[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-damn-necromancer":3,"chapter-damn-necromancer-damn-necromancer-chapter-264":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Damn Necromancer",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1212546,1580,"Chapter 265","damn-necromancer-chapter-264",264,"\u003Cp>Chapter 265: Era of Dragons (7)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the appearance in the painting, where he vomited blood and had aged rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The current Dragon Lord had completely rejuvenated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The problem is he rejuvenated too much.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To think that he now had the appearance of a ten-year-old child was unimaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm. Did you get caught by Dad too? Just like that red pig.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon Lord sneered as he looked at Elaudia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her reaction, however, was chillingly cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She completely ignored the monster wearing the mask of a child and focused solely on forming the portal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat ran down her back, but her fingertips tuning the mana did not waver in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the only thing she could do right now was secure a retreat path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Archaia pouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Che, ignoring me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grumbled while standing crookedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded like the complaint of an innocent child, but the killing intent contained within was ferocious enough to freeze the entire city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what should I do? You guys can’t go. Dad said so. Not to let you go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If an entity at the level of a Dragon Lord called someone Dad, it was probably the Outer God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt he could realize just how crazy that dragon was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, blue drool trickled down the corner of the child's mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Besides, I'm hungry too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pa-at―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single stomp, the solid ground of the Golden City caved in deeply, and a shockwave swept in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half-collapsed buildings toppled backward with deafening noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't a simple charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was transcendent speed, folding space itself as he entered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The target was the neck of the defenseless Elaudia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Crazy.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Park Siwoo's jaw dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his brain could even form a judgment, he instinctively understood it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Elaudia would die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he reacted with a flinch, a cool sword intent was already encroaching on the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...Master?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone realized it, the Sword Saint was standing in front of Elaudia with his eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no preliminary movement, nor any eruption of fighting spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply placed his hand on the sword hilt, as gently as flowing water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaeng―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clear and beautiful rupture sound rang through the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tung―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy tearing sound burst through the air, as if adamantite had been struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small shadow bounced into the air and landed lightly on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chi-ik.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin red line appeared on Archaia’s white forearm, acrid smoke rising from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the sound produced by the clash between the flesh trying to regenerate and the sword energy rejecting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon Lord looked down at the wound, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hoh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze soon shifted, gleaming as he analyzed the Sword Saint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It stings?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword energy resisted for only a brief moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monster-like recovery power healed his wound before anyone could even properly perceive it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that, the Sword Saint's face hardened stiffly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...A monster.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speed from that casual kick alone surpassed the material realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, he had to fully utilize the Heart Sword just to block a single strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, all he had left behind was a faint scratch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One thing became certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That this monster was stronger than any opponent he had encountered in his entire life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are also interesting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stimulated the Sword Saint’s interest just as much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seo Jinchul’s gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Heart Sword he reached by dedicating his whole life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That absolute blade, which could cut even formless will, could not pierce the skin of a mere child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, he had pierced it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the result was no different from not piercing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gap vanished before it could even be recognized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The density is completely different.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't simply hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside that small body was a mass capable of crushing mountain ranges, forcibly compressed into form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this the knowledge of the Outer God?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result of reducing the volume of an existence and cramming the essence to the limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then there was only one answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Compression.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the Heart Sword that spreads wide to dominate space, but extreme condensation as if the universe itself were compressed into the tip of a needle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps this monster was the hammer that could shatter the wall blocking his path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile appeared on the Sword Saint’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fun. You… you smell good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Archaia smiled brightly and took a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that light footstep, space screamed as it crunched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the Sword Saint was about to readjust his grip…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwa-a-ang―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A holy beam of light slammed into the Dragon Lord’s flank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piercing through the dust cloud, Park Siwoo popped out gripping the Holy Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't touch Master, you monster bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Han Siah landed silently, wrapped in pitch-black darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some point, the others who had regained their senses were already forming a line, blocking the absolute predator one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim Minwoo was no exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwa-a-a-a―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The signal flare of battle was fired by the four giants who supported Korea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grind him up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fist King's fist rushed in, crushing space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fist King’s punch crushed space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Divine Spear pierced causality itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Poison Demon’s toxin corroded even the mana flowing through blood vessels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seo Jinchul’s Heart Sword filled every opening, striking the Dragon Lord’s vital points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not mere physical force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a ‘Mind Strike’, something they had polished over decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A combined assault that struck existence itself rather than the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwajeek! Puck!