Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 646.1: Overcoming the Quandary (1)

At the highest point in the sky, Alicia Ascart, shrouded in brilliant moonlight, gazed at the ongoing battle beneath. She was gathering her mana with an impassive expression, but her heart was nowhere near as calm as she looked.

She knew that this battle had happened because of her.

Carolyn’s goal was her and her alone.

Despite being affected by the Savior’s power, Carolyn had told Roel to leave before the battle. Had Roel done as he was told, he wouldn’t have had a conflict with this ridiculously powerful woman, let alone gotten into a fight with her.

For that reason, Alicia had set a goal for herself.

I have to protect Lord Brother. I can’t let him get hurt.

From the moment she made this decision, she knew that she would have to settle this battle by herself. The problem was that she needed some time.

Looking at the split ocean and sky, as well as Saint Dragon Spansderck, who emitted boundless light and life force, Alicia slowly narrowed her eyes. She hated to admit it, but that ancient god was formidable.

As powerful as Divine Domains were, they were still spells. No spell was unbreachable in this world. If not for Roel curbing Saint Dragon Spansderck, Alicia’s Divine Domain would have been shaken by its attack, thus stopping her from activating the Black Moon.

But that was exactly the reason she was unnerved.

Curbing the aggression of such a powerful ancient god was bound to put Roel under immense pressure. She was oblivious to Grandar’s background, so she didn’t know if the skeleton giant could stand its ground against Spansderck.

In terms of auras, the skeleton giant reminiscent of a demonic god was on par with the Saint Dragon representing light and life, which was evident from the clearly split sky and ocean.

But from the memories from the Mother Goddess, Alicia knew that Spansderck was revered as the Dragons’ hero, whereas she only knew Grandar as a distant ally of the Savior. It was hard for her to imagine that Grandar would truly be on par with Spansderck.

She nervously grabbed her left arm

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