Sermon-truth.

From Nane�s forehead, a sword as white as drawing paper was thrust into the god�s stranglehold at the speed of a flash.

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As the closely assembled crosses separated like a chemical reaction, Shura�s face was exposed.

�This is me.�

He swallowed Ankera�s dream and was the nemesis of Shura, who was closest to being right in this universe.

�Ahhh����.�

Shura�s shoulders trembled as her butt fell, and Nane�s gaze shifted to Veron.

There was no visible phenomenon, but the iron pole was already completed and nailed to space and time.

-You think I can�t break it?

Veron�s eyes looking up at the sky contained pride and awe at the same time.

�It�s your world, but it�s not like there�s no way to deny it if it�s only me.�

Because Nane�s Kar value is not perfect.

-Someday you will be swept away.

I don�t know how many resets I can endure, but it�s self-evident that eventually it will be destroyed by the waves of time.

Hexa was the only one who could survive.

�Then stop accepting it.�I just want to know, is the human mind so insignificant?�

It was the last question Veron threw to the world.

�Even if everything goes back to nothing and there are no records left, the life of an eternal life is to fight until the end.�

Shura suddenly realized.

�So before the altar opens����.�

An iron pole was driven into the only point where there was room for reversal, and a fixed and unchanging standard was created.

�Even if hundreds of futures are mixed, the beginning is always here.�

Veron, the 0.1% of Nane created by Sirone, accurately stabbed that sharp gap.

Perhaps the thought that nothing had been decided passed through Shura�s mind.

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�A truly formidable obsession.�

The officers of the Tenro Society were those who overcame the fear of death, so Veron�s obsession was also meaningful.

�But the opponent is me.�

Even though the rulers of each country are already aware of the altar, the reason why they cannot take action is because there is no way to prevent it. JrNovels.com