Even though Hong-gyu had reinforced his body with magic, the impact was intense.

He looked up at the man who had slammed him into the ground, and saw those deadly teal eyes staring back at him.

It was An Woo-jin, his face expressionless. Beyond him, the soldiers of Gluttony were falling from the sky, their forms completely ruined.

Suddenly, Hong-gyu felt a sense of déjà vu.

This situation…

Wasn’t it similar to what happened at the funeral?

Woo-jin released his grip on Hong-gyu’s face and raised his fist. Hong-gyu quickly summoned the Predator from his arm, aiming it at Woo-jin.