Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 584.2: Trap (2)

Pale yellow winds rampaged in the middle of a boundless white desert.

At the center of the tempest, a black-haired man shakily raised his hand to tightly clutch his chest as blood continued trickling from the edge of his lips. He stared intently with his blurred vision at the enemy before him.

He knew for a fact that the enemy had dug out a portion of his body in that enigmatic still world, but how was he supposed to accept something as ludicrous as that?

The Deviant Sovereign had probably been aiming for his entire heart, but its attack fell short due to his evasive maneuver, resulting in it only succeeding in taking half of it away. He looked unharmed on the surface, but losing half a heart nearly took away his consciousness.

Indestructible Body immediately activated, pushing his body into overdrive as it tried to heal the fatal injury.

Cough!

Roel’s body awakened with a violent cough. Under the channeling of his mana, the damaged heart first sharply contracted before swiftly establishing new connections with his arteries and veins, thus temporarily stabilizing his condition.

At the same time, the resumed flow of blood brought clarity back to his muddled mind.

He stared at the unbreached wind barrier and the lowered arm of the distant Deviant Sovereign with an inconceivable look on his face. He had just confirmed an unbelievable fact.

“That attack isn’t a spell at all…” Roel murmured.

Countless doubts surfaced in his mind, but that didn’t hinder his movements. After a brief pause caused by the excruciating pain, he quickly pulled himself together and retreated with the aid of the pale yellow wind while churning his mind for a solution.

All spells driven by mana were susceptible to Tempest Caller’s temporal erosion, especially a terrifying burst attack launched from a distance away. Attacks of such nature should have never reached him across the pale yellow wind barrier.

This was an objective fact of the world that even the Deviant Sovereign couldn’t alter.

Going down this route of reasoning, it meant

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