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Drawing his sword, Jae-Hyeok ignited all the mana he’d accumulated in his muscles at once, and Iyarugt—along with Jae-Hyeok’s entire sword hand—disappeared in a blur.
A loud buzz filled Krellon’s ears, as if multiple high-caliber bullets had flown by. The sound snapped Krellon out of its daze, but it was too late. Krellon’s chest burned, and it looked down to see three crisscrossing red lines.
“You... Cough!”
Krellon staggered backward. How? The power and speed of Jae-Hyeok’s last attack were unlike anything he’d shown in previous exchanges. Not only had Jae-Hyeok recovered from his injuries, but his stats felt completely different.
Has his level risen?
Just when that question crossed Krellon’s mind—
Slash!
“Cough!”
One more bloodstain appeared on Krellon’s white fur.
This feeling…
Every strike of Jae-Hyeok’s was lightning-fast and struck Krellon in its blind spots. He was pushing the Kang-style sword-drawing technique to the limit.
This is just like the Yaksha!
The boy’s strength was a mystery to Krellon, but one thing was clear. It was useless to...
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