“This is ridiculous. I’ve heard that your talents reach the levels of irrationality… but even so, my predecessors have feared me as being a heavenly existence untouchable by those below the heavens…. For me to be so easily dealt with….”

Sungmuk tried to exert his strength.

Wriggle.

However, all he could do was wriggle parts of his body; he couldn’t do anything else.

With both arms and legs turned into pieces of shredded meat, regardless of his firm will, he was rendered useless. If he possessed even the slightest amount of genuine qi, Sungmuk would have at least taken some emergency measures, but he had nothing.

“Heavenly body… and a veteran martial artist… it’s good I came here.”

Sungmuk was a completely different existence from common monsters, which constantly respawned to fight users. Monsters like Sungmuk, capable of using high-level abilities and carrying out proper conversations, were essentially akin to beings from an entirely separate dimension from normal monsters.

Though DIO’s system could recreate normal...