576. The God of Fall, the Usurper (7) Taesan unleashed all the power within his sword. Within it mixed boundary negation, the abyssal depth, the physical force, and even the beasts of the boundary. All spread out in a fan shape, sweeping through the inside of the Usurper.
But it didn’t end there. He circulated the consumed power once more. Then swung the filled all the various powers again.
Kwadudududuk!
The inside was damaged. The abyss, the origin, the very essence of the Usurper was broken. The Usurper suffered damage from which it could never recover.
The powers it had swallowed no longer obeyed its control; they tried to break free. But the Usurper did not just take this quietly. Its enormous body covered Taesan.
It tried to sweep everything away, to trample him beneath.
[Your endurance has been activated.]
Still, Taesan endured. He poured strength into his sword and pierced deep within—to a place the Usurper could never heal, a wound that would not last, one leading the Usurper to death.
Kwadudududuk!
The existence called the Usurper began to collapse. No matter the battle’s outcome, the fate of the Usurper was sealed. So the Usurper made a decision.
[Become mine.]
The Usurper swallowed Taesan whole. It covered and corrupted his very body. No. It was not corruption.
It was usurpation.
“You.”
Taesan frowned.