But Black-clad Layla was already completely silent. Li gently laid her on the ground and stared blankly at the sleeping Black-clad Layla. In truth, his heart was unbearably heavy.
Li slowly closed his eyes. Should he save her or not? In fact, the entire plan had already been completed. Yes, everyone had betrayed Bradman, and Black-clad Layla, the woman he loved deeply, was about to die. But why did Li feel so unwilling to accept it?
What was it because of? Li let out a soft sigh and gently stroked Black-clad Layla's face. "You actually thought I'd fallen for you... That really is... fortunate..."
Li took a deep breath, mobilizing all the magic within his body. The only option now was to pour a massive amount of magic power into Black-clad Layla's body. But without a doubt, if magic power of an incompatible attribute forcibly entered her body, it would inflict tremendous harm on her. Therefore, Li also had to adjust his magic power into an attribute Black-clad Layla could accept.
The light around Li's body flickered several times before finally turning black tinged with red. Then, he pressed his hand directly against Black-clad Layla's chest. A vast amount of magic continuously poured into her body, and after a while, Black-clad Layla regained a little vitality.
However, the expenditure this took from Li was considerable. He even felt as if he had cast seven or eight tenth-level spells in succession. In fact, there was hardly any magic power left in his body now. If an opponent on Saga's level caught up with him at this moment, Li doubted he would necessarily be able to defeat them.
After a while, Black-clad Layla slowly stretched. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Li's concerned face. "Honestly, I haven't slept this well