It was Sil’s first time ever having a blemish on her precious body since she was born.

Biyeon’s sword only stopped after piercing Sil’s right hand clean through while San’s sword left various scars on her body. Sil stepped back to a safe position and took a quick look at her body. Her right hand that blocked the Archon-bone sword was not recovering. The skin, which the sword passed by for a moment, peeled off as if explosives had burst within. Her flashy clothes were scorched black.

San and Biyeon were properly using their swords and their properties. Whenever they successfully attacked, her Acceleration powers became weaker.

‘Are you saying it’s not that simple?’

A hint of anger spread over Sil’s face. Her opponents weren’t simply aiming for a physical blow with their swords. Every attack involved a subtle chemical reaction. If their target had been anything other than the strongest creature in this world, Sages, the target would have turned into powder just by having their swords pass by. Furthermore, all the scars on her skin had different characteristics originating from...