A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"Eighteen Styles" and "Nine Fields"

The sword didn't touch the "savage beast," but after all nine marks appeared on the ground, His body was covered with sword wounds of varying sizes. The Wild God fell silent.

After swaying a few times, it collapsed to the ground and fell apart.

but--

The next moment, the enormous body of the Wild God vanished from its spot.

Vanished without a trace, leaving not a single mark.

It was as if it evaporated on the spot.

However, Bray knew that the Aragami did not disappear because he killed it.

The "savage beast" has been taken back, and as for who took it back, it's obvious who it was.

With that last move, Bray was confident he could kill this Aragami.

It's a pity that Jonathan took it away without saying a word.

In any case, this Wild God is Jonathan's bodyguard. If he gets killed by Bray here, Jonathan will have no human shield in the future.

---

"Aaaaaah, damn it, what on earth happened?" Qasim drifted aimlessly in the basement, his mood fluctuating wildly.

He naturally wanted Bray to be killed by that wild god, so that he could rest easy.

But he also had a very bad feeling.

Kasim shook his head, trying to shake off his thoughts.

The important thing now is to open this door.

Qasim inserted the key into the lock, his heart filled with anticipation.

But before he could turn the key, the basement door collapsed with a bang.

The heavy door was also damaged by the earthquake caused by the "beast".

No matter how sturdy the door, it is useless under the violence of the Aragami.

Kasim stared at the key he was holding in his fingers and fell silent.

The key he had gone to so much trouble to obtain turned out to be completely useless.

"..." Kasim threw the key to the ground. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have stayed there for so long.

Therefore, he would not be hit by Bray's sword.

However, if he hadn't stayed there, the "beast" wouldn't have actually appeared.

Naturally, there wouldn't have been such an earthquake.

Although the door wasn't completely flat, it was still large enough for Qasim to walk through easily.

Beyond the doorway, the interior was extremely dark.

But this darkness did not make Qasim uncomfortable at all; on the contrary, he felt very close to it.

This eeriness is so comforting.

Soon, he looked up and saw the huge rosebud and the upper body of the beautiful woman.

The sparse thorns surrounding her formed a protective layer, ensuring that the beautiful woman was unaffected by the recent earthquake.

Her eyes were closed, as if she were asleep.

Qasim recognized the beautiful woman; she was his wife.

His wife was so beautiful that he married her.

If there were no other choice, Qasim would not have wanted to sacrifice this beautiful woman.

But sometimes you have to give something in order to gain something.

“My wife, I have come to see you.” Qasim’s skeletal face was filled with ecstasy, his sunken eyes darting around.

His tone wasn't simply one of emotion at being able to see his wife after so many years.

The way he looked at the beautiful woman was as if she were a work of art.

The beautiful human figure is combined with the vibrant rose.

Humans cannot withstand the overwhelming vitality of "Heavenly Fox Tears," which is why they associate it with plants.

Kasim chose roses.

Looking back now, I realize I definitely made the right choice; it's absolutely gorgeous.

"Qasim..." Just then, the beautiful woman slowly opened her eyes and softly called out Qasim's name.

Qasim was startled; he thought his wife could still maintain her humanity in this posture.

However, he soon realized that he had been overthinking things.

His wife then kept repeating the same monotonous words, calling out the name Qasim over and over again.

Without joy, I calmly uttered the name again and again.

It was completely different from when she called her Angela.

“You scared me. I thought you had ‘evolved’ in over a hundred years,” Qasim muttered to himself.

As expected, the beautiful woman eventually lost her humanity, retaining only some basic cognitive abilities.

For example, she recognizes Qasim and calls out his name, but she can't do anything else.

"..." Qasim chanted the incantation softly.

He had done many things to his wife; as long as he chanted the corresponding incantation, she could perform the corresponding actions.

For example, right now, Qasim intends to have her share some of her life force with him.

Just like connecting with those roses, connect with yourself.

