Chi-Hyun, who seemed like he was going to immediately kill the great demons, stopped. After he heard what Ru Amuh said, the words that the last dragon said to him before he left the mountain range crossed his mind—‘didn’t you leave the work to them because you trusted them?’

Chi-Hyun stared down at the young hero who was risking his life with emotionless eyes. Were Chi-Woo not his younger brother, were they not connected by blood, would he be able to trust him as blindly as this young man? All kinds of thoughts filled his mind in that short instance. When his head began to hurt, Chi-Hyun shook his head. This was a pointless question that could never be answered in the first place; there was no point in even dwelling on it. As always, he should just continue walking on the path he believed to be right and do as he always did. He had survived and rose to this position by doing so.

Chi-Hyun moved his hand again. Ru Amuh desperately tried to resist as best as he could, but—

Bang! He couldn’t even withstand a light wave from Chi-Hyun’s hand and bounced off. Even Ru Amuh couldn’t last two hits.

Clank! Then they heard a sharp sound of metal. As soon as Ru Amuh fell back, Hawa ran after him. Of course, the daggers in Hawa’s two hands couldn’t even reach Chi-Hyun’s back. She was unable to advance further as if she was blocked by an intangible wall. The tip of her daggers shook, and although she used enough force for perspiration to appear on her forehead, there was no sign that it made any impact on the wall.

Hawa raised her eyes slightly and looked at the legend. When she was about to let out a groan, she...