My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character!

The Holy Essence was like a poison to the people of the Northern Continent, just like the essence of death was a poison for the Holy Warriors.

Despite that, the unknown figure held the dagger made purely from the Holy Essence, not reacting in the least to the burning sensation in his hand.

A black flame appeared within his hand which started corrupting the dagger of holy essence. The pure golden shade of the dagger started turning darker until it was pitch black, not having even the slightest resemblance to its original self.

"This is a good gift." The Guide told Eren while observing the dagger that had been completely corrupted in the essence of death.

Even if the Holy Essence was a poison for him, he simply used a stronger poison to counter it.

"Unfortunately, I can't accept this gift. So I will have to return it." He had barely finished speaking when he waved his hand, sending the dagger flying back towards Eren with a speed even faster.

Even with his heightened senses, Eren was barely able to keep an eye on the dagger. It was as if the dagger was destroying the space and time around it while traveling through the space.

Eren subconsciously resorted to using Acceleration to even react to the dagger. His body became faster, making him feel as if time had slowed down for him.

He stepped aside, stepping out of the trajectory of the dagger. The dagger, as if following his movements, changed its direction as well. It went straight for Eren, giving him no other choice but to react to it properly.

He allowed the dagger to reach him and reached out his hand, catching the brunt end of the dagger while it was merely a few inches away from his chest.

"Impressive reflexes," the Guide's voice echoed. "However, are you sure it was a good idea to catch it?"

Eren couldn't help but frown in response to the man's words. He suddenly felt a burning sensation in his hand as a black flame spread out uncontrollably with the dagger at its core.

The cloud of flames soon took Eren's body in its embrace, leaving not even a trace of him visible within the fierce flames.

"To think that she lost to someone this insignificant..." The Guide shook his head as he watched Eren being engulfed by his flames.

If it was the Western Continent, it might have been different as the man would've been under the effect of the blessing within their domain.

Unfortunately for Eren, this was the Northern Continent. Moreover, his flames were even stronger at the moment since Hell's opening was drawing near.

Here, even a mythical beast couldn't survive his dark flames, let alone a mere mortal who was only able to use the holy essence.

The Guide appeared somewhat disappointed at how easy it was to kill Eren. He had expected a lot more from the person that conquered the left guardian.

Sighing, he turned away. "It seems that it has been confirmed. This was indeed the work of the Holy-"

"Hmm?" He was about to leave when he suddenly frowned. He could feel that the temperature had suddenly started going down.

His surroundings had started becoming colder, which should've been impossible, especially since the entire territory was still covered in his flaming domain.

He reached out his hand, watching a single snow flake landing in his hand. The snowflake was destroyed in his hand, but it was just the beginning. The temperature kept going down.

Frowning, he looked back and saw his dark flames growing thinner. The flames that had completely shrouded Eren's body had become so thin that a person became visible inside.

It was Eren, who looked to be perfectly fine. If anything, there was not even a single burn on his body. Instead, there were some deep blue scales made from ice that had appeared around his body.

"Is that the Lunar Frost?" The Guide asked, his gaze narrowing. He had heard about this physique, which was one of the few counters to his flames.

As far as he knew, there was only one person in the world who was known to have this physique. That person was the Frost Demon in the Demon Sect, who worked for the Necromancer Tower in secret.

It had been a long time since the Frost Demon stopped contacting them. They had tried to find his whereabouts but he was nowhere to be found. All they heard were some rumors that he was killed in some attack at the Demon Sect.

The same physique had now appeared with the man in front of him, which felt far from a coincidence.

As the physique modified a person's body to the extremes of coldness, even the most destructive of flames couldn't burn that person, unless it was one of the few mythical flames.

Although his dark flames of death were one of the strongest flames in this world, it was still far from reaching the realm of myths.

As the black flames around him completely disappeared, Eren came out unharmed. He was just as surprised as the Guide, not knowing if he should blame that person for trying to kill him or thank him.

He had stolen this physique from the Frost Demon, but it had been mostly useless for him.

He thought the physique could at most help him not feel cold, especially since he didn't know how to properly utilize it like the Frost Demon who was born with it.

If it wasn't for the flames of the man, his Lunar Frost Physique wouldn't have activated completely. Because of the flames, the physique had truly become a part of him.

He could even feel his body growing stronger, albeit to a very small extent. Although he didn't check his stats, he was certain that they had increased.

He raised his hand, feeling like he could actually control the element of snow like the Frost Demon was able to do.

It was the element with which the Frost Demon had managed to freeze an entire kingdom in the embrace of Frost, taking millions of lives.

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