in John Maverick using Dignity of an Emperor (S).
âCut the pathetic act out, Isaac.â
â...Was it that obvious?â
Isaac didnât even bother defending himself, and it was all because Specterâs voice was filled with conviction. Isaac knew that no excuse would fool Specter at that point, so he simply decided to tell the truth.
âWhatâs with that mask? Everyone already knows who you are...â asked Isaac.
âItâs a show of determination.â Specterâs mask was to show everyone that he was determined to annihilate the fiends for good today.
âWhere is the Heavenly Demon?â Specter asked.
âMy liege isnât here.â
â...â
âYour glare is useless because Iâm not lying,â Isaac added.
Specter clicked his tongue and shrugged. âIs he really not here?â
âWhat a shame.â
âI guess I have no choice but to get rid of that bastardâs subordinates.â
Crackle!
The thorny bushes on the ground froze over.
âDisappear, you trash.â
âWait!â Christin Lewis raised his hand. âI-Iâm not one of them. Milphage is the traitor. Iâm innocent.â
â...â Specter fell into deep thought. Sung-Jun had told him that Milphage was the traitor.
âAnd he also said that Mio and Mr. Shoot had fallen for Milphageâs trap.â
Specter recalled Sung-Jun telling him that the latter had scoured the entire eastern coastline of the continent until he found Valenciaâs tower of bushes.
âThen, what about Christin Lewis? Whatâs this guy up to?â
Specter contemplated for a while, but he eventually waved his hand.
âStep back,â he said. âSung-Jun didnât mention anything about Christin. If Christine were the traitor, Sung-Jun would have told me.â
Specter came to the conclusion that Christin Lewis was probably not that important in the grand scheme of things. Otherwise, Sung-Jun would have told him about Christin Lewis.
âThank you so much! May the Sun Godâs blessing be with you!â Christin exclaimed before hurriedly running away behind Specter.
Milphage gnashed his teeth at the sight. âDamn itâŚâ
âThis isnât right...â The worst-case scenario was currently unfolding in front of him. âItâs over. Specter has discovered my involvement with the fiends. Heâs definitely going to kill me.â
In other words, Milphage had no choice but to cooperate with Isaac.
âDamn it.â This wasnât what he wanted.
âI-Iââ Milphage wanted to say something.
âMilphage.â However, Specterâs cold voice interrupted him. âKeep your mouth shut.â
âDamn it! How dare you say that to me when you donât know anything about me! What gives you the right to judge me?!â Milphage exploded in fury. âThereâs a reason behind every action, and everyone is fighting their own demons! Anyone would have made the same decision if they were in the same shoes as me!â
âSure, whatever you say,â Specter said coldly. âBastards who have done bad things would always justify their actions with that shitty logicâsaying that others would have made the same choice as them.â
âKeuk. Well, well, well. I guess Mr. Specter here cannot imagine being in the same shoes as me,â mocked Milphage.
âI would never choose to work with the fiends, even if I were in your shoes,â Specter retorted. He would rather bite his tongue and bleed to death than cooperate with the fiends.
Specter glared coldly at Milphage.
âHuman beings are faced with choices in their every waking moment.â
From minor to major choices, humans would have to make decisions throughout their entire lives.
âIt doesnât matter if you have been influenced to make a certain choice. Youâre the one who would make that decision in the end.â
Therefore, one had to face the consequences of their actions.
âYou ensured your survival by cooperating with the fiends, and you sold them information that led to the deaths of many PlayersâŚ
âThat is why you will die today.â
Milphage didnât know what to say. He hated to admit it, but Specter was right.
âFine. I didnât expect that you would understand me, anyway,â Milphage muttered and clenched his fists. His face turned red as his expression crumbled while he glared furiously at Specter.
âI guess I should thank you for your infuriating words,â said Milphage.
âIsaac. Are you just going to stand there and watch?â Milphage asked.
âOf course, I will help you fight. Specter is⌠well, I honestly do not want to fight him one-on-one,â said Isaac with a smile. While Milphage was talking to Specter, Isaac discreetly scanned the area with his demonic energy.
âItâs great that Specter came by himself. In other words, he let his guard down.â The fight would be a one-versus-two battle. If Valencia regrouped with them, it would be a one-versus-three battle.
âIf you died at my hands, would my liege be disappointed or sad? Iâm excited to know the answer,â Isaac said.
âHe will be sad because two of his beloved dogs will die today,â replied Specter.
âHahahaha!â Isaac boisterously laughed. âWhatâs wrong with you? Are you looking down on me? Iâm a Heaven as well, you know?â
âNo.â Specter had never once looked down on Isaac Dvor or Valencia Citrin. He had always taken them seriously because he was well aware of their strength and capabilities. âYouâre the one looking down on me.â
Isaac assumed that Specter had come here by himself because his arrogance got to his head, which led him to let his guard down.
