Seo Jun-Ho was in a trance.

His mind was calm, but he was moving at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

“Huff, huff.”

Seo Jun-Ho was gasping for air.

He would die if he were to falter for even a second. There were simply too many raindrops for him to relax. He was exhausted, but he endured it and kept on moving forward.

‘When will this end…’

Seo Jun-Ho had already parried away thousands or perhaps tens of thousands of raindrops. However, the Rain of Darkness poured down with no sign of stopping any time soon.

Seo Jun-Ho was fighting a desperate battle on his own.

His body screamed at him as he maintained a thousand percent Overclocking output.

‘How long has it been?’

Many questions came to Seo Jun-Ho’s mind.

‘Frost must still be fighting Specter outside this downpour. How much of my mental strength did she use? What if my mental strength suddenly runs out, and I end up fainting?’

Seo Jun-Ho couldn’t help but have bad thoughts one after another out of exhaustion.

Snap!

To make matters even worse, Twilight—Sir Hart’s favorite sword and Frontier’s national treasure—snapped in half.

Seo Jun-Ho didn’t have the luxury to mourn the weapon, as he had to immediately look for another weapon...