A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"No, we will also become the correct one for all the Black Iron race." The voice of the god echoed through Knight Town.

Humans have desires, so how could a god composed of humans be without desires?

The god-man wants to make himself more complete.

He even wanted to become not just a god of humans, but to evolve into a god of the all-black iron race.

Absorbing humans, and even absorbing people of other races.

Less than half an hour has passed since the birth of the human god, yet he has already grown to this point.

This was completely beyond Logan's imagination.

For a god, a problem that could trouble a great scholar for years can be solved in just one or two hours.

"Boom—" The human god's heavy body walked through the streets of Knight Town.

Its outstretched arms drew in the sleepy people one by one.

Although the god moves very slowly, given enough time, Knight Town will vanish completely in every sense of the word. Logan felt conflicted; he hadn't expected to create such a monster.

Or, just as this monster calls itself a "human god," it may actually have had the opportunity to reach the level of a god.

Logan, standing atop the clock tower, watched the god depart in a daze.

"God of men, the name sounds like a terrible monster." A dejected voice came from near the clock tower.

“Although I knew you were going to cause trouble, I never expected you to create such a monster.” Bray climbed the clock tower rather inelegantly and arrived at Logan’s position.

Carrying a greatsword, Bray couldn't leap up the clock tower like other adventurers.

"!?!" Logan's nerves tensed instantly, and all eyes were fixed on Bray.

"Why are you here?" Logan asked in a deep voice.

Logan's astonishment at this moment even surpassed the astonishment he felt when he created the god-man.

“I only caught a glimpse of Mr. William’s true form,” Bray said, drawing his sword.

"You saw my true form?" Logan asked, sounding a little doubtful.

Although Bray was strong, he didn't believe Bray had the ability to see through him.

“Don’t worry about the details,” Bray said casually.

Before leaving Knighttown, Bray tried to use the "mind's eye" that old man Owen had left him.

Under the "mind's eye," everything is revealed to Bray's perception.

Of course, Bray could never be used as effectively as the veteran Irving.

But that's enough.

In just a moment, Bray knew William's true identity.

They even knew about the dual personality involved.

It felt very surreal, and Bray himself couldn't explain why he was able to perceive it.

This is probably why the elderly Irving believed that "insight" cannot be conveyed through words or writing.

As for Bray saying he was leaving Knighttown, that was a complete lie to Logan.

Logan never expected that his true form would be discovered.

Even from those lifeless, expressionless eyes, one couldn't tell whether Bray was lying.

Logan truly believed that Bray had left Knight Town that morning.

"Surprised?" Bray suddenly joked.

"You despicable outsider!!!! You actually lied to me!" Logan was furious.

He was thoroughly outmaneuvered by Bray.

Bray didn't say a word, but took a step forward, and the next second two swords swept past Logan's side.

The sound of the sword being drawn and the sound of the sword slicing through Logan's body rang out almost simultaneously.

The cold light overshadowed the blood-red moonlight.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!" Logan could do nothing but scream.

"You despicable bastard!"

Logan, struck instantly by Bray, fell from the clock tower.

Blood drew a long line in mid-air.

Logan was cut in two by Bray's sword.

However, the numerous strands of flesh protruding from the severed wound temporarily eased Logan's injuries.

A normal person would have died long ago.

"Hah...ha..." Logan, panting heavily, extended tentacles from his sleeves and wrapped them around the wooden poles at the edge of the clock tower.

But before Logan could catch his breath, he quickly released the tentacles and pushed himself outward.

This action was entirely due to his seeing Bray come down from the clock tower.

Bray sheathed his greatsword and thrust the longsword downwards.

As long as Logan remains in the same position, he will be pierced through by the brawl.

But even though Logan cleverly changed his position.

This doesn't mean that Bray has no way to attack.

During his leap, Bray adjusted his posture in mid-air.

He held the longsword in reverse and hurled a blade formed from his inner energy at Logan.

