Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 547.1: A Second Chance to Choose Fate (1)

Roel Ascart was cornered.

He had run out of mana, and his soul was so severely wounded that he was struggling to stay conscious. He didn’t even have the strength to put up a fight against the strongest one of the Six Calamities anymore.

However, he had accomplished his mission.

After a night of flying at his full speed, he had left the geographical boundary of the Saint Mesit Theocracy to arrive in the heart of the eastern mountainous forests. Not even Shrouding Fog would turn back and go after Ascart City anymore after coming this far.

Alicia, Kayde, and the people whom he cared about were finally safe.

With that knowledge, Roel could finally proceed to the final step of his plan without any worries.

While he occasionally took risky gambles, he would never design a plan that concluded with his own death. It was the same this time around too. He calmly inspected the crystal containing a bluish-gold ring in his hand.

This was the item Ro Ascart had left behind for him. The other party claimed that it was a family heirloom of their Ascart House, as well as a key into the Witness State.

Roel didn’t know what kind of Witness State awaited him on the other side—and there was a chance that he could land himself in an even worse situation—but he had no other choice here. The only outcome of staying here was to become fodder for Shrouding Fog, whereas this risk at least brought him a glimmer of hope.

This was a gamble he had to take.

His strong desire hardened his gaze, and he decisively wrapped his hand around the crystal and crushed it.

Kak!

The bluish-golden ring fell out of the crystal and came into contact with Roel’s skin. In response, his bloodline began resonating intensely with the ring.

The ancient monster backed off in fright.

Roel was perplexed by Shrouding Fog’s response, but there was no time for him to think further into it. The intense mana pulsations were practically drowning his consciousness.

So, this is the Witness State that my ancestors have passed down from generation to generation? What could this p

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