The dark green heart floated silently amid Flesh Mountain's torn remains. Each beat sent ripples through the surrounding space.
The power of the Envy Law was so dense it had become tangible. Just looking at the heart made greed and resentment surge from the depths of one's soul.
On the walls of Rust City, every North American player held their breath.
"The Jealousy Source Core..."
Scott stared at it, eyes nearly bulging from their sockets. Oath of Dawn creaked in his grip.
That was it!
That damned thing had spawned the endless monsters in this region. It had made them bleed and forced them to watch countless comrades torn apart!
Yet it was also a divine treasure within reach, one that could reshape the entire North American War Zone!
If they got their hands on it, whether they offered it to the god Night Cherry Tangle or found a way to decipher its laws, the rewards would be beyond imagination!
His gaze went instinctively to Roderick at the highest point of the wall.
What do we do, boss?
Do we take it or not?
Roderick said nothing.
He stood straight as a spear, his deep-set eyes fixed on the blood-soaked figure at the center of the battlefield.
On the battlefield.
Dragon Soaring World walked toward the beating heart.
With each step, the Crimson Divine Fire around him rose higher. His pure will for war drove away every trace of the chaotic aura emanating from the surviving Fallen Ones.
He reached out and seized the [Jealousy Source Core], which was still radiating malice.
Hum—!
The core shuddered violently. A psychic assault a hundred times stronger than Jealousy Wail surged up Dragon Soaring World's arm and slammed into his soul!
The furious cries of countless failures and the venomous curses of countless