Nate wielded the Chamyeoneo without a moment to breathe. How bad was it that even though his arm was being healed in real-time by strong divine power, the pain was so intense that it felt like his senses were numbing.
It was also a problem that fatigue was rapidly accumulating in his mind, which couldn’t rest even for a moment.
Nevertheless, the invaders persistently surged in.
Opening and closing the twisted dimensional boundaries thousands of times already. In the process, Nate created countless [GAME OVER]s, and some game company suffered from fierce consumer protests, but that probably wasn’t a very important issue.
After moving without rest for days and nights, it was around the time he had ‘almost’ eliminated the dimensional invaders.
Suddenly, Nate felt a strong force pulling his soul.
‘This is……?’
So, it has come.
Quickly grasping the situation, Nate didn’t feel the need to resist and obediently surrendered to that force. Soon, his soul was enveloped in thick fog and dragged somewhere.
Blink.
After a moment, the scene that unfolded in his restored vision was a gigantic corridor already familiar to Nate. And-
Charruk…….
It was golden chains that wrapped around his entire body, constricting his movements from all directions.
[…….]
There were a total of four chains.
Excluding the currently absent Lycanthrope Lord, it meant that all remaining representatives of the boundary races had activated their keys.
Instead of forcibly resisting the restraint, Nate slowly raised…