***

Ho Sung Lee looked around with a dazed look on his face.

Everything looked white around him.

The sky, the ground, and his surroundings were all white.

He walked around for quite some time wondering where he was, but no exit could be found.

And the form of the space didn’t change either.

He only later realized.

That he had died.

And at that moment, he remembered.

That he was killed by Krok.

Only after his realization that he had died, did he see signs that prove it.

There was no air.

It was strange that he was fine without being able to breathe.

And when he scratched his arm, he didn’t feel a thing.

He had really died.

He was a type of soul.

He didn’t want to believe it, but he had no choice.

That he had died.

Ho Sung Lee laughed.

But no voice came out.

Ho Sung Lee looked to the ground with a dejected look on his face.

‘… I didn’t know I’d die like this.’

He remembered being killed by Krok.

Since he had some consciousness in his Berserker state, Ho Sung Lee clearly remembered how he was killed.

‘… Damn it.’

Ho Sung Lee dropped his head with a pale face

‘Is this really the end?’

He wanted to go back to Earth…

But nothing mattered if he was really dead.

Ho Sung Lee looked into the white space and knitted his brows.

‘But where is this place?’

He had all sorts of thoughts cross his mind.

He wondered if he was actually on a train to Hell or if he had to stay in this place for all eternity.

He was afraid he would have to go to the Demonic Realm just like Min Sung Kang.

‘Who’s going to cook for Min Sung now?’

Ho Sung Lee stared into the white space with a sad face.

***

Krok wiped the smile off his face as soon as Min Sung took out his weapon.

He got a feeling that he didn’t stand a chance.

“I heard a new player was going up the ranks. That must be you.”

Krok laughed and continued, “But there have been countless players like that. That means this is where it ends for you.”

The sound of a chain wrapping around Krok’s gauntlet could be heard, and at the same time, the gauntlet radiated with light.

Min Sung stared at Krok’s gauntlet without any nervousness.

“You’re an arrogant one!”

Krok roared and stabbed his fist.

Rumble!

The sound of a landslide rang while Krok’s Aura cut through the land and charged toward Min Sung.

Min Sung didn’t dodge it and simply swung his Gungnir S charged with magic energy.

Krok’s Aura and the Gungnir S collided.

The powerful impact caused a wave of over 1 kilometer in each direction.

It was a wave more powerful than that of mother nature.

Regardless, Min Sung and Krok had no wounds on them.

“Not bad.”

Krok smiled with his teeth showing.

“You’re good enough to test my strength.”

Krok gathered great power within his gauntlet.

But before that, Min Sung moved first.

Before the gauntlet finished charging with magic energy, the Gungnir S charged in.

Krok stiffened his face and dodged the attack.

The Gungnir S barely missed his neck.

There was a drop of blood, but a big strike wasn’t made.

Krok pulled his fist toward Min Sung’s body.

His gauntlet was pouring with magic energy, but Min Sung used his left elbow to block the gauntlet.

Thud!

Along with a powerful noise, the gauntlet dropped to the ground.

Krok’s eyes were filled with slight shock and surprise.

Min Sung swung his Gungnir S diagonally, and Krok blocked it with his large gauntlet.

Boommmmm!

The impact of Min Sung’s sword and Krok’s gauntlet made a sound as if the sky was about to come tumbling down.

It seemed to be a tight battle, but that wasn’t the case.

While Krok’s face became stiffer, Min Sung’s face still looked leisurely just like in the beginning.

The collisions continued, and Min Sung was superior every single time.

As a result, every time the sword and gauntlet collided, it was Krok who lost his stamina, and before he could charge his gauntlet and use his skill, Min Sung interrupted.

That led to Min Sung attacking and Krok defending.

This caused for Krok to lose his energy.

The fact that Krok became more and more annoyed by the fight meant that he was at a disadvantage.

If this situation continued, it was just a matter of time before he was completely depleted of magic energy and stamina.

Krok had no choice but to use his divination skill.

Krok dodged and blocked Min Sung’s sword while securing the space where he would launch his magic energy and immediately used his skill.

Enough power that could wipe out 1 kilometer in each direction poured out of Krok’s gauntlet.

