Clang! Vigrid stopped right before Benteke’s neck. Benteke’s translucent right arm blocked the sword, and a hard expression appeared on Benteke’s face. “Are you trying to kill me with this pitiful amount of power?”

Yeon-woo grinned. “Of course not.” At that moment, the Fire Wings grew from his back. A fire soared up into the sky made heat waves swirl around him. The Philosopher’s Stone began to work furiously. 

Boom! Boom! Yeon-woo pushed against Benteke with Vigrid over and over. Each time, black Aura exploded and surrounded him with unbearable heat. The murals burned, and fissures began to appear on the walls. 

Yeon-woo and Benteke jumped over the roof when it collapsed. Benteke chuckled. Even in his exhausted state, his laughter was loud. “Kehalhalhal! This is it! Yeah!” He was overjoyed. He already knew his fate. After he’d fought so hard for control over his body, there was no way he could defeat Yeon-woo. 

He could already tell that Yeon-woo was stronger than before. It had only been a few days, and not only had Yeon-woo recovered, but he had also found a new path for himself. He was a dragon! Only a dragon could have this damned potential and crazy talent. 

Benteke grew more certain as he clashed with Yeon-woo. Even...