Couldn't Beat You, So I Had to Sniff Your Rectum

As Byron watched his body mutate, he could clearly feel his soul and spirituality rapidly weakening.

The grotesque skull-shaped flowers fed on his spirituality, consuming it to fuel their growth.

The centipede-like roots of the tombstone trees burrowed deep into his soul, destroying its spiritual structure.

Pain wracked Byron's entire body from head to toe.

It felt as though countless insects were crawling through him, tearing and biting.

The writhing, wart-like mushrooms battered his sanity through both his soul and his sight.

The sight of them made Byron feel filthy all over, as if he were utterly unclean.

And it was more than a feeling. Byron saw the spiritual structure around the areas infested by the mushrooms rapidly decay, then ooze pus and turn black...

Throughout it all, Byron felt no single frenzied assault that might kill him in an instant.

Instead, these things wore him down from every direction, like a disease!

"Shit! Shit!"

"Your Beyonder Characteristic is absolutely disgusting!"

"Shameless and vile, too!"

"Only a lowly lackey like you would choose such a revolting Beyonder Characteristic!"

Clutched in Black Sun's Wings, Byron had completely lost his composure and begun attacking Evan's Beyonder Characteristic.

Evan didn't mind. As he watched Byron rage helplessly, his grin grew wider.

"Hahaha! My dear Professor Byron, keep insulting me!"

"The more I hear your feeble, furious insults, the happier I get!"

"An enemy's helpless ranting is just about the highest praise this world has to offer me!"

Byron had no intention of giving the damned man what he wanted. He promptly shut his mouth.

Then he looked at the red and black threads beside him.

As a seasoned Master, Byron could tell that Evan had only a weak grip on the Beyonder Characteristics responsible for these afflictions.

That meant Evan was still in