âYou made that assumption all by yourself.â
â...?â Isaacâs blood turned cold. A sense of foreboding filled him, and he instantly unfolded his demonic energy. He scanned the area once more, but he found not a single trace of magic.
âI donât think thereâs any Player out there aside from Specter who can avoid my senses. In that case, is he just bluffing? No, Specter has never been the type of person to bluff. I must be missing hereâwait!â
A shiver ran down Isaacâs spine. âOh, no.â
A strange sense of deja vu swept Isaac. He recalled feeling the same way many years ago, and it was when he paid Shim Deok-Gu a visit after invading Seoul.
âA sniperâŚâ
Boom!
A tremendous power struck Isaac, sending him flying away. The wall of thorny bushes shattered, and Isaac soon found himself swimming in the sea.
âArgh!â
The salty water exacerbated the pain.
Isaac looked around and realized that the sea had turned dark.
âBlood? Iâm bleeding?â
Isaac could still vividly remember his magic barrier protecting him from Gilbertoâs bullet, but todayâs result was different. Gilbertoâs bullet pierced through Isaacâs magic barrier, even though the formerâs magic barrier had become much thicker than before.
âYes, it is definitely much thicker, but he still managed to pierce it?â
His demonic energy didnât detect Gilbertoâs presence, so the latter had to be at least five kilometers away. In other words, Gilberto had not only pierced his thicker magic barrier, but he had also successfully sniped him farther away than back then.
âThis is absurd⌠Gilberto Green⌠I didnât expect that talentless sniper to become so strong.â Isaac chuckled hollowly. He couldnât help but laugh because he had never once thought that he would feel threatened by anyone else other than Specter.
And to think that it would be Gilberto Green!
Isaac cast flight magic and levitated. âFortunately, the wound isnât too deep.â
Isaac fell into deep contemplationâshould he return to the castle or get rid of Gilberto Green?
âI guess I donât have a choice.â Isaac would have ignored Gilberto Green, but the latter had become so much stronger. He couldnât afford to let Gilberto snipe them because it would only be a matter of time before the latter annihilated them from afar.
âThe bullet came fromâŚâ Isaac pondered over the bulletâs trajectory and turned his head. âThat way⌠it came from that way.â
Boom!
There was an explosion as Isaac flew toward where Gilbertoâs bullet had come from.
***
Meanwhile, the thorny bushes of the castle filled the gaping hole that Gilbertoâs bullet had made.
Milphageâs eyes trembled. âThe fiends really are unreliableâŚâ
Milphage had never expected that he would one day fight Specter by himself.
âDamn it. I wouldnât have participated in this operation if I had known that this would happen.â
Everything had gone wrong. Milphageâs decision to cooperate with the fiends was wrong, but Milphage was past caring about his decision. Right now, what was important was the fact that things had gone wrong, and his cover was blown.
âWhyâŚâ
âWhy is it that Iâm the only one unfortunate enough to be in this ordeal? I hate this. I hate this worldâŚ!â Milphageâs power soared as Milphage started to hate the world itself.
âWhat? What is going on with him?â Christine was astonished. He stopped hiding behind Specter when Isaac was sent flying away, but he returned to hiding behind Specter upon seeing Milphageâs changes.
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âYikes. I feel like Milphage can actually beat Specte-nimâŚâ
Specterâs existence alone was a source of tremendous pressure, but he looked objectively weaker than Milphage.
âI hope you wonât take this personally,â Milphage said. He repositioned himself and continued. âI simply have no choice. I have to survive this ordeal, and itâs already too late for us to go back to our original positions.â
Boom!
There was a loud noise as Milphageâs figure disappeared and reappeared in front of Specter.
Milphageâs fist was only a few inches away from Specterâs nose.
âHe definitely had a reason for such a decision.â Specter had no idea why Milphage decided to cooperate with the fiends, but there had to be a reason behind it. âHowever...â
âI donât have to know.â
Boom!
The castle of thorny bushes trembled as Milphageâs fist shattered its walls.
However, Milphageâs fist failed to hit its target.
âAnd I donât want to knowâŚâ
â...!â Milphageâs eyes widened. Specterâs figure had scattered into an ink-like fog, and he completely avoided Milphageâs punch.
Milphage could feel the touch of cold steel against his neck.
âDeathscythe.â
Specter decisively swung his scythe.
Spurt!
Milphageâs blood soaked the thorny bushes.
âArgh! KrrrâŚ!â Milphage tightly gripped his injured neck.
âI donât want to die. I canât die like this.â
Specter saw through Milphageâs desperation and asked, âDo you want to live?â
Nod, nod, nod!
Specter stared into Milphageâs desperate eyes and closed his eyes.
âIâm sure the Players whom you killed indirectly wanted to live as well.â
Crackle!
The blood flowing through Milphage abruptly froze.