The Butcher felt like he was dreaming.

‘What? This is impossible.’ 

Every fiend knew that Specter was strong, and the idiots who thought otherwise had died long ago. The Executives of the Fiend Association especially knew better than anyone how strong he was because the Heavenly Demon had personally told them about it after he fought Specter himself.

‘But… His skill level is way too different from what the Heavenly Demon described.’

With the Butcher’s current power, he should be able to throw Specter around like a child playing with a toy before killing him. And that was why he had been so relaxed all this time.

‘W-why is this happening?’ 

The gears in his head quickly turned. There was only one thing that he suspected as the cause—time. The Heavenly Demon fought Seo Jun-Ho five months ago.

‘But it has only been five months.’ 

It didn’t matter how much rage Specter poured into his training; it was impossible for him to become twice as strong as he was in just five months. Moreover, the Butcher was currently using the power of a manticore. He had absorbed 3,748 clones. Even if it was temporary, it raised his strength stat all the way to 570.

“But how…”

“You’re cute…” Seo Jun-Ho smirked and tugged gently on the hook, and the Butcher’s feet were pulled right...