The sword blade whipped up a gale, tearing everything around it apart, even leaving deep marks on the rocks.

"Wind God Style" "Reverse Storm"

"What?" Logan had absolutely no combat experience.

He never expected that Bray could attack him from such a distance.

Feeling the fierce wind rushing towards him, Logan felt a chill creep into his heart.

The wind not only blew on Logan's body, but also struck his heart.

"Demon Skin", "Howl of Fear", "Curse of Weakness", "Torment of Pain"...

Logan unleashed countless spells in an attempt to halt Bray's attack.

Unlike the elderly Owen who only focused on academics, Logan also studied magic, including some evil spells to facilitate his experiments.

"Demon Skin" makes one's skin incredibly hard.

"Howl of Fear" can throw the enemy off balance.

The "Weakness Curse" can force enemies into a state of vulnerability.

"Painful Torture" will inflict mental torment on the enemy.

After using so many spells, Logan gained a little more confidence.

Logan was so scared that he forgot to use magic to deal with Bray.

However, after using the spell, Logan felt that Bray wouldn't survive.

Although Logan's combat skills were not high, his mastery of these evil spells was remarkable.

Even with extremely high spell resistance, it's impossible to completely avoid the effects of these spells.

But he was wrong.

Bray, still swinging his sword in mid-air, remained calm despite the numerous spells he was facing.

"Come again, battlefield at dusk."

The sky was a hazy yellow, filled with the constant cawing of crows; the crumbling brick walls held countless remnants of soldiers buried in the ground.

The projection of the mental image has appeared in the present world.

At the same time, whether it was a hallucination or not, Logan could hear the sound of the spell cracking.

It was the sound of something hard smashing something to pieces.

But it must have been just an illusion, right? How could magic possibly make a cracking sound?

That's magic, something you can't grasp or touch.

How could it have broken?

But the reality was cruel; Logan's spell truly "shattered."

It was crushed by the weight of the battlefield.

The dilapidated battlefield, in a fleeting moment, replaced half the town's nightmare.

Unlike before, when he could only project his image onto the ground beneath his feet, Bray's mental world now has an increasingly wider reach.

Although it only took a blink of an eye, it revealed a lot.

"The spell isn't working?"

Even with hardened skin, it remains vulnerable.

But Bray did not become weak at all, nor did he become delirious.

Logan couldn't discern any particular emotion in his unwavering right eye.

“Impossible…” Logan couldn’t imagine how someone without spell resistance could resist a series of evil spells.

Bray didn't answer, but instead delivered a sword strike.

With the support of his mental world, Bray completely ignored all of Logan's spells.

"BOOM!!!!!!!!!" Logan was slammed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The bricks on the ground were smashed, and shards of stone flew everywhere, hitting Logan in the eye.

The immense force even caused the sword to have an effect similar to a blunt weapon.

"My eyes! My eyes!!!" Logan rolled on the ground in pain.

Bray's attack shattered many of Logan's eyes.

Two or three eyes on his face were completely blinded.

Having too many eyes makes one an easy target for attacks.

In Bray's view, these eyes were practically like targets.

After Logan crashed to the ground, Bray also fell from mid-air.

Bray, who had just landed on the ground, adjusted his posture and went straight to Logan.

Last time, Bray failed to kill Logan because he talked too much nonsense.

Without further ado, let's start with a sword strike.

Logan's countless eyes began to bleed.

Desecrating life is Breren's bottom line.

"Aa ...

“Monster!! You monster!!” Logan shouted.

“You’re talking about yourself, aren’t you, monster?” Bray said coldly.

"Broken stream" or "interrupted creek"

The longsword once again cleaved Logan in half at the waist.

The sword strike was so fast that no blood even flowed from Logan's wound.

Even Logan didn't realize that he had been split in two.

"Don't treat other people's lives like toys." Bray's voice was cold.

"!!!!!!!" After Bray finished speaking, Logan finally realized that he had been cut in half.