A while after Lee Jaewon made himself scarce and well before Chun Sungjae became cognizant of Confusion…

‘Shit!’

Lee Jaewon ground his teeth as he followed Confusion. He was currently inside a ten-story building.

Monsters had attacked the building, so most of its large windows were broken. It was an office building that was a mess inside too.

Lee Jaewon was alone, and he was dying.

‘Shit…!’

A large hole bigger than his head was present in his abdomen, and his right arm was gone. Of course, he couldn’t use his skill and magical energy. None of his blessings and skills worked in this building. It was all because of Confusion.

“I took my eyes off you for a second, yet you disappeared. You came this far?”

“…!!!”

A familiar voice rang above the head of the dying Lee Jaewon. It was Hahn Jimin.

Lee Jaewon turned the floor bloody as he moved. 

Seeing this, Hahn Jimin laughed in satisfaction. “It took me a while to find you. Did you perhaps try to go outside to tell the others about me?”

Hahn Jimin’s eyes turned cold in an instant.

“Kuhk!”

Hahn Jimin stepped on the wound in Lee Jaewon’s stomach. “I can’t have you do that. You might prevent Lee Gun-nim from awakening as the god of Death. Will you take responsibility if that happens?”

“Koo-oohk—”

“I’m complimenting you. That attack was supposed to...