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Jackson looks at his now missing left hand. It kept bleeding, and he knew that he had to cover it or else he would get weaker the more blood he lose.

This time, the arrogance on his face was completely wiped off. It could be said that he realizes that he wouldn\'t be able to defeat Fein that easily.

"Y-you... How did you grow so fast!?" Jackson knew that Fein had only turned into a degu user in the past few years.

Even Niki, the leader of Laughing Phantom, wasn\'t that fast. Though in terms of strength. Even now, Jackson doesn\'t have the confidence to face him. After all, he had already attempted to become one of them once. Unfortunately, he was only an A-rank degu user.

"Do you want to fucking know why!?" Fein took a deep breath as he remembered the nightmare he had once in his bed. "It\'s because you gave me the motivation. It\'s all thanks to you! I\'m always thinking that you will come to silence me. But heck, you sure took your time." He looked at Jackson again and he saw the latter\'s face turn into astonishment.

\'So I was the reason for the birth of this monster?\' A seed of regret appeared in Jackson\'s heart. \'If I only kill him earlier, this wouldn\'t have happened.\'

"Well, I don\'t have a \'talk no Jutsu like other characters, so we can only stop this conversation here." Fein raised the sword in his hand and it turned into countless flaming sparks, which gave a bright light to the place that was full of demon corpses.

A sense of danger appeared in Jackson\'s heart, but he was in a daze at the beautiful display of skill. But he didn\'t want to die without fighting. So Jackson tried to invade Fein\'s mind, which he would come to regret.

Because moments later, one of his eyeballs burst due to the backlash from attacking a soul far stronger than him.

"Majafak!" Jackson gritted his teeth in pain. He raised his hand and covered it with his left with pressure to force it to stop the bleeding.

As he saw the flames nearing him, Jackson tried to manipulate it with his Pyrokinesis and its descent had significantly slowed down.

"How about you tell me first what\'s going on with the death of my friends before you die?" Fein could feel that Jackson was trying to wrestle with his control. So a sudden inspiration appeared in his mind.

What if he compressed the millions of flame sparks into a single blade!?

He immediately tried, and of course, he failed. He knew that it should at least take him a year before he could even attempt that, even with his talent or increase his understanding of the fire law.

Fein just deactivated his flame advent as he didn\'t really intend to finish Jackson without knowing the remaining puzzle of the story.

"Your friends died because of a dark book I\'ve chanced upon. One of its pages records a way to speed up the progress of my strength growth. Unfortunately, it failed because you survived." Jackson decided to tell the truth while he was also rummaging for his teleporting device secretly.

"So it\'s a dark ritual." Fein looked at Jackson.

Suddenly Jackson\'s eyes lit up as he felt the cold metallic sensation in his pocket clicked the device.

Fein became solemn when he saw a blue portal instantly appear behind Jackson.

"I outsmarted you this time," Jackson smirked.

But Fein had already disappeared and replaced the two-meter plant near Jackson and kicked him out of the way of the portal.

"Really? It seems I outsmarted your outsmarting!" Fein grinned.

Jackson\'s mocking expression completely froze. He didn\'t expect his most precious trump card used for escape would get easily countered like this. His heart bled just thinking how hard he tried to get it. This a literal once time use S rank Artifact that he stole from some Great Country!

"Die."

Fein shoved the abyssal blade towards Jackson\'s heart, but Jackson didn\'t intend to just accept his death. He would fight to the death! If he can\'t escape, then he has to bring Fein down along with him in hell!

TING!

A barrier emerged out of thin air and protected Jackson from the sword. The sound of metal and the barrier\'s collision spread, and Fein was pushed back as he felt the barrier reflect the damage he dealt.

"You think I would give up just like that? I\'ve worked hard to reach this realm for how many years. How about we talk about it peacefully?" Jackson heaves a sigh of relief as he saw Fein stopped for a moment.

"What do you want to negotiate about?" Fein asked with an indifferent voice.

"You know that I\'m known as a thief right? How about I give you some of my best treasures and you let me go?"

Hearing the word treasure, a glimmer flashed in Fein\'s eyes. Speaking of which, he had already read that Jackson was the greatest thief in the world. Is this Jackson\'s capital for his confidence? But who\'s Fein? Did he really think he would agree?? Of course not! A threat would only stop being a threat if you remove its source. He can\'t let Jackson go just because of artifacts.

Although he thought of this, he still wants to ask about the grade of the treasures. So he turned his head to Jackson and said. "Go on, give me the details."

Jackson portrayed a smile and thought \'There\'s really no eternal enemy nor allies in the face of benefits.\'

"Well, all the treasures that I stole are mostly B and A. But I have five S-rank equipment hidden in a secret location."

\'S rank equipment?\' Fein felt a bit moved. Because he already knew how rare S-rank equipments are. And it turned out Jackson could steal things at that level. \'No wonder there are a lot of people that want him dead.\'

"The one you used to spy on me is also an S rank?"

"Huh?" Jackson looked at Fein and asked curiously "How did you know that?"