“Aaargh!”
“Khhhk!”

The attackers were blown back, struggling to recover. One man stared helplessly at his shattered liquor bottle.

“My… my drink…”

“This is not the time to worry about that!”

Another quickly drew his weapon, shouting in frustration.

At the center of the explosion stood Taesan, calm and unscathed.

“How the hell did you get in here?”

This was the Old God’s domain, a place where even the reigning transcendents of the universe couldn’t interfere easily.

“Die!”

The first to regain his senses lunged at Taesan, his body grotesquely transforming. Thick, slimy ooze dripped from his form, corrupting …