Zap-!

Although I increased my Sense to the maximum, I couldn’t see beyond the curtain. It didn’t matter as the reason I entered the Realm of the Ultimate wasn’t for this anyway. I widened my eyes at the exact moment the curtain noticeably shook.

Black energy, thinner than a thread, revealed itself below the curtain. It was fast. It looked like it was rushing toward the host’s body.

When I shifted my vision to the inner world, it was flowing along an old scar engraved in the area responsible for powers. The thread-like energy was entwining the entire domain of powers. It was a phenomenon so subtle that I couldn’t recognize before.

This was how Doom Kaos could enslave the Demon Kings under his command. They could break free from this when they cut it, and if they could restore the parts that were solidified as scars, they could wield the powers within themselves freely.

All my efforts to unravel the restriction on the powers had been futile from the very beginning. There were two conditions. First, one needed to be in the Realm of the Ultimate, and second,...