تسجيل الدخولRay immediately activated spatial swap. After several rapid swaps, he appeared in an open clearing.He was now by the sea—vast, empty, and desolate.Snow drifted down in soft flurries, pure and luminous like moonlight.And among those countless flakes, one shimmered with a faint golden glow.If not for his spatial perception, he would've missed it.Ray looked up at the sky. With another activation of spatial swap—whoosh—a small stone from the plate in his hand was replaced by that golden snowflake.Judging by its size, it was less than half of the one Paige had absorbed.Paige currently possessed about six units of energy, so this snowflake likely contained only around two.Very little.Ray didn't absorb it right away. Instead, he began experimenting.The snowflake landed on the plate, but wasn't absorbed. Yet, when a golden snowflake touched a human body, it disappeared instantly.Hmm. Does that mean it can be stored?He continued observing. After a few minutes, his keen p
Gunnr was finally dead.Yet, Ray felt neither joy nor excitement—only a quiet sense of release, a weight lifted from his chest.At least Travis hadn't died in vain.Unfortunately, Gunnr's body had been shattered into a heap of mangled flesh. There was nothing left to take as a head to offer in tribute to Travis and his comrades."Lucky you," Ray said coldly.Suppressing his nausea, he reached out and absorbed the remains. Instantly, a surge of warmth flooded into him—violent and overwhelming.Gunnr's energy reserves were no less than Ray's—perhaps even slightly greater. That meant over twenty thousand units of power, crashing into him all at once. For a moment, Ray felt like he might explode.Fortunately, he himself was already at the twenty-thousand level. Otherwise, the sheer influx might have torn him apart.But earlier, the side effects of energy absorption had already pushed him to his limits. Adding this new wave, it was too much.He needed an outlet. Now.Or he really
Gunnr felt like cursing and crying at the same time. The moment he was blocked by spatial compression, his body would be torn apart by spatial shatter. The only way out was another self-destructive burst—but even if he was willing to lose another nose, a mouthful of teeth, or even his remaining eye, each burst inflicted tremendous backlash.At most, he could do it three times. After that, forcing another burst would mean his body exploding outright.Which meant—he was down to his last lifeline.How had things come to this?He had killed two top-tier powerhouses, Rupert and Constantine. He should have held absolute dominance. He had even slaughtered most of his own subordinates—his advantage should have been overwhelming.And yet… how had he ended up in such a miserable state?Thoughts aside, he didn't hesitate. He used his final burst.Pop!His remaining eyeball tore free and exploded instantly.He was blind.But it didn't matter. With the thick fog, even with eyes, he wouldn
"Trying to run?" Ray's expression remained cold and indifferent. "If it were daytime, you might have had a chance. But at night? With thick fog blanketing everything, where could you possibly go?"Earlier, Gunnr had threatened that even if Ray and Travis escaped, he could track them by the sound of their heartbeats and footsteps. As long as they were within five hundred meters, he could locate them instantly.All he had to do was follow the noise—who cared what lay ahead? He could smash through walls like they were nothing and kill his target in a single strike.That was the terror of a beast-type ability user. Overwhelming strength. Blinding speed. Charge forward and crush everything.But now that Gunnr was the one fleeing, everything was different. How would he track by sound now?What—listen for Ray's heartbeat and footsteps, then charge straight at him? Was that escaping? So he'd just run blindly in a straight line?Sorry, but without clear vision, humans can't maintain a str
Gunnr's was a beast-type. He'd grown wings—he could fly, sure. But now, his wings were trapped inside the spatial portal, and his feet weren't even on the ground. How was he supposed to resist the spatial compression's pull?He roared again, his voice filled with desperation and unwillingness. A red glow burst from his body as his power surged to its absolute peak. With a violent beat of his wings, he forcibly tore himself free from the spatial portal.But the price he paid was enormous.With a wet pop, one of his eyeballs burst out of its socket, trailing blood vessels and nerves—only to explode before it could even fall."I'll fucking kill you!"The moment he broke free, Gunnr shot toward Ray like a bolt of lightning.He was so fast that Ray had no time to react.But Ray had always been cautious. Until Gunnr was truly dead, he wouldn't relax or lower his guard.Gunnr had clearly rushed right up to him, his fist about to smash Ray's head apart—but when the punch swung through,
Gunnr didn't dare move.His strength was terrifying now—one sweep of his blade-like wings could split an entire building clean in half. And yet, he had a gut feeling: if he fell into Ray's "net," he would die. Without question, he would die.But if he didn't move, spatial shatter would activate directly on his body.Centered on Gunnr, within a five-meter radius, the space itself was fractured beyond repair. That meant his body, too, was being torn apart by those horrifying spatial forces.It had to be said—Gunnr was incredibly powerful. As a beast-type, he possessed astonishing regenerative ability. His wounds began healing the moment they opened. In that regard, beast-types were even harder to kill than body-enhancement types.The drawback, however, was that he had to maintain his transformed state to access that explosive power and regeneration. And maintaining that state consumed his energy, meaning there was always a limit.Gunnr was still far from that limit, but with his bo
On the night of May 31st, Ray tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Curled up beside him was a mutt.He'd found the stray near his warehouse.At first, the dog would sneak bites of his food. In the end, Ray simply started feeding it. Little by little, the dog let down its guard. By the third day bef
Ray and Keisha went out to eat breakfast.After eating, Ray took her to buy a car.Since he had bought a G-Class there last time, he didn't bother going to other car dealerships. He brought Keisha straight back to the same place.A big spender like him was, of course, treated like royalty. The mo
In Gohaven, it was common for people to stockpile some dry goods. At least, everyone had rice on hand.But how many households made a habit of storing drinking water?Especially those with built-in water filtration systems—just turn on the tap, and clean water flows right out. Naturally, it never
"What a vile woman!"Lauren instantly realized her mistake. Her face went pale, and she whirled around and fled.She shoved her way through the crowd and sprinted toward her apartment building.Seeing her run, people redirected their anger toward Josh and his wife.What kind of parents raise a d







