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Chapter 171 - EP.171 – Devour the God

The skies split in half.

Divine light rained down from the clouds, colliding with a pulse of black flame that scorched the horizon.

Jiwoon hovered midair — no longer a man, but something far greater.

A demon. A dragon. A judge of gods.

Beneath him, the Purifier Saint rose slowly, his white robes shredded, his eyes glowing with fanatic rage.

"You've consumed too many sins," the saint hissed.

"You've become the very thing we were sent to destroy."

Jiwoon said nothing.

The wind bent around him. His skin glowed with pulsing lines of sin.

His armor cracked — not from damage, but from transformation.

And then…

A roar shook the heavens.

From his back, two massive black wings burst forth.

Horns curled from his head. A tail lashed out from the air.

His shadow twisted into something far larger — the shape of a two-headed black Kirin-Dragon.

Demon Avatar: Full Manifestation

[Form Name: Black Devourer]

[Warning: Power exceeds planetary threshold.]

Jiwoon's voice was no longer human.

It echoed in multiple tones — wrathful, ancient, divine.

"I am not your punishment."

"I am your replacement."

The Battle Begins

The Purifier Saint summoned a sword made of prayer and fire.

Each strike summoned divine justice.

Angels made of flame descended from the rift in the sky.

But Jiwoon…

He didn't dodge.

He walked through the flames, wings folding like obsidian blades.

"Your faith is built on corpses," Jiwoon said.

"Let's see how it holds up against truth."

VOIDFIRE BREATH

Jiwoon opened his mouth — and unleashed Voidfire.

It wasn't just flame.

It was nothingness made physical — a breath that erased matter, time, and memory.

The blast engulfed the battlefield.

A mountain disintegrated.

An ocean vanished.

[System Alert: WARNING – Voidfire impact capable of erasing continental structures.]

The Purifier Saint screamed as his divine armor melted.

His soul — not just his body — began to unravel.

💀 Judgment Complete

Jiwoon descended slowly.

The ground beneath him was scorched glass.

The saint lay broken. Defeated.

His faith shattered into fragments of hollow scripture.

"No one else will suffer for your illusion of salvation."

⚠️ Aftermath

But Jiwoon didn't celebrate.

He staggered.

Black cracks spread across his body.

His power surged — then collapsed.

[System Emergency Override: Avatar state unsustainable. Initiating shutdown.]

Jiwoon's wings shattered. His horns fell away.

His body shrank. Bones bent. Clothes loosened.

He fell to his knees—

—a child.

Eyes wide. Memory blank. Power gone.

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