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---slash---

One of Kendor's feathers that was on standby charged in at once, slashing off his head. The head then fell on the table, rolled forward and settled on the edge opposite to the chair while facing it. However, the dwarf was still alive. Even after being beheaded, he was able to see and hear everything. Looking at his own headless body made him crazy, "Aaaahhh!!!!"

I emphasized, ""It's not that you didn't kill him. You just couldn't do it since you were weak!""

[No wonder, they sent reincarnations from upper earths.]

Kendor smirked, "You're wondering, aren't you? Even after separating your head, you are alive!!"

I exclaimed, "I'm a deity. Until I allow you, you cannot die. But the blood that is leaking out of you will keep agonizing you if you don't die!"

The dwarf cried, "I'll confess, I come from a clan called 'Cliffhangers'. We are one of the clans that rule all the earths presenting the trials of dwarves!!!"