As Jun-Ho watched the endless fireworks display, he felt a strange sense of deja vu.

“Something’s off.”

At first, he thought the Butcher was merely distracting them. But according to the records, he wasn’t the type of person to use these kinds of tricks.

‘He’s extremely arrogant, violent, and confident in his skills.’ 

If this wasn’t just a trick, it could only mean one thing.

‘A skill.’ 

Seo Jun-Ho wondered if it were some kind of cloning ability. Otherwise, to move around different places at the same time would be an impossible feat.

‘Though, it would be a different story if he has a skill similar to Nazad Hallow’s army of corpses…’ 

However, Seo Jun-Ho would have definitely noticed if someone that strong had used magic. Thus, at the very least, Nazad Hallow wasn’t in this city.

“Contractor!” The Frost Queen called with wide eyes. She sensed something.

Seo Jun-Ho nodded slowly.

‘As I thought, it’s a skill that lets him clone—no, divide… Wait, they’re multiplying?’ 

Demonic energy spilled out from all over the city. There had been nothing earlier, but the place was suddenly teeming...