LOGINA giant over a hundred meters tall—how large would its fist be?That punch came fast and heavy, effortlessly breaking the sound barrier. And yet, despite its terrifying force, it carried not the slightest whistle through the air.Ray remained utterly calm, opening a spatial portal above his head.The fist crashed down—and something bizarre happened. It plunged straight into another dimension and vanished instantly. Not only that, but the ice giant's momentum carried it forward. After the fist disappeared, the forearm followed, then the upper arm, each part swallowed in turn.Only then did Astrid manage to halt her advance, even stepping back slightly.The massive ice giant now lacked its right arm. It was an eerie sight.Ray couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the missed opportunity.Though the ice giant appeared whole, it was actually composed of countless fragments of snow and ice—effectively a collection of separate pieces. The spatial portal could only devour whatever entered
Could Kirk really cast a curse just by using someone's name?Maybe he simply hadn't used the ability before—or perhaps it was newly awakened. Either way, it was possible.A thought flickered through Ray's mind. He declared boldly, "A true man never changes his name nor his surname. My name is Channing Oakley!"He put on a valiant, unflinching front.Astrid let out a soft, knowing sound in her heart, a cold sneer tugging at her lips.It was true that Kirk couldn't curse a target through their name alone. However, they did have an ability user capable of locating someone through their name—if the names matched exactly, every individual bearing that name could be sensed. A truly uncanny ability.She wasn't confident she could kill Ray outright. But once she had his name, she could pinpoint his location. When the time came, she and Gunnr could strike together and kill him."Channing, what an honor," Astrid said with a smile.The smile hadn't even faded when both her hands lashed fo
Astrid was filled with unease.Ray's last move had been utterly terrifying. Thirty-six people—all ability users—and they had all died in an instant.Sure, Astrid could have wiped out thirty-six people herself if her powers were far stronger than theirs. That would have been a straightforward massacre. But Ray's ability… it was too bizarre. Too strange for her to even comprehend.Fire, ice, earth spikes—those were understandable, traceable. But this? What kind of power was this? For a fleeting moment, she had even feared she might die herself."Who… are you?" Astrid asked.Ray, however, was equally surprised. He had clearly activated his domain, yet this woman had still escaped.Technically, his domain wasn't meant to banish anyone. It wasn't an independent space. As long as he hadn't explicitly blocked it, even ordinary humans could theoretically move in and out freely, as if the domain didn't exist.But he had sealed it. No entry, no exit.And still, Astrid had slipped away.
'I'll take them all out at once,' Ray thought to himself. What was the point of playing games with these Jayzepanese? Only dead Jayzepanese were good Jayzepanese."Spatial domain—activate!"In an instant, twenty-nine of the thirty-seven enemies were swallowed by his spatial domain. Of course, the thirty-seven couldn't all crowd into the domain, leaving eight outside—but Ray didn't care. With a thought, he activated spatial swap.One… two… three… the eight outside were instantly pulled into the domain.The scene left Astrid and her subordinates stunned."What… what kind of ability is this?""How can someone move people out of thin air?""If you drop someone midair, wouldn't they just die on impact?""What if you threw them into fire?"Their shock quickly turned to fear."This Gohaven monster must die!""Slash him!"The Jayzepanese roared, launching attacks simultaneously without waiting for orders. Fireballs, ice arrows, sound waves, thrown blades—dozens of superpowered st
Ray bounded across the rooftops with effortless agility.Now, a single leap of his could easily exceed a hundred meters. Traversing the rooftops was no problem at all—if he ever misjudged a jump, he could always compensate with a spatial swap.He watched as Travis paused and turned back, still holding off from striking. Ray silently shadowed Astrid and her group for nearly two kilometers.Finally, Astrid stopped. She counted her remaining forces, her face twisting with anger and disbelief.They had brought fifty-two people. Now? Only thirty-six remained.Damn it—absolutely infuriating!They had fought the five major factions countless times. Casualties were inevitable, but the losses were usually balanced between both sides. Never had it been this devastating. Sixteen men gone in one sweep? Out of just over three hundred total. At this rate, they'd be wiped out in under a month."How… how could this happen?" Astrid muttered, unable to comprehend.Travis hadn't suddenly grown st
You can only say one thing—ability users are utterly reckless."Hand over fifty of them, and we'll leave immediately!" Astrid demanded in broken English.Travis Carlson—the leader of the Zimtam Outpost—was exactly what Ray had figured: a middle-aged guy standing about five-foot-nine, sitting ramrod straight. He let out a scoff. "Yeah, keep dreaming.""Travis," she pressed, trying to reason with him, "you're running low on people. Can you really afford to take more losses? Why do you insist on protecting ordinary humans? Our leader has a lot of respect for you—come with us, and you'll be second-in-command at Fanghold."Ray raised an eyebrow. Over seventy years ago, there'd already been a Fanghold, and now the Jayzepanese still hadn't learned—they'd brought it back. Just the name said everything about their greedy, scheming nature.Travis barely glanced at her and let out another scoff. "You wanna fight? Fine by me. Save the speeches."Clearly, the guy had a short fuse. Without hes
Chuck wasted no time—he called Lauren."Ms. Lauren Gantt? This is Chuck Howard, Ray Morley's counsel. Who is representing you? Oh, Henry Campbell—got it. I'll coordinate with Mr. Campbell. He'll be informed of any developments."He hung up and immediately dialed another number."Hello, this is Ch
Too bad, Ray no longer had the headspace for romance.Would someone like Lucy ever agree to be his mistress? Of course not. Not now. Maybe after the apocalypse, things would be different; when the world collapses, a single meal could make a person reckless and grateful in equal measure. But tha
Lauren was thrown out by her own family. Her son, too, had been dragged by Max and dumped right outside the door. The fury that rose in her chest made her want to curse out loud.What now?Her only choice was to go find Ray. But no matter how long she knocked on the door of his villa, no one answe
One against four was a piece of cake."Even if you were homeowners, you still wouldn't have the right to kick anyone out—let alone when you're not," Ray shook his head. "If anyone's getting out, it's you. Hurry up. You've already wasted enough of my time.""Damn it!" The potbellied man spat. See







