"Having fused with the power of a Divine Artifact, I long ago transcended the bounds of an 'Apex Hunter.' I am no longer that 'third place' from back then."
Mikun circled Kuize, smiling as he made his declaration in a loud voice.
"So, Kuize, the 'swordsmanship' you can wield with that rotten, broken body of yours poses not the slightest threat to me!"
Kuize's expression remained unchanged. His hand stayed steady on his sword, his gaze following Mikun as he moved, while he replied in an even tone:
"Swordsmanship alone isn't enough to claim second seat among the Apex Hunters."
Mikun burst into an excited laugh.
"Hahaha! I know! I know!"
"But before that, I haven't had my fill of this conversation yet!"
"So don't be in such a hurry, Kuize! Don't you want to reminisce with me a little longer?"
Kuize stated coldly:
"I think we've talked long enough, and exchanged more or less enough information. It's time to get down to business."
Mikun responded with wild arrogance:
"Heh heh, I was clearly trying to let you live a little longer."
"Since you refuse to appreciate it, there's nothing I can do."
"But before that, I still want one final answer from you! Can't you satisfy this old friend's lingering wish?"
Kuize calmly asked in return:
"About Serfoshe?"
Mikun nodded heavily.
"That's right!"
"Since you were the last person to see him back then, you must know more than anyone about where he went!"
"So I want to know. I desperately want to know."
"Serfoshe."
"Is it still possible that this man is alive?"
After hearing this, Kuize fell silent for a moment before giving his answer.
"I'm not sure. I only know that he truly headed for the Abyss back then."
"If you have been to Abyssal Purgatory..."