With his right hand, Kim Do-Joon swung the knife toward Nereid’s face. His opponent’s childlike appearance didn’t deter him in the slightest. The boy’s eyes were cold, calculating, erasing any doubt that he could possibly be human.0

Nereid smirked as if to say, “What can you do with that small knife?”0

However, just before the blade struck, he clicked his tongue and snapped his head aside. The knife left a long scratch along his cheek as it sliced through the air. Kim Do-Joon didn’t let that moment go to waste.0

[One of the effects of the Knife can be copied and pasted onto the Water Lord.]0

Kim Do-Joon’s eyes flickered, about to reduce Nereid’s Spirit Affinity. But soon, he tightened his grip on the knife, eyes widening in surprise. 0

Wait, what’s this?0

The solid earth and rock beneath his feet began to boil, as if something was bubbling up from beneath.0

“Ugh!”0

With a sharp motion of his hand, Nereid summoned a torrent of water. It struck Kim Do-Joon with the force of a crashing waterfall, hurling him across the battlefield. 0

“That knife… it’s not just any ordinary weapon, is it?”0

The wound on Nereid's cheek began to bubble and fizz. A second later, the flesh filled in as if nothing had happened. 0

Kim Do-Joon twisted himself mid-flight, landing smoothly on his feet. He quickly recovered, shifting into a defensive stance. Thanks to his training...0