『My head hurts.』 The Sword God pressed down on the feeling of annoyance that kept swelling up. After he had declared independence from the One-horned tribe with the Spear God, the world had become a series of walls to him. Wherever he went, there were obstacles and trials.

However, he always won in the end; he dropped his enemies, stole from them, stepped on them, and always stood back up. Eventually, he was surrounded by people like him, and now, they served as the Cheonghwado’s foundation.

The world might be a series of walls, but the Sword God wanted to overcome them all. In the past, it had been Arthia, and now, it was Red Dragon. But unlike Arthia, which he had destroyed easily, Red Dragon was like an iron wall that he couldn’t tear down. Since Red Dragon was a clan that was considered the ruler of the Tower and were the only group strong enough to stand against Allforone, he had been expecting the difficulty. Fights were always difficult, but although the Cheonghwado was smaller in number, they had more skilled players....