Dok, Dok Dok!
When his fingertip touched [Broken Io Mirror], Kieran's heart beat fiercely.
It wasn't the rampant Devil Force.
It wasn't the wicked cardinal sins force either.
It wasn't the compatible and tenacious Dawn Force and Plague Force either.
It was …
Saint Thorn Force!
Among Kieran's five Origin Forces, it was overshadowed by the Devil Flame and cardinal sins. It was the most inconspicuous but undeniable existence.
Whenever Saint Thorn Force was used, it meant that Kieran was in a desperate situation and had to rely on counterattacks to gain a breather.
Therefore, most of the time, Saint Thorn Force was treated by Kieran as a half-opened trump card.
The trump card was the most important one.
Everyone knew how to deal with it.
Kieran sensed the excitement of Saint Thorn Force.
He saw the pearl-like [Broken Io Mirror] vanish into a stream of light and fuse into his body.
Saint Thorn Force skyrocketed almost at the same time.
Almost instantaneously, Kieran took out the [Dark Golden Stone (Small)] and let Gluttony devour it.
Balance!
It was the foundation of Kieran's five Origin Forces.
Otherwise, no matter how special his heart was, even if he had two hearts, he wouldn't be able to withstand the rampaging power.
In order to deal with the possible scenarios, Kieran had simulated all sorts of scenarios in his mind more than once, what he should do.
It was as if the Origin Force skyrocketed was the focus of his simulations.
After all, be it the Devil Force or the cardinal sins force, they were always surprising.
Especially the former.
The rampant, arrogant, and chaotic characteristics were enough to put Kieran's guard up, even though he was used to being vigilant.
However, Kieran didn't expect the countermeasures he prepared against the Devil Force would become Saint Thorn Force instead.
It was good news for Kieran though.
Compared to the Devil's Power that would expand as soon as it rose, the reserved Saint Thorn's Power was undoubtedly much easier to deal with.
After consuming [Dark Gold Stone (Small)], the Dark Gold Energy would be converted into Devil, Cardinal Sins, Dawn and Plague Energy.
According to Kieran's thoughts, the four Origin Forces gathered around the Saint Thorns.
Almost instantly, a strange balance was formed once again.
But soon enough, the strange balance was broken by the Saint Thorn Force that was still growing exponentially.
This situation was also within Kieran's expectations.
He immediately activated the backup plan.
Gluttony was separated from the power of cardinal sins. He wobbled his way to the cliff surrounded by the sea.
The heavily armored 'Knight' was sitting there.
And in front of him.
A translucent fragment that was as tall as two people exuded unparalleled power.
"This-this is that?"
Gluttony stuttered.
He wasn't trembling with fear, nor was he nervous. Instead, he was stuttering due to his habitual swallowing of saliva.
"Em.
"Unexpectedly strong and … in tune with each other."
The 'Knight,' who was sitting there with his legs crossed, nodded. He stared at the giant fragment, his eyes showing doubt and astonishment.
The doubt was that the fragment contained a similar power to his own.
The astonishment was that the power was so grand.
Gluttony didn't care about the 'Knight's' thoughts.
He stared at the fragment and started to drool.
"It must, must be delicious."
Gluttony then jumped on the fragment.
The 'Knight' didn't stop him.
He knew Gluttony was on his side.
Or rather, he was Kieran's power, so he knew what to do.
An outsider.
One of his own.
Devouring the outsider would make his own stronger.
If he let the outsider go, his own would perish.
Was there a need to say what he should do?
Gluttony bit the giant fragment like he was biting a wafer biscuit. The outside was crispy and the inside was creamy and tasty.
All Gluttony had to do was peck on it.
Right away, a faint sense of satisfaction filled Gluttony's heart.
Gluttony's eyes shone.
There weren't a lot of food that could satisfy him.
Once it did …
It would definitely be something good!
Eagerly, Gluttony opened his mouth again.
Kak!
Kak, Kak!
Bite after bite, another bite after another.
The fragment filled Gluttony's mouth. It was rare for Gluttony to chew twice before he swallowed the fragment and converted it into his Origin Forces.
Right away, the four Origin Forces grew together with the Saint Thorns Force.
Kieran stood on the spot, sensing the changes in his body.
He carefully controlled everything.
He dared not be careless.
As for the captive who was stepped on by Gluttony, his eyes were rolling all over the place.
Repulsion?
