“Guhk!”
With a pained groan, the Apostle’s body shuddered.
“Ptooey.”
I spat briefly at the bastard. Spittle mixed with blood splattered on the ground.
My whole body tingled; every joint rang. As expected, fighting without qi didn’t suit me.
‘Though it feels like my skill is actually growing faster this way.’
At the point I’d already touched Transcendence, what more was there to develop? Still, operating on flesh alone provided all sorts of stimuli.
This wasn’t bad either.
‘I should tell that guy later.’
If I meet Paejon, I can let him know. Nodding, I relaxed the hand I’d been gripping with.
“G—gah…”
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The Apostle collapsed with a scream. I watched him blandly and murmured,
“Devour.”
Krkk—!!
“Gyaaaah!”
The Authority that sprang from my shadow swallowed him whole. His energy rushed straight into me. The empty vessel filled again.
Like spooning food into a long-starved stomach, a weighted calm settled in.
“Ggh… hkk… y-you…”
His eyes were…