Arrived in Type-Moon, Now Out of Contact

If he wished, all he had to do was release the Steel Attribute stored within his composite Authority to become a complete Steel God. He calmly stated this fact to a certain Winged Species who had sworn to kill him.

"Someday, I'll make you kneel at my feet."

Raphael, clearly bristling, glared viciously at someone she obviously could not defeat at her current stage, like a little tiger grinding her teeth.

She decided that she would ask her creator how to become stronger, then challenge this person with some Divine Spirit Race traits again once she had grown strong enough.

"Little Ji, don't you want to leave?"

The person who would soon reconstruct another space as a temporary residence climbed out of bed and smiled at the one he had petted for so long.

"If that's the case, then I'll have a lot of fun next."

"I'll definitely come back."

Hearing those words, Little Ji, who had just suffered extreme humiliation, wore a somewhat twisted expression. Gritting her teeth, she shot him a fierce glare before beating her wings and activating the Winged Species' unique spatial movement ability—Heavenly Shift.

She was not his match yet. She had to become stronger before returning to deal with him.

"Just leaving like that? How boring."

Watching the Winged Species vanish from sight, the boy lying on the bed waved his hand, sweeping the spirit remains that fell even at night to the other side, and began considering more serious matters.

In this world, the Divine Spirit Race possessed independent "concepts." They were a race born from the Spirit Corridor that acquired "Divine Cores" through the strengthening of their concepts, prayers, will, or faith. They were This World's earliest "lifeforms."

Logically speaking, the power of such beings should have been limited by their origins