In the inn, Ivo sat down while placing 3 golden Potions on the table. As someone who had once created a character that specialized in alchemy, the type of Potion in front of him was not something he did not know.

No, he knew very clearly. Maybe other people did not know, and did not know what this Potion brought, but Ivo knew very clearly.

This was an item that should not exist in this era. Raven with the knowledge he brought during the regression taught Rachel the formula for this potion.

“Mana Reforming Potion. A magical Potion that Raven said was one of the best alternatives in increasing Mana and training for those who are hindered by Talent.”

Ivo was no stranger to this item. One of the advantages of joining Raven’s side while playing Destiny, players can freely access this potion to develop rapidly.

Although not many people knew about it even among players, this potion was precious. With one sip of this item, one could increase mana capacity faster than others.

“To be honest, it’s more like a steroid but there are no side effects if you stop using it. The problem is that when someone uses this potion, the resulting effect will be too burdensome on the body.”

The resulting pain was unbearable.

“The principle behind it is quite simple. It’s like how I always circulate mana throughout my body. It’s just that when I do it’s like letting a small stream of a river flow through my body, this potion is like letting an ocean wave flow through my body.”

Even so, the resulting effect was astonishing. Especially when used by someone who hadn’t even reached the first awakening stage and hadn’t even formed a Specialty.

There was a theory circulating in the community that Regressor Raven had been using this potion since childhood which made the bastard’s strength so unreasonable. Their theory wasn’t wrong, but it wasn’t quite right.

With the knowledge he had and his special eyes, he actually became so powerful to the point of being unreasonable in the first awakening stage. He was a regressor who truly utilized all the knowledge he had.

“Now isn’t the time to use this thing.”

Besides…

Ivo looked towards the dark window that seemed to be covered in black tar. The shadows around the room seemed to vibrate slightly and became slightly inconsistent with the original object.

Ivor was already on the move.

The psychopath seemed to be playing with me. Ivo sighed softly while holding the mana crystal in his hand.

While closing his eyes, Ivo slowly formed a small ball of light that illuminated the room.

The room he was in before disappeared and was replaced by a strange room that wasn't there before. The previously solid walls were now replaced by a black substance that flowed onto the floor.

Ivo could feel his feet slowly sinking into a mud puddle that was slowly pulling him down. He was currently on the second floor. The floor he was standing on was previously good quality wood but was now replaced with this unknown substance.

A strange feeling that he couldn't explain… Ivo felt a sense of calm as if nothing had happened. There was no change in his face when he saw this strange room.

He could no longer feel fear. Something like this didn't bother him at all.

"Why? Are you that afraid to barge into this place? Using something like illusion magic,” Ivo said as he looked at the room in front of him.

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Another 10 larger balls of light appeared and lit up the entire small room in this place without leaving a single gap. Right in front of his face, a figure covered in black shadows stood while looking at Ivo with a strange gaze.

Under the bright light in this place, no shadows were able to move amidst the light.

Ivor whose body was wrapped in black shadows looked at the man standing in front of him. Ivor raised his hand and blew away all the light in this place.

The room returned to darkness without light. Ivo stepped back when he could feel something touching his neck.

The moment before Ivor touched his target, killing intent emerged from the depths of his eyes. As an experienced assassin, he knew that killing intent was something they had.

If it was anywhere else, Ivor would definitely be able to kill him with just a little force. But here, everything was different.

“What is this?”

A chain bound Ivor’s body and restricted his movements. No matter how he tried to move his body, the chain was so tightly bound.

Ivo whistled as he looked at Ivor who was stuck in place. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he saw the effort and expressionless face he had been showing crack under this unexpected event.

Thump… Thump… Thump…

Ivo punched Ivor three times in the solar plexus and made him spit out a little blood.

“You!!!”

THUMP!!!

Another punch went to the solar plexus and towards the chin. Ivor could feel the terrible pain.

What the hell?

The punch wasn’t that painful, but the problem of the foreign Mana in this body…

Ivor wasn’t given another chance to think as Ivo punched him in the vital point of this man’s body.

With the abundant mana that was still left in abundance inside the mana crystal in his hand, Ivo casually threw a punch toward this man’s solar plexus. The black shadow on his body had already disappeared since the beginning when the chains that appeared made contact with Ivor’s body.

“This is why I like living in this place,” Ivo muttered to himself as he continued to beat Ivor.

This inn was one of the safest places accessible. Ivo accidentally found it in the past when he first ‘Destiny’.

You could say this place was more like a save point. Although there was no such thing as a save point in the Destiny game.

Masha Rumanoff was no ordinary person. No, she couldn’t be called an ordinary woman because of the woman’s surname. Ivo only found out the woman’s name now but he had only met her father once.

“Ugh!!! You…”

“What? Do you feel pain? Then that’s good. Suffer further and be destroyed further. I really can’t wait to see this.”

The corners of Ivo’s mouth lifted even more. A forgotten past when he was playing once again appeared in his head.

This bastard…

This psychopath had once killed him in the most painful way he had ever felt while playing Destiny. Even though it was just a game, the feeling of a dagger being slowly stabbed into his neck. Dangerous but not enough to kill him.

When Ivo suffered terrible pain, this bastard didn't even kill him immediately and looked at him with a malicious look as if he was tied to the shadow in the air.

In the end, Ivo had to suffer longer until Ivor cut his throat and cut off half of his neck, leaving his neck hanging in the air.

Even with the pain limit suppressed at 40%, the trauma still remained for several years when Ivo played Destiny in the real world. Sometimes, Ivo would hold his neck every night. Sometimes, Ivo was afraid of shadows and couldn't live at night.

Hundreds of times Ivo thought about killing Ivor. Hundreds of times he thought about torturing the person in front of him.

This bastard...

Ivo could have taken the sword under the mattress and stabbed it into this man's neck and done what he had done.

Ivo could have pulled out this man's tongue, put fire in Ivor's mouth, and burned him from the inside.

I could have pulled out both of this man's eyeballs, blinded him, cut off his legs and arms, and let the dogs eat the rest of his body.

“I can do that”

The chains that bound Ivor were one of the magics that could suppress a person’s realm as long as they were not at the third awakening stage.

I can….

But, Ivor didn’t do it. At one point, he stopped hitting Ivor when he could feel the foreign Mana in his body had reached a critical point.

“Why? Don’t you want to kill me? I can clearly feel the killing intent in your eyes. The eyes of an assassin, No that’s not right. You’re not just an assassin who killed one person.” Ivor whose body was bound looked into those cold but calm eyes without any ripples.

As if death was a very common thing to him.

He couldn’t explain it in words. Those eyes had surpassed the crazy eyes that ordinary assassins often had.

Surpassed the calm eyes filled with indifference that he and the true Assassins had.

The eyes that the person in front of him had…

Those were the same eyes that his father had. The same eyes that the king of assassination had.

“You have the chance to do it. Kill me and get that look out of my sight!!!”

“Aren’t you like that?! A cold-blooded killer who has the same eyes as that person. Why did you stop?!”

“...” Ivo fell silent and didn’t answer. He could see the reflection of his body in Ivor’s eyes.

Even when he screamed, Ivo just stared at him with the same gaze.

The same conclusion he had when he saw Ivor in the past came to his mind.

“You really are a pathetic rat.”