This is the story of a magician and an elf girl.

"Give up, white black magician, you won't be able to find her."

"Tsk... that's too fast... don't you think so?"

"I'm just following the map. Is there anything wrong?"

"..."

At the same time, the magician who had won the battle with Aojun and Jiesi blocked Richard's way to the entrance. He saw that the land was full of orc corpses. All the guards who were enemies of him were killed without a single blow.

It has to be said that his skills have not declined at all. Richard squinted his eyes and thought that the two battle-hardened warriors only delayed him for less than thirty minutes. Looking from the back, he could see that the arena had completely collapsed and there were no survivors.

What a bunch of useless guys who can only talk. They can't even delay time. The main show is over. It's almost time to finish watching this place.

"I have already executed all those scumbags, without any exceptions. The scumbags who survived and hid in the house will be torn into pieces by the puppets that will arrive later. Everything for you is over... Next is-"

“——Hehehe…hahahahahahahaha!!! Hahahahahahaha!!!”

"..."

Richard laughed heartily, feeling very fulfilled with everything he was pursuing. At the same time, he also saw that the magician, who was an intellectual pioneer, was constantly slaughtering intelligent life forms - this was indeed different from the philosophy he firmly believed in.

"This is so contradictory and so faithless, magician. You slaughtered so many male life forms just to save female life forms. You must know how contradictory this is, right? Female life forms without males are just flawed existences. Only when males and females combine and mate can the value of life be fully reflected. Your actions have not only destroyed the reason for the existence of the law, but also destroyed your qualifications as a human being."

"I have long since abandoned my human qualifications. No matter how many of you I have to kill, no matter how many times I have to kill, no matter how many times I have to break the rules, no matter who betrays me in the end, even if I betray myself - I will still choose to kill you to resolve this matter."

The distance between them gradually shortened as they stared at each other, but their understanding of each other was just like their sight: they could see each other, but they could not see through each other's heart at all.

On one hand, there are evildoers who are willing to sacrifice anything to achieve their goals, and on the other hand, there are gooddoers who are willing to sacrifice anything to achieve their goals. The description in terms of words is so close, but their positions are so far apart.

"Haha, why do people have to act in such extremes? I really don't understand you. You are a great man who once loved humans, but you are also a traitor who was betrayed by humans. You understand the sins and achievements of humans better than anyone else - and at the same time you deny all intellectual products in human history. Admit it, humans are arrogant creatures. Without the ability to protect themselves, they only want to harm others blindly. They justify their own opinions based on the desire to protect themselves. So-called intellectual life forms are all like this."

"Don't stand in front of me and discuss the concept of intelligence with me in a very clear tone. I am the pioneer of intelligence, the pinnacle of all intelligent life forms, the one who pioneers prosperity. You who have never trusted humans have no right to say these two words and discuss people's feelings."

"Hahaha! Only those who believe in humans won't show that kind of look, magician. You hate humans more than anyone else. You resent humans more than anyone else. It's impossible for you to trust humans because you - you haven't been trusted by anyone since the beginning. Your questioning of humans comes from your questioning of your own mentality and your experience of being betrayed by others. Give up. You - can't trust such inferior creatures as humans from the bottom of your heart."

"Indeed, but my doubts about myself come from self-awareness rather than guilt. As someone who has never trusted anyone, you really have no persuasive power as a commentator, because you are also not trusted or expected by anyone. Ultimately, you don't understand the reason why humans, as creatures, measure trust."

"Do you really understand or do you say that because you don't understand?"

"You won't understand. Such natural things never need reasons."

"Stop talking nonsense, magician. As a human being, it may be natural to believe in other people, but you think it is natural for humans to hurt other people. You focus more on reality than dreams; you pursue current obligations and responsibilities more than expected results; you believe in your own strength more than the recognition given by others; you care more about the essence of people than people's long-cherished wishes; you think that people are on the brink of destruction more than walking hand in hand towards the future. Frankly speaking, magician, you are like me. You never care about anyone, but you understand human actions better than anyone else. Don't you agree?"

