It felt alien.

This being fundamentally understood why it was born, far deeper than any human could. In that respect, as well as many others, it was different from the majority of living beings.

It was expected, considering that it was born as a divine entity created by the Gods.

Through their conversation, Ji-Cheok came to realize something.

‘I cannot kill this being through conventional means.’

It was already a divine entity created by the Gods. The Gods were essentially immortal, and it was impossible to kill them by ordinary means. Even if he managed to kill them, they would resurrect over time. Making sure that a God was completely annihilated was an excruciatingly difficult task.

[Are you thinking of fighting me?]

“I think having any further discussion is meaningless.”

Ji-Cheok’s Qi flowed through his entire body. He had already reached a state of perfect harmony with his swords, a state where the blades in his hands could cut through the world. He summoned every bit of his will that he could muster, channeling it into the swords as he declared to the Demon King,

“There will be no doom. I will crush you right here, right now”

[Show me your strength, then, if you can. If not, I shall bestow upon you your own doom.]

The battle began.

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