The captive knew some secrets, so when he saw Kieran not moving, he immediately knew something.
The captive showed a vicious smile and wanted to climb up to complete his mission.
Immoral?
Dishonorable?
Such things didn't exist in the captive's eyes.
Morality and honor were only for the sake of the mission.
If it went against the mission …
To hell with it!
A dagger appeared in the captive's hand. He tried to approach Kieran, but when he realized Kieran didn't feel anything, he dashed towards Kieran.
Then …
Puk!
The captive's hand holding the dagger was sliced open from the wrist.
His hand fell to the ground.
The man was stunned. He instinctively looked down and suddenly realized that it wasn't just his hand that was holding the dagger. His other hand and both of his legs had fallen to the ground. He was like a puppet that had fallen apart. His whole body was in a mess.
When?
The captive was shocked.
Pain drowned him like a rising tide.
Instinctively, the captive wanted to scream.
But a hand brushed past his neck.
Puk!
The blood gushing out from the chest and the head that was sent flying replaced the sound of the scream.
Pak!
Groom Groom!
The captive's head fell to the ground and rolled into the shadows. Bloody Mary shook its hand and didn't even bat an eye at the body.
Although the captive was an important captive, since he attacked its boss, then … he deserved to die!
One needed to know that the countless contracts between it and its boss had decided that if anything happened to its boss, it would die as well.
Although the life before its eyes was tough and tiring, it was better than dying, right?
Even if it didn't die, it would still survive, wouldn't it?
With the belief in its heart, Bloody Mary looked at the shadows on both sides, showing a grin on its face before vanishing into thin air.
The moment Bloody Mary vanished, Kieran's eyes widened.
Slashing noises came from the shadows on both sides.
Bodies fell to the ground one after another.
Blood gathered uncontrollably.
Scarlet liquid flowed through the cracks on the ground and slowly approached Kieran.
Just as the liquid was about to touch Kieran, White Jack appeared out of thin air with a bucket and a mop. It dipped the mop in the water and started to clean the ground around Kieran.
'I might not be powerful but I'm hardworking!
As long as I'm hardworking enough, my lord will understand my kindness! '
With the honest thought in mind, White Jack worked even harder.
Thus, such a strange scene appeared on the battlefield. The Freezer and the Bloodman were fighting a bloody battle in the distance. In the shadows, corpses kept falling to the ground, and a white skeleton was cleaning the place.
Cymilaide's mouth corner twitched uncontrollably at the scene.
Even though he knew this wasn't a government sponsored trip before he arrived, he never thought he would run into something so strange.
What was that skeleton?
A specially designed house puppet?
Or some kind of construct that he didn't know about?
But right after that, Cymilaide's attention was captivated by the battle in the shadows.
His eyes saw through the shadows and clearly saw Bloody Mary flashing back and forth in the air.
A moment ago, Bloody Mary was in front of you, and the next moment, behind you, taking your head off with its bare hands. Cymilaide's scalp went numb.
He could see Bloody Mary, but he couldn't.
He couldn't see how Bloody Mary disappeared and reappeared.
An assassin!
A peerless assassin!
With such a conclusion in his heart, Cymilaide stood on the spot without a second thought and raised his hands up to express his stance.
Everyone had a different stance.
Each of them had their own choice.
Cymilaide chose to follow his heart's desire.
But some chose to face the difficulty head on.
Because they saw this as an opportunity.
Harkend from Printon strode out from his hiding spot.
The supercriminal who fled to Printon and settled down there had everything a common man knew about a supercriminal.
He was tall, buff, ferocious, and his body was covered in strange tattoos.
Without a second thought, Harkend dashed towards Kieran the moment he appeared.
That skeleton?
He didn't care at all.
He would crush Kieran.
As for the assassin-like guy?
Someone would help him hold Kieran back.
As for Harkend?
All he needed to do was crush his target!
Roar!
A loud roar later, Harkend, who was already tall and buff, instantly transformed into a 2.5 meter tall monster with muscles that exceeded the limits of a human body.
He lowered his head, turned his body sideways, and started running with his shoulders and elbows as his footholds.
Wuuu!
A heavy air-breaking noise was heard as he sprinted.
His shoulders and elbows were like a battering ram, aiming straight at Kieran.
White Jack saw Harkend dashing towards it.
