Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
As the aurora enveloped Carolyn, Alicia took the chance to escape together with Roel using Shrouding Fog’s spatial ability. It took a mere instant for them to vanish into thin air.
Roel’s Being Toward Death stopped shortly after he entered the white fog, and his body immediately felt incredibly heavy. His consciousness began to fade, causing him to let go of Alicia’s hand.
“Lord Brother!” Alicia exclaimed as she tightly held onto Roel’s body.
Sensing her nervousness, Roel mustered his willpower to pull himself together.
It was also then that the spatial distortion faded, and the scenery around them changed.
This is… a palace?
What appeared before Roel’s eyes was a quiet corridor, but he was more focused on whether they were being tracked. When he confirmed that there was no spatial spell following them, his body finally ran out of strength, and he collapsed to the ground.
“Lord Brother, open your eyes! You mustn’t sleep now!”
“Alicia, this place is…”
“We’re inside Shrouding Fog. We should be safe for the time being. Lord Brother, you mustn’t fall asleep! I’m begging you…”
At Alicia’s tearful pleading, Roel forced himself to maintain consciousness. He could feel his body growing colder, and he was shivering nonstop. He grimly looked at his injuries, which were emanating a faint light.
The problem was that his injuries weren’t healing.
This was not the first time he had witnessed such an ability. Swordghost, one of the deviants’ Race Sovereigns, had a similar ability, but it was nothing compared to Carolyn’s.
She had only struck him once throughout the battle, but her mana obstinately latched onto him like some sort of venom and even exploded without warning afterward. When she summoned the second ray of golden light, he had a feeling that it would agitate his existing injuries, so he activated Being Toward Death and squeezed out every last bit of mana to invoke his Crown’s Stones to block the attack.
Yet, although he stopped the ray of golden light, his injuries still worsened.
Roel wasn’t sure how th
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