The Judgment Of World

Even To Escape From All This Is Impossible

"If to know the truth, then I will reveal it," said Azazel, who had successfully torn Hanom's body.

"It's impossible. I am a being capable of manipulating ink, but why can he still attack me?"

That was a very simple answer. Hanom possessed a special magic to control the body like ink, and this power could be solidified into sharp or blunt forms according to the user's desire.

The defense for those who used this was also excellent; being hit by several attacks would still not cause any impact.

However, one thing was certain: a power like this still had its own weaknesses, and if it continued, it would cause a significant problem.

Unfortunately, Hanom was facing someone who had the power to interact with the void, something that couldn't be countered.

"Argh..."

Hanom lay there, blood streaming from his mouth, his face filled with agony.

"One has fallen, now..."

A chill began to envelop Hanom's body unexpectedly. He hadn't expected to receive a sharp gaze from Azazel, and he had to prepa