I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Sap's face was full of smiles and tenderness as he gently embraced Kaine's body.

And in the very next instant...

The authority of the superior has been activated.

In an instant, Kayne turned into a steel statue.

The gesture of raising his arm and the smile on his face were instantly frozen.

After another close dodge, Ivan, who was in the distance, couldn't help but slap his thigh.

"Damn it! This isn't the kind of backstabbing I wanted!"

"Shouldn't it be that the witch betrayed Sap when he was at his most triumphant?!"

The threat now is Sapp, not the witch!

Just then, Evan's keen ears caught Sap's cold, smug voice.

"You think you're worthy to share my wealth and power?!"

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! You damn slut!"

As he spoke, Sap casually waved his hand, and the statue shattered instantly.

After the statues shattered, they turned into molten steel and merged into the steam giant of the Sapna superior.

"Damn, aren't you being way too cautious?"

Just as Evan was making his rant, he found himself making eye contact with Sap, who was in the distance.

At this moment, the young and strong Sap revealed a cold expression, as if toying with an insect.

"You brute! It's your turn!"

"Where is the Silver Key? How exactly did my son and daughter die? I will slowly dig those things out of your head!"

As he spoke, Sap raised his palm.

The hundred-meter-tall figure in power also raised its hand, and the huge palm formed a dollar vortex.

The vortex generated an irresistible attraction, which, even from such a distance, acted precisely and violently on Ivan.

At this moment, although Evan's brain was obscured by the fog of encephalopathy, his body was drawn to the vortex of dollars.

It doesn't even need the powerful attraction generated by the dollar vortex.

At this moment, Ivan's body had already escaped his control and was running uncontrollably toward the vortex.

Clearly, not only Ivan's spirit, but his physical body also has little resistance to wealth.

Seeing his body running in that direction as if it had its own consciousness, Evan immediately started cursing.

Holy crap! You can do that?!

"Such a small body! We've been through thick and thin, even with swords and spears!"

"Cheer up! Don't embarrass yourself!"

Is it really worth it for such a small amount of money?

"We've always been about performing, not selling our bodies!"

Unfortunately, at this point, this body was completely controlled by money.

The authority of those in power held an absolutely overwhelming power over him, an expert.

Just as Ivan was stunned, his body was like iron filings being drawn to a giant magnet, and in an instant, he was grabbed by the young Sap's palm.

The entire process took less than a second.

Looking closely at Sap's young face, Ivan grinned and said...

"Sap, do you need another son?"

"Since your son and daughter are both dead, I can take care of you in your old age!"

"Even though you've lost your son, you can still have me as your adopted son!"

As he spoke, Ivan immediately prepared to activate his ultimate technique: the Necronomicon.

Sap's face was full of coldness and sneer: "What a shameless slut!"

The next instant, a terrifying aura of superiority enveloped Ivan's body.

A large number of dollar signs began to be rapidly branded onto Evan's skin.

But just as these powers were about to take effect, Sap's expression suddenly froze.

Then Ivan saw that Sap's shoulders quickly twisted and swelled.

The aura of a superior who had been all-powerful just moments before immediately became extremely chaotic.

Even the steel giant, which was like a god descended to earth, had its golden light dimming.

"What's going on? Why is the power out of control?!" Sap's eyes widened in shock.

He suddenly looked up at Ivan: "You damned brute, what did you do to me?!"

Evan stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered.

This time, he wasn't pretending to be stupid; he genuinely didn't know what had happened.

"Die!!!"

Just as Sap was about to exert force, crushing Ivan, this uncertain factor, to death.

But instead of tightening his grip, Sap's hand loosened.

Ivan's body landed heavily on the giant's shoulder.

"What's going on!? Sap has also gone schizophrenic!?" Ivan blinked.

At this moment, Sap let out a strange roar.

"What the hell! Damn it! Come out! Come out!"

He wanted to wave his arms and continue to draw upon the power belonging to the Holy Son to purify his body.

But at this moment, Ivan could clearly see that Sap's arms were no longer obeying his commands.

Upon regaining his freedom, Ivan immediately seized this crucial opportunity, instantly transforming into bronze and unleashing a punch directly at Sap's head.

Click!

The next instant, despite Ivan's powerful physique and bronze-transformed body, he couldn't even touch Sap's body.

The fist eventually stopped about ten centimeters away from Sap.

Ivan felt that he was not fighting an invisible wall, but a barrier from the world itself.

The powerful recoil shattered Ivan's right fist and his right brass arm into pieces.

At this moment, the brass arm slumped down limply, but the brass fragments on it did not fall off.

Because there is a large amount of extremely viscous black liquid in the middle of these brass pieces, which sticks these brass fragments to the surface.

The overall texture is like a long, sticky, hot candy covered with crushed peanuts and chocolate chunks.

In less than a second, the shattered arm had healed.

"What the hell is this?!" Evan's eyes widened.

At that moment, Ivan heard the voice of the old hunter Rhine in his mind.

"The core competence of capitalists in power: class barriers."

"After being promoted to a higher position, one already possesses a non-human status, and naturally, barriers will arise that distinguish them from ordinary people."

"Among the three professions of capitalists, the barriers between financiers and factory owners are related to money."

"An attacker's attacks will fail if both of the following conditions are met simultaneously."

"First: The attacker's status is lower than one's own."

"Second: The attacker's assets are lower than their own."

"what!?"

Upon seeing this ability, Ivan was completely dumbfounded.

"With your extraordinary abilities, you really are a loyal bourgeois warrior!"

"Unless you're not as powerful or as rich as me, you won't even be able to touch the hem of my clothes!"

"Does that mean that if you don't have money, even a lord-level being can't touch a single hair on your body?!"

"This is insane!"

He never imagined that the capitalists in power could be so incredibly capable.

Class barriers...

Whether you're an extraordinary person or an ordinary person, if you don't have money, you're treated the same.

Just as Ivan was shocked by this ability, he finally learned what had happened to Sap.

The contortions on Sap's body finally stabilized with the appearance of the two heads.

These two strange heads, one on the left and one on the right, emerged from Sap's shoulders.

The process was quite gruesome.

The skin and flesh swelled and rolled like boiling butter, and the blood vessels twisted and expanded beneath the golden skin.

Finally, with a "poof," it burst through the shoulder, and two wet heads emerged from Sap's body.

The process was incredibly smooth and seamless, just as Sap's body never truly belonged to him alone.

The head on the left is that of a young man who bears a slight resemblance to Sap.

The head on the right is that of a middle-aged man, who bears a resemblance to Sap.

At this moment, the two heads controlled Sap's arms respectively, and then turned to look at Sap's confused head in the middle, letting out a series of eerie and triumphant laughs.

The laughter, one high-pitched and one low, overlapped.

The sound, coming from two mouths on the same body at the same time, sends chills down your spine.