Click. Click. Something broken inside of Yeon-woo was reassembling, the sound of its movement reminding him of turning cogs. He exclaimed in astonishment over how his body was undergoing this process without any interference or direction. ‘Are the springs pieces of divinity?’

Yeon-woo didn’t know what the very small spring was since he hadn’t seen it yet. All he had seen was a system message, but he could already feel that it had changed his body. His level had increased, and his divine positions were being created. There were two domains. One was something Yeon-woo was familiar with: death. As a result of combining with the Demonism, the domain the Demonism possessed was being introduced to Kronos, which meant Kronos was awakening as an Apostle of the Black King.

Yeon-woo was taken by surprise. ‘I thought I’d be able to hear the Black King’s voice since Kronos is the Black King’s Apostle… I guess not.’ Yeon-woo laughed at himself for thinking it would be that easy. Although it was true being an Apostle could get you closer to the god you served, if speaking with the Black King were that easy, he wouldn’t have had to go through all this trouble. He even thought it might even feel a bit dispiriting if he learned about the Black King like this. ‘No. If the Demonism’s identity is what I think it is, becoming the Black King’s...