"It was still too weak." Negary stood leisurely amid the pile of bones. Even now, he was still suppressing his strength. These people were far from enough to make him feel any pressure.
Only six opponents remained: the legendary ranger Chris Mordo, Divine Grace Church bishop Austin, his disciple, priest Luen Dona, Divine Grace Knight Melsen, Smick Lanche of Roas's End God Force, and the Avenger Jason Todd.
Each of these six had their own strengths. They all counted as outstanding among humankind, though Luen and Melsen were somewhat more immature.
"Your resolve is still not enough." Negary gradually sighed. This was roughly the pinnacle of humanity in this world. According to the information he knew, the only one who surpassed them was Roas's Aldrich.
"If this is all the quality at the peak amounts to, then my footsteps will not carry me very far either." Negary sighed. Having developed to this point, he could already sense that barrier—the insurmountable obstacle. This was, after all, merely a low-magic world.
"Then I'll raise the stakes a little." Negary spoke slowly. "I'm sure you've noticed that most diseases do not exist in Reastmia. That is because most things capable of causing those diseases are under my control."
"Those merchants who travel to and from Rea every year, after spending some time here, all carry away Rea's specialties—specialties I have bestowed upon them." Negary said seriously. "These things normally lie dormant and are harmless to humans."
"But once I order them to awaken, they will become diseases and infect their hosts—the merchants wandering across the continent. The merchants will become sources of infection, spreading plague everywhere they go."
"And there are six of you left. From now on, for every one of you who fails to satisfy me, I will activate the germs