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BIRTH OF THE NEW GOD SLAYER

"TTEOKBOKKI, Skewer," Neoma said, summoning her major weapon and her Soul Beast. "It's time to execute what we've been practicing lately."

The Lynx Ring that served as a storage device that hid her accessories shone brightly.

Then, the mini version of the Death Scythe that dangled as a pendant of her hidden choker sparkled before it turned into a fine dust. But it didn't disappear. The fine dust reappeared above her right hand until Skewer materialized.

She wasn't using the Death Scythe's replica– this time, it was the real deal. Trevor returned the Death Scythe to her before he left for the Spirit World with Nero. Since he didn't need the Death Scythe to protect his lair anymore, he just returned it to her.

And since it was the original Death Scythe, she was able to easily adjust its size to fit her small body. After all, the original size of the scythe was too big for her to swing.

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