The mop and bucket in its hands were hurled at Harkend in an arc, followed by the broom, dustpan, rag, teapot, teacup, chair, cushion, and many more.
Harkend was drowned by the junk almost instantly.
But it was useless!
The moment the junk touched Harkend, it was crushed into pieces by the tremendous impact.
The soul fire in White Jack's eyes started to flicker rapidly.
It couldn't stop Harkend!
White Jack instantly understood the situation when it saw Harkend dashing towards it.
If it stood in front of Kieran, it would be crushed into pieces!
It wasn't an adjective.
It would really be crushed into pieces!
But …
If it didn't stand in front of Kieran, it knew what it would face.
Distrust.
It would be squeezed out of the circle of followers that was getting fiercer by the day.
It didn't want to be a peripheral figure.
It wanted recognition and appreciation from its lord.
Only then could it grow stronger!
Even if it was crushed into pieces, it might not die!
Only with effort would there be rewards!
Sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor?
No way!
Fight!
The flickering soul fire instantly stopped.
A black wagon appeared in front of Kieran. White Jack jumped on and shook the reins.
"Hyah!"
A loud shout later, the wagon dashed towards Harkend like an arrow let loose.
"Idiot!"
A cold laugh came from Harkend's mouth. He didn't even step back, instead, he dashed towards the speeding wagon.
Not to mention a mere carriage.
Even if it was a truck, Harkend could crush it into pieces.
The wagon and Harkend were getting closer.
Within a breath's time, the distance between them was less than a meter.
White Jack didn't just see Harkend's ferocious face, it could even hear his heavy breathing.
It also saw the killer intent in Harkend's eyes.
White Jack's heart was trembling.
But it didn't regret it.
It had already come to this. What was there to regret?
"Hyah!"
It shook the reins again, and the carriage sped up a little.
Even if it couldn't stop Harkend, it would at least cause some trouble!
The wagon crashed into Harkend's body.
However, it didn't make any noise.
Harkend had disappeared.
Just like that, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
What happened?
Cymilaide widened his eyes, trying to locate Harkend.
He knew Harkend. Harkend was a muscle user. If he went all out, he could take on a tank's cannonball.
Harkend was once wanted for robbing the Union's vault. In the end, he ran to Printon and disappeared.
Cymilaide didn't know what happened to Harkend in Printon or what happened to him.
However, Harkend's appearance caught Cymilaide's attention.
Everyone wanted to know what was inside Printon.
Yet now, Harkend had disappeared right under his nose.
How did he do it?
Cymilaide looked at White Jack who was driving the wagon, his expression turning heavy.
He thought of the scene where White Jack took out some random stuff.
Spatial abilities were rare.
Spatial abilities that could store a powerful Extraordinary individual was even rarer.
If the top assassin from before was added to the mix, what would happen when both of them worked together?
More importantly, both of them were under the same commander.
Cymilaide instantly increased Kieran's danger level by two levels.
While Cymilaide was silently increasing Kieran's danger level, Harkend continued his charge. Even though the scene had changed to the library, he didn't stop.
Illusion?
As long as he smashed it!
With such thoughts lingering in his mind, Harkend saw a little girl in a pink dress with twin ponytails sobbing. He grinned viciously and charged forward even faster.
"I'll crush you!"
Harkend shouted loudly.
He loved torturing and killing such innocent and harmless people the most.
It always gave him a sense of satisfaction.
"Sob sob sob, what an ugly person! Sob sob sob, I'm so scared!
Sob sob sob, go away! "
The little girl hugged her head and waved her hand as if she was scared.
Harkend got even more excited when he heard the sobbing.
The muscles on his face started to twitch uncontrollably.
Then …
Harkend's face froze.
He looked at the palm that grew with the wind. It grew from a fair little hand to the size of a millstone in an instant. More importantly, it was darker, bigger, thicker, and stronger than his own!
Wuuu!
The palm crashed into Harkend's charging body as though it was scraping against something.
Bang!
After about a second of stalemate, Harkend was sent flying like a baseball that had been hit.
He went back to where he came from.
When he came back, his body was intact.
When he came back, his body was broken.
When Harkend crashed into a row of houses, he laid down in the rubble and looked up at the sky, his eyes were filled with confusion.
What the hell happened?
He was on his deathbed.
Harkend was filled with doubts.
Wisps of strange energy came out from Harkend's body. He used Harkend's body to look at Kieran, who was standing still with his eyes closed.
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