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon Lord's small body staggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, pitch-black darkness swallowed the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In front of death, even recovery is a luxury.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aura of death stretching from the tip of Han Siah's scythe dug into the Dragon Lord's wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hyper-regeneration ability, which was close to infinite, rotted black and faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the authority of absolute 'Death' forcibly suppressing life force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move! I'll pierce through!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above that rotted wound, Park Siwoo fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Holy Sword Arphesia roared, harboring compressed light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy mass, as if forcibly crumpling space, tore apart the Dragon Lord's hard scales like a sheet of paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jjeojeojeok―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scales burst and flesh splattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sword Demon also did not stay still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True to his alias Ghost Sword, his sword strike had no form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade soaring silently from within Archaia's shadow snatched the nape of his neck without a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a surprise attack like a formless ghost, where a chilling cold rose belatedly in the spot it slashed past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at the peak of all that destruction was Kim Minwoo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mythical rank sword 'Hell Rhapsody', shrieked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kkiiiiiik―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was closer to a scream than a sword strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dissonance of ruin played by the instrument of a Demon Realm’s Great Demon Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrible sound sawing the soul beyond the body tore the Dragon Lord's eardrums and shook his brain matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Item Effect, 'Scream-mixed Performance' activates!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Strikes the target's soul!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwa-a-ang―!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric and Merhen unleashed their ultimate techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All attacks converged on a single point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aftermath swept through the Golden City like a nuclear explosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"D-Did we get him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Park Siwoo stared into the dust cloud, gasping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four old men, Han Siah, and Kim Minwoo did not let go of the string of tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a sure-kill combo where no one spared their full power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he was a Dragon Lord, he couldn't be unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dust cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at the revealed figure, the pupils of everyone on the battlefield shook as if an earthquake had occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, he was spotless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the Mind Strike, death erosion, and soul destruction had never happened, the boy stood there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was one thing that had changed...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only that the corners of his mouth were torn as if hanging on his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Archaia smiled brightly and dusted off the dust on his shoulder, tuk tuk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I get why Dad said to kill everyone. Letting you go would be annoying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim Minwoo's spine went cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That attack just now was no different from the pinnacle of this world’s firepower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to think it was merely ticklish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the boy tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But… is this all?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kuung―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if pressing pause and then play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world skipped a frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keuheok!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keuak!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams erupted simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim Minwoo couldn’t even perceive the blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision spun round and round, and only the pain of bones all over his body shattering struck his brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he came to his senses, he was already flying through the empty air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Merhen is reverse summoned...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Cedric is reverse summoned...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Dolsoe is reverse summoned...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All summons being reverse summoned was a bonus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwadang, tang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim Minwoo, slammed into the floor, vomited a mouthful of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he raised his head, a wretched scene caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fist King was embedded in the debris of the fortress wall with his arm bent, and the Sword Saint was barely holding on using his sword as a cane, covered in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Park Siwoo and Han Siah were sprawled out, completely unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single simple stomp, the most elite forces were swept away like fallen leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From far away, Archaia was walking over while yawning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overwhelming despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The difference in status was absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, hide-and-seek is over.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy's shadow was cast long, as if swallowing the fallen heroes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kuuung―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with the roar of space being torn apart, a blue dimensional gate opened its mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the result of Elaudia pouring out her mana with bloodshot eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the portal opened, the heavy pressure dominating the battlefield disappeared as if it were a lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it didn't disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, slow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Archaia was clicking his tongue, tsk, and smacking his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Opening only now. As expected of that idiot's daughter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was not on Elaudia, but on the portal she had desperately opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't seem to have any intention of blocking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather, the eyes of a child who found an interesting toy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So about that... Do you all want to go? Inside there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He giggled and pointed at the portal with his finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then entertain me much more. Then who knows? If I feel good, I might let you go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was obvious mockery and deception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim Minwoo, raising his body while vomiting blood, shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone go! Quickly!