There were countless living creatures in the world.
Every species grew at a different rate.
Some could grow into massive beings within a year, while others remained juvenile within that same span.
But regardless of how quickly they grew, they would all eventually walk toward the endpoint known as "death."
As one of the countless living creatures in the world, the Gatekeepers naturally could not remain detached.
They could die too.
But they could live longer than any other species.
And that vast expanse of time allowed them to temper their abilities to heights humanity could never reach.
Speedy Men's ability called "Isolation," which could reject everything, was perfectly suited to his identity as a Gatekeeper.
If used in battle, it could at the very least place him in an absolutely invincible position.
So when facing a group of ants, Speedy Men had never imagined that he could lose, let alone die...
How could that be—
How could such a thing be possible?
But this was not an illusion. It was reality.
His body had been split vertically in half, yet his formidable vitality kept Speedy Men from dying immediately.
His eyes, still carrying out their biological functions, stared at Moyu in utter disbelief.
He could not accept it.
Nor could he understand how this human had done it.
Everyone present looked at Speedy Men's body as blood poured incessantly from it, equally unable to understand how Moyu had done it.
What exactly had happened to Moyu in less than a minute?
How had the power of his slash been elevated by an entire dimension?
Moyu calmly watched as the life drained from Speedy Men.
The last Counterpoint Keystone had originally been reserved for dealing with a Calamity.
But after they had successfully brought the Guide under control, he had