Rumble!
The volcano continued erupting as a figure appeared over a dozen miles away—it was Richard.
Richard's face was pale as paper, blood constantly seeping out from beneath his skin. But that was nothing. More serious were the internal injuries caused by the void energy erosion. At this moment, he felt as though a blaze were burning throughout his chest and abdomen, the intense pain relentlessly stabbing at his nerves.
And barring any accidents, this pain would continue for the rest of his life, following him until his death—unless he could find a way to cleanse the void energy erosion. But given that Allen Pombo had failed to do so for decades, it would be extremely difficult.
Still, such a heavy price had not been paid for nothing. In exchange, he had successfully escaped danger.
Earlier, he had cast the Void Transfer Spell more than a dozen times in succession, reaching Pompey while fleeing Dead Sea's pursuit. Then, he had used an extremely risky, ultra-long-range Void Transfer Spell to successfully leave Dead Sea in the volcanic passage and activate the final Atomic Bomb—the most powerful Atomic Bomb he had ever made—securing a chance at survival.
In short, he had paid nearly half his life to deal with the trouble that was Dead Sea. The cost could not have been more severe.
If he had known earlier that Dead Sea would appear in Pompey, he never would have risked returning to Pompey to collect data.
In his calculations, within the brief period after the nuclear blast, with communications completely cut off, it should have been impossible for the Truth Society to transmit the information. Even if they had somehow sent it out, Truth Society members elsewhere could not have arrived so quickly to provide support. And even if they could have