The existence of Night and its attempts to take over Kim Jin-Woo’s body had undoubtedly been a huge threat. He had been determined to embrace the monster’s endless greed, but it wasn’t easy. There was no way he could feel at ease, given that the situation he was in felt no different from holding a bomb that could go off without any warning.

“If it doesn’t happen now, there won’t be another opportunity ever again. Obviously, you’re an interesting entity, but the Underworld Tree won’t pay attention to you twice.” The Immoral Lord explained that now was the final chance to eliminate the threat of the monster.

“What kind of bullshit…” Kim Jin-Woo muttered, staring at her while feeling the pain become more intense, no thanks to his mind becoming clearer.

“Don’t you understand? This is your last chance for you to remain who you are.”

Even as the Immoral Lord stepped closer, she was smiling as brightly as ever.

“So choose.”

Angela tried to stop the Immoral Lord. Even the Nagas, who were being crushed by the divinity of the Underworld, desperately tried to block her. But nevertheless, she quickly brushed past them and approached him.

“Master!” Angela cried out.

Enduring the intense...