Volume 2 Chapter 52 The Evil God, Sets His Eyes on the Villainous Guildmaster
After the showdown with Guildlord Act...
The Evil God Dostoevsky knelt before his lord.
They were in a palace made of black crystal.
Sitting on the throne was their lord, the one who held them together.
"I'm truly sorry, my lord..."
He reported the details of the battle with Act just moments ago.
Sweat dripped from his forehead.
To anyone watching, it was clear he had lost.
"Because I made a fool of myself... I'm sorry for lowering the Evil God's standing..."
The lord gave a slight smile and said,
"No, you did well, Mr. Envy."
Dostoevsky looked up.
There stood a man with the exact same face as his.
If a third party had been there, they would have been confused.
There were 2 men with the same face standing before them.
One was the man who faced Act.
The other was the man who was his lord.
"You were an excellent decoy for me."
"Hah...! Thank you...!"
Called Envy, this man was the Evil God's subordinate and the double.
That's why they looked so alike.
The real Dostoevsky smiled gracefully and said,
"Thanks to you, I was able to understand that man's powers."
"...My lord, who is that Guildlord Act?"
Envy couldn't believe it.
A super powerful bomb that could destroy half the world.
It should have activated.
The Great Hero and his friends, along with the world, should have been destroyed.
...But because of some mysterious ability that Act used, everything was returned to normal.
"He's just a man. He only has the Eye of the Time King within him."
"Eye of the Time King... Does such power really only see the future and past?"
With a gleeful smile, Dostoevsky nods.
"Yes. But not everyone can use it."
"So it's something only Act Age can use?"
"That seems to be the case. But there are conditions on this earth..."
"Uh, I see..."
Envy had no idea what the lord was trying to say.
They were just relieved that this forbidden technique of Act could only be used by that man.
It's not like we need him using such a technique to restore the world over and over again.
"My lord. What was that technique Act used...?"
"That was likely what we call Spacetime Rewind."
"Spacetime... Rewind?"
Hearing the unfamiliar words, they tilted their head.
"To put it simply, it's the ability to turn back time and repair space."
Dostoevsky pulls a magic stone from his pocket.
"For example, let's say I crush this magic stone."
He focuses, tightening his fingers.
The stone crumbles and falls with a soft patter.
"By using Spacetime Rewind, I can go back a few seconds... to before the stone was crushed. What happens then?"
"...The magic stone returns to its state before being crushed?"
Yes, Dostoevsky nods.
An ability that rewinds time.
Envy shivers at the thought of its terrifying power.
"If such power exists... isn't it invincible?"
Even if you die, as long as you can turn back time, you can start over again and again.
"It's not that all-powerful. With such overwhelming power, the cost must be quite heavy. Otherwise, we'd see it used more often."
Recently, Act used Spacetime Rewind just twice.
Against Jacky.
And against Irankus.
Considering the effects and versatility of the technique, it really has been used very little.
"But... if it turns back time, how come we know it's been turned back? Doesn't that seem odd?"
If the time was returned to before the ability was activated, it should go back to the moment before the ability was even activated.
"It's because the spell focuses only on the space, right? It just restores the state of broken people and things within that space."
It seems it can't bring back people's consciousness.
"Envy, thanks to your efforts, we've figured out the ability. I really appreciate it."
"N-no...! I'm just happy to be of help!"
Envy lets out a sigh of relief.
The gemstone was taken, and they lost one of the 4 kings.
They retreated in this form, like a coward.
It felt like a move that lowered the Evil God's status.
They thought there would be no escaping a scolding for sure.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Huh...?"
At that moment.
Bang...!
With a loud sound, Envy burst apart.
Like a water balloon dropped on the ground, a red pool of blood formed.
Envy died without knowing what happened.
Despite taking a subordinate's life, there was no sign of disturbance in Dostoevsky.
Not even a hint of killing intent or malice was visible on his face until the moment Envy died.
Even having killed a subordinate with his own hands, there was no disgust or regret in his eyes.
Pure evil.
That is why he is the Evil God.
"Now... by cutting one of the 7 cards, we've gained very useful information."
Silently, 6 figures wrapped in ragged cloth appear.
They are the Guild Members of the Exile Guild "Seven Deadly Sins," led by Fyodor Dostoevsky.
"Act, you are such a valuable asset... amazing..."
Dostoevsky takes a communication magic tool from his pocket.
He whispers as he watches the recorded video of Act.
"I want to have you, no matter what... Act Age."
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