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that shout, the elders supporting the unconscious Park Siwoo and Han Siah hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Minwoo, you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We don't have time, hurry!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim Minwoo growled, readjusting his grip on Hell Rhapsody.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked ready to rush at the bastard at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sword Saint Seo Jinchul's gaze wavered as he looked at his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bloodied disciple was pushing his master's back toward safety to protect him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Will you be alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the weight contained within it was heavier than a thousand pieces of gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim Minwoo nodded without looking back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Archaia drew an arc on his lips as if finding it amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thief. And, my meal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy's eyes curved like half-moons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think I’ll let you leave? You dare to leave without my permission?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will have to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Using Guidance of Fate (SSS)!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Selecting target, Park Siwoo!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Current Affection: 95]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Future point of '95'.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Possession rate of '95' is applied!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your sword strike reverses causality, preempting the 'result'!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he used Guidance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized it instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the last Guidance used when affection was 85 was a stage of transcendence shedding the shackles of the body...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Now that affection has risen to 95...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the realm of myth that cuts even the logic where the sword touches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is already cut before swinging, and the result arrives the moment one decides to cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A state where he’s become the sword itself, where only the absolute proposition of 'cutting' exists, ignoring even the laws of space-time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This is still far from enough.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Using Skill, Descent (EX)!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your divinity descends to the lower world.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[It is the form of Death.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Item, 'Death Emperor's Crown' adds power!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—I will help a little this time. Since I also have an ill-fated relationship with that mad dragon...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with the Death Lord’s faint voice...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The power of the Absolute who governs death dwells in your body!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sharing the burden of divinity!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Messages appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwa-a-a-a―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pitch-black darkness exploded from Kim Minwoo's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was more than mere magical power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the manifestation of Death itself, something that all living beings instinctively revered and feared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world unfolded like a flattened blueprint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A frozen world where even a fleeting moment had congealed like thick resin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even within that, the Dragon Lord’s overwhelming pressure was palpable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If other lifeforms were mere candles, this bastard was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Like the sun.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of sun that would blind you if you looked straight at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? Haha! No wonder Dad said to kill you for sure, eh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if realizing something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lord, looking at Kim Minwoo, let out a grotesque mad laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death soon became the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a bizarre realization, Hell Rhapsody turned pitch black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time slowed down, and slowed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The threads of causality were forcibly aligned at the tip of Kim Minwoo's sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A 'confirmed future' where the enemy's neck is already cut before even swinging was embedded in his retina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to cut...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seoguk―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the world that played again, the Lord's head was flying away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ouch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The severed head moved its lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like rewinding, the flying head returned to the neck in an instant and reattached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emotion drained like the ebb tide from the boy's face, who was smiling brightly just a moment ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a child seeing a broken toy, a cool expressionless face covered his visage in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That hurt. Not fun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the bastard tried to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Demon Eye (EX) activated.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Entering 'Time of Insight'!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Now you can 'see' everything.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kung―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he knew it, he blocked the bastard trying to extend his fist toward the party with his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You see well now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I told you. You will have to let them go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blocking the bastard's gaze, which was trying to follow the traces of his fleeing companions, Kim Minwoo gripped Hell Rhapsody tighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A battle that was more than difficult, almost impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in front of such an overwhelming disaster...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But, why are you laughing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because I'm used to it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Used to what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Kim Minwoo who had always fought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Raids.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha! You think you can catch me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... don't look away. Because your opponent is me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The raid began.\u003C\u002Fp>",2463,"2026-06-03T14:21:21.388Z","2026-06-03T14:21:27.249Z",1,"novelbin.me","64a3d3df646cf257527da31671855fdc44807bc712ec3747f8ecb5d72a6a049e","damn-necromancer-chapter-265","damn-necromancer-chapter-263",362,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdamn-necromancer-cover.jpg"]