Me on the Wrong Timeline. His vision began to blur, and the memories of his entire life surfaced. He no longer had the strength to fight.
"Mel! You're Carlos's successor! I believe in Carlos! And I believe in you!" The Sword Apostle appeared on the battlefield and blocked the attack.
"You actually woke up? You should have died on the day of the Blood Demon attack. I was the one who let you live!" The deity calling herself the Goddess of Wisdom looked coldly at En Edwin. The dog she had raised actually dared bare its teeth at its master.
With just one strike, the blade in the Sword Apostle's hand shattered, and his body was beaten to the brink of collapse.
"Mel! Mel! Don't give up, Mel!" Kane and the Primal Witch appeared on the battlefield together.
The Primal Witch immediately used Ice Magic to freeze the entire sea.
She was already thinking of leaving outright. This enemy was not someone she could handle. She had only used teleportation magic to bring this golden chestnut-head over, yet she seemed to have gotten herself into enormous trouble.
"Primal Witch? How does rampaging feel? How does it feel to be abandoned by the one you loved?" Fortuna looked contemptuously at the Primal Witch before her.
"You?!" Bone-piercing cold engulfed the Primal Witch. She stood stiffly in place, unable to muster even the slightest will to resist.
"I enjoy letting you live in pain. I won't kill him, but I will destroy everything he cherishes."
Before the final fatal blow could land, Mel's HP bar barely held on.
But a spell powerful enough to destroy the world was brewing.
"Mel, Mel, wake up!" Kane held the severely injured Mel in his arms.
He had never expected the enemy to be this strong.