Since he was too close, it was impossible to dodge it, and since he was in the middle of attacking, his reaction was bound to be delayed.

For that reason, Krok was certain he was going to win.

But Krok wasn’t the only one with skills.

Min Sung was fully capable of reacting.

The ability to turn the attack back to his opponent.

Counter barrier.

Krok, who didn’t see it coming, was struck with his own attack.

Flash!

Krok’s body flashed with white light as he took damage.

Since he was unable to dodge it or block it, the damage was done.

Min Sung didn’t use an ounce of his energy as he hit Krok with powerful damage.

Krok, who got pushed back due to the attack, breathed out black smoke.

80% of Krok’s armor was broken, and it was in tatters.

His hair was a mess. His wounds were bleeding, and this lit Krok’s rage.

Krok glared at Min Sung with killer eyes.

Min Sung laughed at Krok.

“What are you going to do about it?” Min Sung asked with a smile.

Krok clenched down on his teeth and trembled his body.

He was in the middle of gathering his magic energy, and Min Sung knew.

Tap!

Min Sung moved first.

Since Krok was gathering his magic energy, he was able to trace Min Sung’s movements with his eyes, but he was unable to react.

“You take too long to use your power,” said Min Sung as he swung his Gungnir S.

Kaboom!

Along with the sound of thunder, lightning flashed and Krok’s right arm got sliced off and flew into the air.

Krok shed blood and continued to use his power to attack Min Sung without stop.

Min Sung dodged it and at the same time, he stabbed his Gungnir S into his body.

Kaboom!

The sound of thunder rang along with a flash.

“… Ugh.”

Krok dripped in blood and plopped down on his knees.

As the power that gathered in his gauntlet faded away, Krok coughed up blood.

Swoosh!

As soon as Min Sung took out his Gungnir S, blood poured out from Krok’s side.

Krok looked down at his own blood and looked up at Min Sung.

He felt empty inside.

He was defeated so devastatingly that he didn’t know what he had been fighting for.

This outsider, who trespassed onto his territory, was much too strong.

It was possible that even if Min Sung went up against the 12 signs, he would stand a chance.

“I’m looking for the list containing the 12 signs. Do you have it?” Min Sung asked.

Min Sung then knitted his brows at Krok, who stared at him blankly without a word.

“I didn’t expect anything from you anyway.”

As soon as Min Sung clenched his fists, Krok opened his item window.

Min Sung was suspicious that he might try something on him, but he didn’t look that dangerous.

A moment later, Krok took something out of his item window and dropped it in front of Min Sung’s feet.

Min Sung used his magic to bring the item up and grabbed onto it.

It was a scroll of paper.

“This is what you’re looking for. You’ll be able to find the 12 signs with that.”

Min Sung took turns looking at the scroll of paper and Krok.

He was surprised he handed it over so easily, And Krok knew this and laughed bitterly.

“You’re going to get it when I die anyway, and the 12 signs were always the ones I was after. Even if they’re the 12 signs…”

Krok glared at Min Sung with a pale face.

“Maybe you can finally defeat them.”

Min Sung put the scroll of paper in his item window and then looked at Krok to finish him off once and for all.

“Any last words?” Min Sung asked.

“Tell the 12 signs I’ll be waiting in the other world,” said Krok with an absurd laugh.

“I thought I was almost there, but I ran into a beast.”

Krok laughed.

“What a shitty life.”

He stared into space as if he had given up.

He was already a dead man.

What he feared more than death was a loss.

Since he had lost, life no longer had meaning.

“… I have one last question. How did you become so powerful?” Krok asked.

That was the one thing he had to know.

“How can one become that powerful? Were you always that powerful? When did you come to Beatrice? How long did it take you to become that strong?”

Min Sung knitted his brows.

“I don’t know. I’m just alive, and I’ll continue to live.”

“That’s not fair.”

Krok looked jealous.

“Now go.”

Min Sung slashed Krok’s neck with his Gungnir S.

Kaboommmmmm!

Along with the sound of thunder, the Gungnir S stabbed through Krok’s neck and took his life.