Yermolai yelled.

Thoth, who was concealed in the shadows, kept catalyzing the Formation and tried to kill James. However, Henrik seemed to have used a mysterious Forbidden Art. The surface of his skin glimmered a faint glow that negated all attacks of the Formation. Withstanding the pressure, Henrik walked toward Yermolai and raised the Demon-Slayer Sword.

“N-No…” Fearful, Yermolai begged, “Henrik, this is a battle between me and James. What are you getting yourself involved in this conflict? Don’t kill me, please. If you spare my life, I will reward you handsomely.”

Henrik said coldly, “This is a battle between the First and Twelfth Universe. You should have expected an outcome like this when you ganged up on James.”

Henrik’s sword fell, and Yermolai collapsed in a pool of blood. He was dead.

stop there. Instead, he

could no longer put up a fight. Even as their lives were in peril, they could not summon any strength. Henrik was like the god of death, who took the lives of the powerful figures of the First Universe. In just a

he could not do anything against Henrik even with the Formation. At that moment, he hurriedly made his escape from the Juda Realm. As Thoth fled, the Formation lost its support and

all this, he walked toward the pile of rubble on which James’ corpse lay. Upon seeing James who was no longer breathing, tears trickled down his

come to an end. James fought against nine opponents on his own and managed to annihilate three of them. The rest, meanwhile, were gravely injured. However, he paid with his own life. In the end, Henrik appeared and used the Forbidden Art to annihilate the remaining powerful figures of the First Universe. Meanwhile,

yet dead. However, his life was hanging by a thread. Though there

all of them perished on the battlefield despite having banded together against James, not to mention preparing the Superformation

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