The aura was withdrawn. The Players stopped what they were doing and stared at Ceylonso in front of them.

"Ugh…" a few Players groaned.

Seo Jun-Ho asked in a low voice. "Are you the emperor of this world?"

"Yes."

Crunch!

Seo Jun-Ho trampled on his chest and growled. "Where’s Rahmadat?”

"…Ah. Are you talking about that human with great vitality? Do not worry. He is still alive..." The desolate-faced Ceylonso trailed off before saying, "...For now."

"You bastard...!”

Seo Jun-Ho thrust his White Dragon toward Ceylonso's neck, but Seo Jun-Ho's eyes shot open. His arm wouldn’t move. He felt like he was trying to attach two magnets on the same pole. No, Seo Jun-Ho was being repelled.

"You are rude and undignified."

Seo Jun-Ho mustered all his remaining magic, but he couldn’t push the emperor's Force away. The emperor raised his upper body and stared at Seo Jun-Ho. Those eyes definitely belonged to Ceylonso, but they gave off a completely different light.

‘It's violent and... vicious.’

The calm exterior was a mask. Seo Jun-Ho could see that there were many emotions behind the mask, and the most pronounced one was fury.

"I saw you through Sherid's memory. You have an interesting talent."

"Sherid…?"

Sherid was the name of the puppeteer that Seo Jun-Ho had killed in the village of failures.

However, how did the emperor see him through Sherid’s memory?

"Was it called the Confession...