"I'll say it again, don't compare me to you. As an intelligent being, humans are selfish creatures in their next life. This is an irresistible fate, because sometimes people pursue the definition of process more than the result. Even if they can't get the result they desire, the nature of human beings will still actively pursue the feeling of the process. The result is at best just the end point seen in the process. It is called the end point because it cannot be reached or touched. The same reason can explain the same reason, because sometimes people are selfish due to the environment when they are born. They will definitely care more about their own feelings than the feelings of others, even if this behavior is undoubtedly selfish from the perspective of a third party. To me, it is at best just a conclusion drawn from human ignorance. It is because selfish people know how to care about others, so it is natural to be selfish."

"So we are both selfish people, so it seems we get along well?"

"Let's stop talking nonsense - Black magician, we are both cursed by the goddess, this is the only thing we have in common."

"Oh, that's very clear - magician, but don't misunderstand this part. You are not the only one who can use the power of darkness to fight. Black magic and magic, all magic comes from darkness. You are not from the world of light. The power of creation and destruction is equal. The difference lies in the purpose and the user's philosophy - there is no place for the existence of light in this statement."

What he said was true, John knew it—but because of that, even so, he was determined to be the darkness that supported the light.

"It is because of darkness that light is born. The only thing that cannot be tolerated in this world is you. You are just like a little kid who cannot grow up without being praised by anyone for his work. You are nothing but a piece of trash that never grows up."

"I say again, you and I are the same person, magician - answer me, although you are an intellectual pioneer, you understand all the intellectuals in the world, but can you answer me? What is love?"

"..."

I couldn't come up with an answer - my thoughts seemed to have come to a standstill, and a sickening sense of guilt surged into my heart.

“See, you really don’t consider it as a part of intelligence, right? It’s clearly an emotion that arises from intelligent life forms, and anyone with emotional intelligence can understand it, but you and I know nothing about its existence—just hearing this makes me sick, right? Hahahahaha—”

"...Shut up...What's even more disgusting is that you said this kind of thing...If you're tired of living, I'll make you disappear."

The dark figure and the snow-white figure walked towards each other, shortening the distance between them. They took that step with relative names, knowing very well that each was blessed and cursed by the goddess. On the one hand, there was the sinner who carried the cursed intelligent life form to this day, and on the other hand, there was the monster user who carried the mystery and black magic.

Black magicians and sorcerers, executioners and summoners, good doers and evil doers, two opposing sides with different philosophies, should have known from the moment they met until now that this world cannot tolerate the existence of each other.

"Come on, I'll fight you with my bare hands—"

"——I can still kill you without the power of the Demon Eye, just with this hand."

At the same moment, the two men walked towards each other with bare hands and started a fierce battle.

"Snap!" Richard, whose punch was caught by John's palm, raised his long leg and hooked the opponent's forearm at the moment of the attack, blocking John's grappling technique and kicking him in the side of the face.

"Swoosh!" John, who had slapped the blow with his other hand, tilted his head back, stepped sideways to the left and raised his right leg. Richard, who mistakenly thought that he was going to kick him, took a step back reflexively. John, who had used the flexibility of his body to kick, was already suspended in the air in this short moment. Even without using his left foot to support his body, he could still kick out a second time before landing.

“Pah!” Richard, who failed to see through the double spinning kick, got his mouth twisted. After taking the heavy blow, he was not discouraged at all and attacked again: “Not bad! Magician! Come on!!”

"!"

"Pah, pah, pah!" Richard, who was punching continuously from the front, was hit by John all the time, just like an opponent who had never learned his lesson. Facing John, who had mastered the physical and grappling techniques, Richard had almost no chance of winning in close combat. He broke free from the restraints by twisting his elbows and forearms, created distance, and then attacked again.

"Snap!" The two men who were blocking the attack with their forearms defended each other at the moment of the attack. Richard, who was punching from above, had his forelimbs knocked away by John's forearm, and then he retracted his upper arm from the right side to block his punch. Then the two men turned around at the same time and threw a high kick.

"The collision caused the limbs to rebound when they kicked in mid-air. John pulled back his legs to regain his balance, only to see Richard rushing forward without paying attention to his balance and rushing towards him in an instant.

