The number of lives has also dropped sharply to 548+.

Then, with the continuous use of the power of [Protection from Evil], Jason's satiety began to drop significantly.

This made Jason feel uneasy.

really……

I must have a base of 1,000 lives before I can feel at ease.

Jason thought silently, the power of [Protection from Evil] was being used faster and faster every time.

After a full 20 times!

The head of 'their' leader was completely rotten.

Facing Jason's palm.

Click!

After a crisp sound, it cracked and shattered.

It's like a crushed soda cracker.

The 'fathers' of the 'hundred major families' who were surrounded by confusion also woke up one by one.

"Just now?"

Pondor frowned, looked around, and finally, his eyes fell on Jason.

Not only this one, but all the remaining "hundred families" and "fathers", including Dorko, have their eyes on Jason.

With everyone watching, Jason calmly took a deep breath, allowing his physical strength to recover quickly, then raised his hand and struck "Protect from Evil" once again at their leader who had turned into a scum in front of him.

Last hit!

This is a habit Jason developed in the 'City That Never Sleeps'.

Even if the enemy looks like it is dead, it must be dealt a last blow.

Only the enemy after last hit can be confirmed dead.

This is a famous saying that spreads after District 20 of the ‘city that never sleeps’.

Jason took it to heart.

In fact, it is quite wise to do so——

"Ahhhhh!"

An illusory voice floated out from the bone residue.

It's 'their' leader.

The leader looked at Jason with an unprecedented vicious look.

Those eyes wanted to eat Jason's flesh and drink Jason's blood.

Jason faced it calmly.

In the 'City That Never Sleeps', in the dungeon world he experienced, he had faced too many looks like this.

I wasn't used to it at first.

It even makes me heartbroken.

And now?

Calm and without any fluctuations in my heart.

"Since I can't live any longer!"

"Don't even think about living!"

The leader began to look around.

Then, the leader shouted.

"O master of the five flowing rivers!"

"The final resting place of the dead!"

"The Lord who sits on top of the skeletons!"

"Please direct your eyes here!"

"I am shocked by your power and make a humble request!"

Hearing such words, the faces of the "fathers" of the "hundred major families" around them changed drastically.

"Stop him!"

"He's summoning death!"

"quick!"

…

The 'fathers' of these 'hundred families' roared wildly one by one.

But, it's too late!

With the help of the cursed power remaining in his body as an introduction, the leader of 'their' quickly completed a 'divine descent'.

Buzz!

The entire enclosed space began to tremble.

Then, an extremely dense gray mist began to fill the space.

People can no longer see each other.

Even if it's close at hand, it's the same.

All that was left in front of everyone's eyes was the rolling mist, and——

Da, da da!

Crisp horseshoes.

A four-wheeled carriage pulled by four pure black horses appeared in everyone's sight.

The carriage is completely enclosed.

Like the color of the horses, they are both deep and pitch black.

There is no decoration or any embellishment.

But the driver's seat was empty.

The carriage operates on its own.

When they saw this carriage, the faces of the 'fathers' of the 'hundred families' were full of fear.

For the first time, they truly faced their fears.

Even 'their' leader who completed this ceremony is no exception.

Who can be calm in the face of death?

Jason!

Among all the fearful eyes, Jason's eyes were wary and a little curious.

He felt the breath of death.

More intense than ever before.

Then he watched the carriage pass the people around him.

Suddenly, the fear on the faces of the people around him solidified.

They all stood there in a daze, with the transparent souls in their bodies thrown into the carriage. It was not that no one resisted, but the power gap was really too big.

It's a complete crushing.

Any resistance is like a mantis trying to block a car, overestimating its own capabilities.

Dorko, who believed in strength, resisted, but to no avail.

The cautious Pontor resisted, but to no avail.

The 'their' leader still wanted to struggle, but it was useless.

Everyone's souls and bodies were thrown into the carriage.

Except Jason.

The carriage passed by Jason naturally.

Jason died once.

When the carriage passed by Jason, Jason came back to life.

The carriage that was driving away paused.

Then, the carriage turned back.

Passed by Jason again.

Jason dies again +1.

Then, as the carriage left, resurrection began.

This time, it wasn't just the horse-drawn carriage.

Even the four black horses pulling the carriage had surprise in their confused eyes.
To be continued...