Homon. Juzo. Elion. Riner. Raze.
These were the names of the Willguard, Spirit, Nature, Abyss, and finally Redflame gods.
Each of them had been tasked by their respective powers with fulfilling a singular objective; assassinating the criminal, Atticus Ravenstein.
For the past two decades, they had roamed the First Crown as hunters, growing stronger while carving their legends into the minds of its people.
The Executioners... there was not a soul within the First Crown who didn’t know the hunter group.
And for years, each of them had waited for their target, biding their time, building their power, preparing for the day they would finally meet the accused, Atticus Ravenstein.
They were the Executioners.
And after so long, they had finally found their target. A mere peak level one hunter... trash. With their level three power, someone of such strength should have been nothing more than an ant before them.
They had rushed into the volcanic region for his head.
Yet mere seconds into the battle, that same ant had split one of them into two halves while withstanding a combined assault from the rest without suffering even a single scratch.
Flashes of light crackled across the heavens, followed by deafening booms of thunder. Crimson and golden radiance flooded the skies, and even several moments later, the air still trembled from the sheer force of the collision.
Yet the Executioners barely noticed any of it. Their slowly widening eyes remained locked onto Atticus, who hovered silently in the distance.
What... what had just happened?
"Hey... correct me if I’m wrong, but the report said this brat was peak level one, right?" the Abyss hunter asked with open disbelief. "Peak level one. Not some ancient monster pretending to be one?"
"...that’s what it says on his crown," the Nature god replied with a deep frown. "...unless the damn thing is lying to us."
"That’s impossible."
"Then explain why he’s still standing there without a scratch!"
They were each low level threes. The gap between those ranks should have been insurmountable. Yet the scene unfolding before them completely contradicted that logic.
The Abyss god’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"...don’t tell me the child’s will is comparable to the Origins?"
A faint darkness passed through their expressions instantly.
The Origins was the title given to the two Origin Wills of the Crown; Crown Will and Primal Will.
It was common knowledge that only those who possessed such wills could possibly bridge the monstrous gap between levels.
Simply being capable of clashing against them despite the difference in rank already hinted at the absurd quality of Atticus’ will.
"...then how do we proceed?" the Nature god asked gravely. "This clearly isn’t going the way we expected."
The Abyss god glanced toward the others.
"...should we retreat?"
"No!"
"Absolutely not!"
The heads of the Willguard and Spirit gods snapped toward him almost instantly.
"My king entrusted this task to me..." the Spirit god said coldly. "I refuse to return in failure because some child swings a sharp sword."
"He’s right," the Willguard added with a dark scowl. "The brat has only just ascended and he’s already this troublesome. If we let him grow stronger, we’ll regret it later."
The Abyss god frowned deeply.
"...and how exactly do you suggest we kill him? Every time we get close, he tries to split someone in half."
Their gazes instinctively shifted toward the weapon in Atticus’ grasp, caution flashing across each of their faces. There was no doubting that weapon was the primary reason for their current losses.
A weapon capable of cutting through higher wills...
"...then stop getting hit."
The Abyss god’s face twitched slightly.
"...ah yes. Brilliant strategy."
"If the weapon doesn’t touch us, it can’t affect us," the Willguard god continued coldly, completely ignoring him.
"As for his will, assume it possesses the same potency as the Origins. It’s still lower level, which means it has limits. At best, it should only resist our wills for a short time. We’re faster. We’re stronger. So we overwhelm him from all sides. Understood?"
The others immediately gave solemn nods.
BOOM!


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