Magic Condensation sent the hero flying straight out of the city.
To avoid triggering the fatality safeguard and causing the hero to teleport again, Mr. Mel had already been doing his best to control his mana output.
Moving the battlefield outside the city would minimize casualties.
The Gard Royalty did not care about whether its citizens lived or died, and Mr. Mel truly wanted to let the hero rampage unchecked. But he could not do that. Gard would become land under his rule in the future as well, so preserving its population had become an important goal.
Watching the hero stand motionlessly in place, Mr. Mel remained wary of the teleportation that could occur at any moment and used [Mark] once more.
As long as he locked onto the opponent's mana, he could quickly follow no matter where the opponent teleported, unless every mana status on the hero was removed at the exact moment of teleportation.
"Did it crash? Or was it too far away to enter its instant detection range, so it didn't attack on its own?" Mr. Mel watched the sword-wielding hero standing in the wilderness.
It had to be said, though both were rampaging, this guy was far harder to deal with than the Blood Demon. There was practically no cooldown after Bloodrage, and he teleported after taking a heavy blow.
"Looks like I'll still have to find Kane if I want to get the Holy Sword."
After the hero remained frozen for a while, Mr. Mel took the initiative to leave.
He teleported to the Elf Forest.
Under the current circumstances, even seizing the Holy Sword would not be easy. He also did not know whether any gods were secretly pushing things along.
If he wanted to reclaim the demon race's emotions, those gods would certainly