They saved us from a dying Earth, only to turn us into monsters.

A secret group calling themselves the Enix plucked me from the apocalypse, gave me an incredible power system, and forced me into a brutal death match against other survivors. I was one of the lucky few to make it out alive, armed with a power they can't control: my own imagination to create, build, and materialize any weapon or object I can imagine.

Now, they've given us our grand purpose: to protect the last human settlement from a tyrannical emperor on a war-torn alien world. They call us heroes, the last hope for a species on the brink of extinction. But with every battle we fight for them, the lies begin to unravel.

We were told we are fighting for humanity's survival, but the truth feels far more dangerous. In a universe where our saviors might be the real demons, my power isn't just for creating weapons—it's for finding the truth. And I'm starting to suspect that the greatest threat isn't the emperor we've been sent to kill, but the very people who saved us.

The Saint moved behind him, cutting down trees quickly to reach Sairi's neck as he ran in front of him. But Sairi lunged to the right behind a tree. The Saint cut the tree, and Sairi ducked his head, which was almost cut off with it. Then he jumped onto the huge, collapsing tree and began to run on it. Then he jumped off it and landed on the Saint, who was searching for him behind the tree. He plunged the sword into his shoulder and tried to embed it, but the Saint's body was solid. Sairi inserted a quarter of his sword into his shoulder and could not go any deeper.


Chapter 186 - The Legendary Sword