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Nial Orin

Dilan unleashed the power of the 73rd Slash of Destruction Sword Style, Godslayer, while he was only at the standards of an Ascender at the mid-range of the fourth Tier.

Even he had trouble accepting the fact that he had truly done it, but looking at the destroyed Shadow Essence Crystal of the Shadow Demon God, it had to be true.

"Is he dead?" Dilan asked without any interest or remorse. He looked down at his trembling hands, unable to hide his exhilarated smile.

He defeated the first Lesser God without utilizing any petty tricks, or after getting killed and tortured for several years.

'Without any tricks…just with my own powers…the power of my future Divinity, and the teachings of the last ten thousand years…'

Dilan clenched his fists so hard that his fingernails sliced into his palm. Warm blood oozed out of his clenched fist and it trickled down to the ground, but Dilan didn't even notice the pain.

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