Yeon-woo’s eyes widened. Which version? What did that mean? He didn’t know if the reflection was Kronos or himself, but he was sure that it was speaking to him. Before he could speak, the reflection smirked.

Well, I suppose it doesn’t matter.

As soon as the words appeared, the reflection faded and muck of the swamp began to climb up Yeon-woo’s hand towards his shoulder. Whoosh! “Hup!”

The muck sank through his skin and tried to enter his veins. Yeon-woo instinctively tried to pull his arm back, but the swamp tightened around him.

“Kronos!” Oceanus frantically stretched out his hand. Using his holy power, he froze the steam in the air to create a blade of ice and cut off the muck attached to Yeon-woo. However, his skin and veins had already absorbed it.  

“Are you all right?” Oceanus’ voice was full of desperation as he caught the falling Yeon-woo, but Yeon-woo couldn’t answer him.

Thump! Thump! Yeon-woo’s heart pounded like crazy. His veins pulsed like they were going to...