Battle of the Demon Balls (2)

"Damn it, can this thing repair itself even when it's alone? Sian, you should've told me earlier! If you'd told me sooner, wouldn't I have obediently targeted the magic runes with my lance instead of aiming at the cracks? Great, now the cracks are gone, and another chance to attack has been wasted!"

Seeing that his lance had failed to damage the magic ball, Kane had no choice but to quickly retreat to the side and evade its sharp edge. At the same time, the chatty knight did not forget to loudly complain to Punk while cursing the relic's creator and his entire family in his heart.

Of course, the mad knight's unspoken meaning was clear to the Legendary Mage, who obviously had not finished explaining the intelligence yet—if there was any information, stop holding it back and say it now. Once the magic ball's attacks accelerated further, they might not even have a chance to send mental transmissions.

Fine, Kane's shameless demand for intelligence the moment he opened his mouth was always irritating. Especially in this era, when Legendary powerhouses were exceptionally scarce and isolated from one another, information about the Osseus Seven Demon Balls was likely unknown even to many veteran Legendary Mages. For Punk to tell Kane directly was practically an act of charity toward a Good alignment teammate.

However, to minimize the danger as much as possible, the caster could only send another large package of information to Kane in an irritated manner.

There could be no hesitation when cooperation was necessary. Compared with getting rammed a few more times by the magic ball, which was repairing its own damage while accelerating its attacks, the gains and losses of a little information no longer mattered.

"Listen carefully, Kane. The 'Repair' ball among the Osseus Seven Demon