"Swoosh! Snap!" John, who had used this attack to throw Richard to the ground, found that Richard had suddenly clamped his other foot on the back of his neck. If he continued to exert force, his neck would definitely be broken...

"Admit it! You hate this world just like me! Hate this world that always nurtures false feelings to hurt others! In this world where no one can be trusted, love is nothing more than a tumor among foreign bodies! You are right!! Isn't the hatred born from love the source of your revenge?!"

“Ugh… Ughhhhhhhhh! Shut up!!!”

"Snap!" John, who could only let go of that foot, got rid of the restraint on the back of his neck by twisting his shoulders and hands. Richard, who did not give up at all, performed a front flip to shorten the distance, and waited for an opportunity to pick up a stone from the ground and threw it at his head.

"Bang!" John, who was not fooled by this little trick, turned his head and kicked Richard sideways. He was hit on the shoulder by the calf, but he didn't care and punched John in the abdomen, and then hit him in the chest with an uppercut.

"Snap!" John retaliated by knocking two of Richard's teeth out of his mouth with his elbow, and used the centrifugal force of his rotating body to perform a roundhouse kick. Richard endured the pain and took a step back to dodge, but he didn't realize that John's jump was so high that he could even perform another side kick the moment he landed.

"Gu?!"

"Drink!!"

"Snap!" Richard, whose two teeth were broken by his boots again, glared at John like a beast in real battle. Naturally, he had no intention of holding back.

"Swoosh, snap!" John pulled out a dagger from its sheath and stabbed the retractable pistol in Richard's hand. John didn't know where Richard got the weapon from, so he attacked again without showing any surprise: "Where did you get that weapon...?"

"These are war relics left behind by the palace's knight puppets. Don't think you're the only one holding such a weapon!"

"Snap, Snap!" The sound of the blades colliding was accompanied by sparks. The silhouettes reflected in each other's eyes refreshed the visual information captured by the naked eye at a very fast speed. Richard, who was flipping the pistol, stabbed again at the moment of deflecting the dagger. John, who was holding the dagger from above to block the attack, threw away the pistol by flipping his wrist and swung the blade horizontally. Richard, who shortened the pistol to the limit, switched from a defensive situation to an offensive form in a smooth movement.

"Bang!" In an instant, the pistol stretched out and attacked the side of John's head. He dodged backwards and lowered his body, only to see Richard thrusting continuously at an extremely fast speed. Each attack and each move was aimed at the vital points and joints. It must be said that his close combat strength was still not rusty. John captured his momentary gap with his extraordinary dynamic vision.

"Clang!" Richard, who was hit by a fierce blow on the gun, let go of the weapon because the direction of the impact was completely aimed at his fingertips. John kicked him in the forehead without hesitation.

"Is this the only direction you can hit?"

"!"

Richard took the blow with his bare hands, then did a front flip on the spot, kicked John on the side of the head, punched John in the chest with another punch, and then kicked him in the nose with his knee. John, with blurred vision, only felt Richard kicking him in the abdomen again in a daze.

"Pah!" He flipped on the ground and quickly got up using the technique. He caught the outline of a thrown object and immediately dodged it.

"Snap!" Who knew that it was just a trick of using a stone as a cover-up, a silver pistol pierced John's right chest, but just by the sound of footsteps, he could tell that he was approaching him very quickly.

"!"

"!"

"Swoosh!" Richard had expected that John, who had thrown the dagger at close range, would counterattack. He turned his face to avoid the attack and reached out to grab the pistol that was stuck in John's right chest.

"Snap!" Blood spurted out from Richard's right arm, and sharp tiger claws appeared in John's left hand at some point. Richard's miscalculation was that he thought the dagger was his only weapon.

"Snap, snap!" The intersecting blades scraped apart Richard's clothes and skin on his chest. The splattering blood dyed the vision of both parties red. They should have known this at this moment as they were keeping their distance.

It is impossible for either party to end this dispute with just their bare hands. Their real terrifying qualities are their real weapons and their real strength.

It lies in the bottomless darkness and the bottomless hatred for this world.