His body is not a normal human body; I wonder what will happen after he receives this powerful life force.

It takes courage to use oneself as a laboratory, but for Qasim, it's nothing.

That is why he was able to ruthlessly experiment on his own wife and daughters.

If I use it myself, how much more would the people around me use it?

After Qasim connected to the Mother, an incredible scene unfolded.

"Ooooooooooo!!!!" Kasim seemed to be filled with energy in an instant.

He couldn't feel any life force in his body at all.

Unbelievable! This vitality is so terrifying that it can even make the ghost's body react?

Some roses started to grow around us, not wildly, but still very quickly.

The roses enveloped Qasim, forming a cocoon-like structure.

However, less than half a minute later, the cocoon split open on its own.

A figure emerged from the cocoon.

The clothes were still the same black outfit, but the figure was no longer the ghost from before.

It was a man.

Although his hair is a bit gray, he is definitely a living person.

This gray-haired old man is the former Qasim.

Through the "Heavenly Fox Tears," which were capable of creating miracles, he escaped his ghostly state and gained a physical body.

"Hoo-ha... Damn it, so close... so close." In his old-man form, Qasim's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his tone was full of resentment.

He was just one step away from returning to his peak condition instead of becoming an old man.

However, he couldn't withstand this life force and prematurely severed his connection with his mother.

If this continues, he may meet with tragedy due to his excessive vitality.

“But isn’t this another kind of immortality?” Qasim muttered. From death to ghost, and then to physical body, this can also be considered a kind of immortality.

Of course, Qasim wasn't satisfied with that; he wanted to go further.

For a moment, he even forgot why he had fled in the first place.

---

Clinton is in the distance.

With the sudden appearance of those parasitic plants gone, it seemed the matter was over.

Jonathan sat leisurely in an empty park, twirling his cane.

Jonathan, sitting on the chair with his legs crossed, patted the severely shrunken "beast" next to him and hummed a song leisurely.

"This is terrible, absolutely terrible. Mr. Qasim is no longer a ghost."

"If this continues, you're going to be in trouble."

"After all, I don't have the ability to resurrect a person."

“Mr. Qasim, you’re still a dead man, you can’t cross this line.”

Jonathan's mask was empty this time, devoid of any expression. Qasim needed time—not a minute or two, not a day or two, but years.

Why is time needed? Of course, it's to uncover the secrets of immortality.

He has now returned from the ghost to the old man's body, which is enough to prove many things.

He might be able to challenge the rules of this world.

Indeed, he was a genius who used the "Heavenly Fox Tear" he obtained by chance to create one miracle after another.

Now he himself has become a miracle.

Isn't this a miracle? To be awakened from the grave and now stand here alive.

He was Qasim, a great noble mage.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a headache.

He never had a "headache" before.

After obtaining a physical body, his head began to ache slightly.

"What's going on?" Qasim frowned, clutching his head.

"What exactly happened..." But gradually, Kasim's voice began to tremble.

What terrifying thing did he see? No.

After the headache subsided, Qasim began to doubt his own existence.

When he was a ghost, for some reason, he didn't notice anything strange about his memories.

However, after obtaining a physical body, he gradually became aware of the strangeness of his memories.

These memories are not wrong, but why does Qasim feel a strong sense of isolation?

The so-called sense of isolation is that these memories truly exist in one's mind, and one is able to access them.

However, these memories gave him the feeling that they didn't belong to him, as if he were going through someone else's memories.

He had a splitting headache and was gripped by inexplicable panic.

"I am Kasim, I am a great noble mage!!!" Kasim murmured, but his eyes grew increasingly panicked.

“K...Kassim.” The Mother called his name from behind him.

“That’s right, I am Qasim,” Qasim muttered to himself.

He is very smart; there's no denying that.

After all, although he was incredibly ruthless, he did create things that were beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

He was intelligent, and thus had some guesses in his mind.

But he won't admit it.