Chapter 97

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After the confrontation with Guild Master Act...

The evil god Dostoevsky knelt before the [Master].

This was a palace made of black crystal.

Seated on the throne was the [Master] who led them.

"I am sorry, my Lord..."

Dostoevsky was reporting the details of the battle with Act to the [Master].

He was sweating.

From an outsider's perspective, it was a complete defeat.

"Because of my disgraceful performance... I have lowered the status of the evil god... I am truly sorry..."

Then the [Master] smiled faintly and said,

"No, you did a good job. [Envy]"

Dostoevsky looked up.

There stood a man with [the exact same face as himself].

If there had been a third party present, they would have been confused.

After all, two men with the same face were in the room.

One was the man who had faced Act.

The other was the man who was his master.

"You did a great job as my [stand-in]"

"Hah...! Thank you...!"

The man called [Envy] was a subordinate of the evil god and a stand-in.

That's why he had the same appearance.

The real Dostoevsky smiled elegantly and said,

"Thanks to you, we were able to understand that man's power."

"...My Lord. Who is that Guild Master Act...?"

Envy couldn't believe it.

A super-high-performance bomb that could erase half the world.

It was supposed to have been activated.

He thought he had destroyed the Super Hero and his companions, as well as the world.

...But due to the mysterious ability Act used, everything [returned to its original state].

"Just a man. One who harbors the [Eye of the Time King] in his body."

"The Eye of the Time King... Does such power come from an eye that can see the future and the past?"

Dostoevsky nodded, his lips curling up in a very pleased manner.

"Yes. But not everyone can use it."

"Only Act Age can use it, then?"

"That's right. Under the condition that, for now, on this earth..."

"Hmm..."

Envy didn't understand what his master was trying to say.

However, he was relieved that the unfair technique Act had used could only be used by that man.

It would be troublesome if such a technique to restore the world to its original state were used too often.

"My Lord. What was that thing Act used...?"

"Probably [Temporal Retrogression]"

"Temporal... Retrogression?"

He tilted his head at the unfamiliar word.

"To put it simply, it's the ability to rewind time and repair space."

Dostoevsky took out a magic stone from his pocket.

"For example, let's say I break this magic stone."

He applied force to his fingertips.

Crack... The magic stone shattered and fell.

"By using Temporal Retrogression, we rewind time a few seconds... to before the magic stone was broken. What happens then?"

"...The magic stone returns to its unbroken state?"

"Yes," Dostoevsky nodded.

The ability to rewind time.

Envy shuddered at its terrifying power.

"If such power exists... wouldn't it be invincible?"

Even if one died, one could redo it by rewinding time.

"It's not an omnipotent power. The cost of such a powerful ability must be considerable. Otherwise, it would be used more frequently."

Act had used Temporal Retrogression twice recently.

In the battle with Jaki and the battle with Iranx.

Considering the effects and versatility of the ultimate technique, the number of uses was indeed small.

"But... if it's the ability to rewind time, why can we [realize that time has been rewound]? Isn't that strange?"

If time is rewound to before the ability was activated, it should go back to a time when [the activation of the ability] was not seen.

"Because it's a spell that targets [space]. It only returns the [state] of broken people and objects within the space where the caster is."

It seems that it doesn't return people's consciousness.

"Envy. Thanks to your efforts, we were able to understand the ability. I am grateful to you."

"N-no...! If I could be of any help, I am glad."

Envy was relieved.

The gemstone had been stolen, and one of the Four Heavenly Kings was missing.

Furthermore, he had retreated from the scene in this form, lowering the status of the evil god.

He thought he would not be spared from reprimand.

"Well done."

"Huh...?"

At that moment.

Pang...! With a loud noise, [Envy] was blown away.

Like a water balloon dropped on the ground, a red pool of blood formed on the floor.

[Envy] died without understanding what had happened.

Despite taking the life of his subordinate, Dostoevsky showed no sign of disturbance.

Until the moment of his death, there was no trace of malice or killing intent on his face.

Moreover, there was no sign of disgust or regret even when he killed his subordinate with his own hands.

Pure evil.

That is what it means to be an evil god.

"Well... By playing one of the seven cards, we have obtained very useful information."

Silently, six men and women wrapped in tattered cloths appeared.

They were the guild members of the Exile Guild [The Seven Deadly Sins], of which Fyodor Dostoevsky was the guild master.

"Act. You are a very, very capable person... wonderful..."

Dostoevsky took out a communication magic tool from his pocket.

He murmured while watching the recorded video of Act.

"I am determined to get you... Act Age."

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