Master Naige'er had actually been injured.
Upon hearing this news, Saine could not help but freeze for a moment.
But he quickly came back to himself and sighed inwardly.
The strength of the Evil Tide was plain for all to see.
Even a Level-8 Peak Being like Mokaste, whose power could reach the Half-Nine level after using the Seal Chains, had reportedly suffered grievous injuries under the Evil Tide's full-force assault.
As a True Spirit Magician with a constitution even frailer than the Pharaoh Kings', it was only natural that Master Naige'er had been wounded in the war against the Evil Tide Civilization.
It was not only Master Naige'er who had been injured. Even Saine himself...
Saine could not help lowering his head to glance at his shoulder.
At his shoulder, a mass of deep blue ice of laws lingered without dispersing.
The mist of azure ice vapor had even formed a twisting rainbow in the surrounding space.
Had Saine still been at Level Four or Five, he would undoubtedly have been fascinated by such an anomalous phenomenon of laws.
But now, all Saine felt was a dull ache, along with the negative effects this icy mist of laws exerted upon him.
The one who had inflicted this injury on Saine was a late-stage Level-7 Demon Emperor he had encountered on the battlefield earlier.
Though the other party had been unable to stop Saine and the others amid their retreat and transfer, he had still successfully inflicted a considerable injury upon Saine.
It was not only Saine. None of the Wizard Civilization experts who had reached the battlefield in the heartland of the Minghe Empire remained in perfect condition after fighting for some time.
Saine comforted Rose over the situation concerning her adoptive father, Naige'er.
Since Master Naige'er had already