Lian�s back was still on her back, but the yaksha�s face, which seemed to have already rotated, protruded translucently.

�Great!�

As the will of divine transcendence guided him, Lian�s body began to contain rotational power.

�With or without talent!�

�Awesome speed����!�

Natasha leaned away from her upper body.

�To mock or not!�

Following the afterimage of Daejikdo, I could see the surrounding air breaking like shards of glass.

�Either human!�Not even human!��What does that matter?

�It�s enough if I do it!��Natasha got goosebumps when she found the great straight sword approaching her waist.

1/160,000 night.

That moment when she is relieved that she, who has split the rhythm more sharply, still has time to spare.

�tuk�?�

I heard something snapping in my head.

-r=r.�=?.

Rhythm is being destroyed.

�Irregular beat�

What is the beat that is not contained even when an event is divided into 160,000 pieces?

�That can�t be!�

Her pride was hurt, and Natasha felt the 1/160,000 beat at a faster rhythm.

One night in 320,000.

But what I hear in my head is not the rhythmic beat.

Tutututututu!�Tutututututu!

There was only the noise of perfect indefinite beats that flooded in, destroying the whole rhythm.

�This guy.�

Natasha realized.

�I have no real talent.�

If too little talent is considered a talent, is Lian the natural enemy of geniuses?

�Does that make sense?��Talent is not talent.

As if to answer, the tip of the sword penetrated deep into Natasha�s abdomen and gave off a cold sensation. JrNovels.com