The spatial crack that gave power to Nyx came from the other side of the world. No matter how much that power could break common sense and reject the rules of this world, as long as both sides existed, they would need a passage to send something this way.

This was probably why Goddess Freyja had sent the jewel to Davey. Although he had a limited time to use it, he still had sufficient use for it.

Crack, crack, crack!!!

Whatever bastard it was on the other side, they appeared to be flustered by Davey’s action of grabbing Perserque to prevent them from dragging her back and sucking out some of their power too. Dozens of tentacles quickly shot out, wrapping around Davey’s neck and arms to resist his pull.

However, Davey ignored their resistance and continued to rip the spatial crack even further apart. Although the spatial crack couldn’t be ripped apart by brute force alone, he did not care.

Of course, the opponent put up a fierce resistance. A gloomy and unidentified voice began to confuse Davey as something eerie began crawling up and infiltrating his body through the scratches on his skin.

‘That’s why I’m telling you that you should share some of the good stuff with me. It’s good to share nice stuff with each other, you know?’

“Ah, these rascals! Why do you have to be so cold-hearted?!”

Stab!!!

Davey stuck his entire hand into the spatial crack. His fingers were all covered with...