Apotheosis

Ever since he came into existence, the brush-wielder had regarded himself as the God of the Wall World, and he had a very strong obsession with it.

If the downgrader would really turn the entire world into a Wall World, then he couldn't be any happier. It was what he wished all along.

Originally, Zen wanted to persuade the brush-wielder into helping him.

However, as he heard all the crazy words that the brush-wielder had spouted, Zen knew that it would never happen. He was so disappointed and angry at the same time.

"Even if he really turns everything into a Wall World, what do you think would happen to you? Do you think he would let you live? Can't you see that you're just being manipulated too? Did you even see the miserable state that Cornelius ended up with?!" Zen wasn't able to contain his emotions as he tried to drill some sense into the brush-wielder.

"I don't care if I'm being manipulated! All I ever wished is the establishment of the Wall World!" the brush-wielder shouted as he closed his mind to everything that Zen was saying. "Too bad for you, I won't let you leave this place! You shall die here today!"

He knew that Zen possessed the ancestry-level bloodline, thus he didn't dare underestimate him. But right now, he would do everything in his power to eliminate him within the bounds of the Eternal Scroll Painting.

With that, a huge ink brush emerged above the Eternal Scroll Painting, which quickly sent down a stroke that sharply slashed towards Zen.

Whoosh!

As the brush slashed, a long trail of ink swept across the snow-white painting scroll.

At the same time, Zen instantly sensed that the strong force was about to slash his waist.

Fortunately, the Eternal Scroll Painting was not a real Wall World yet, me

ready visible.

"Ha-ha! Did you feel that? This is my Life-energy Graver. Every time I use it, it consumes my life energy. Can you imagine that? I'm attacking you at the cost of my own life!" The brush-wielder was acting crazier this time. It was as if he was laughing, crying, and madly yelling at the same time.

"Then, why do you have to do this?" Zen couldn't help but shake his head as he pitied the mental state of the brush-wielder.

"Shut up! I don't need your opinion!"

Swish!

Splat!

The Life-energy Graver just inflicted a second wound on Zen's body.

Splat!

And a third one.

Swoosh!

The brush-wielder continued to slash at Zen using the graver, but the ancestry-level bloodline started to gather more life energy in order to repair Zen's injuries.

This cycle continued for over five minutes on the Eternal Scroll Painting.

The attacks of the graver became more and more ferocious, but at the same time, the rate of regeneration of the ancestry-level bloodline also became faster and faster.

"Damn it! Your body's already extremely sturdy, but it also has such formidable regeneration ability. Let's see how you handle this one though!"