Argh! The Demonism looked up and screamed over and over in pain as the gusts of black wind ravaged his body, evidence of Kronos’ valor. 『How! How the hell…!』

The Demonism could not understand what was going on. He had once been part of Kronos, and he had had a significant influence on the legends that Kronos had built up as a king of gods. Thus, Demonism tried to control Kronos’ true body through synchronization and gathered many legends to use against Yeon-woo.

With a little more time, the Demonism felt that he could become a supreme being. It had been more than 10,000 years since Kronos had been separated from his true body, and he only had his vestige body and soul now, as well as half a spring. Even if Kronos could recover a considerable amount of his power by drawing it out of his true body, it was impossible for him to restore the valor he had possessed as the king of gods.

And yet, Kronos was pushing the Demonism around, as if his missing divine domain were nothing more than an inconvenience. His fall from grace in the past seemed just that—something in the past. For a moment, the Demonism wondered if he was facing a different being, but he couldn’t deny that the actions and speech of the being attacking him were those of the old Kronos. And yet, there was also something about him that the Demonism didn’t know. Kronos had changed too much...