It was time for the final phase— the final piece of Oh Kang-Woo’s puzzle— the end of the story— the book's climax.2

Crack!! Crunch!!0

The demons, falling like rain, were devoured by the black mucus and converted to lumps of demonic energy. Drops fell into the black sea, gradually filling it.0

“A-Aaaahh,” Akart groaned.0

The demon who voraciously devoured a world was staring at him mockingly. There was no more point in anticipating the opponent’s movements, clashing their weapons, or walking the fine line between life and death.0

Akart had lost. He couldn’t win. He had no chance of victory.0

“Haaa, haaa…”0

He was exhausted but the Demon King was not. Even now he was devouring countless demons to fill the nearly empty Demonic Sea. It was checkmate. His final charge as his body fell apart had been for naught.0

“...” Akart slowly closed his eyes...0