[Your HP has decreased below 10%. You are advised to take a break.]

[Your Mana has decreased below 6%. Depleting your Mana will risk you getting infected with the Demonization Syndrome.]

……

[You have entered the ‘Brink of Death’ state!]

“Huff! Huff!” Chang-Sun panted hard, soaked in enough sweat to drench his coat. He wanted to lie down—no, he wanted to faint if he could do as he pleased because of how fatigued he was. Such a response was only natural, however, since his HP, Mana, and mental stamina had almost reached zero. His radiantly shining Drăcōnígĕna Monólĭnum was also gone now.

He had unsealed three relics and fought three Celestials in a row, one of which was the ‘Tian Shi Yuan,’ who was notorious even in <Heaven>. The [Execution Sword] alone was already difficult to use for prolonged periods with Chang-Sun’s current Class. His Class, which he had built with difficulty, could destabilize.

The possibility of that happening was increasing right now. He had to drop everything and rest. However, he showed superhuman resolve instead and remained standing. Still having unanswered questions, Chang-Sun tried to watch the conversation between Thanatos and the Emperor’s Seat.

‘Is he really the Emperor’s Seat?’ Chang-Sun wondered. That question had already crossed his mind when he had first exchanged blows with the Emperor’s Seat.

‘His attacks were too weak.’

Chang-Sun knew the Emperor’s Seat very well. They used to be so close that he almost called him father before. However, the Emperor’s Seat that Chang-Sun knew was an absolutely powerful Celestial. He had the strength, prestige, and abilities to live up to his title as the leader of the <Purple Star Astrology>. Chang-Sun even thought that the Emperor’s Seat could become an Emperor-level...