Liss?

Ash should be fine.

The Fraudster skimmed across the Black Sea, wings spread as he wove between the waves and bladed tails. He wiped away the blood streaming from the corner of his mouth and his nose. Even though the vast, hideous malice behind him might crush him in the very next second, he still had enough attention to spare for what had happened to the others.

Ash and Philly had the nearly invincible Watcher mode. Even though the Nine-Headed Fish-Slaying Dragon had struck them squarely, Yin Gula had clearly seen them vanish without a trace at the last moment. They had obviously hidden inside Watcher mode.

Harvey should be fine too. He had a life-saving miracle that let his "family" die in his place. Right now, he still had four "family" members left. In other words, before his coffin lid was smashed to pieces, he still had four chances.

So the one truly in danger right now...

Was only me.

Seeing the towering black waves kicked up by five bladed tails surging toward him, Yin Gula's eyes filled with blood. Black Blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, warm golden Mind-colored Spell Power evaporated like seawater in an instant, and the Spell Spirits crawled onto the Fraudster's shoulders, roaring as they charged!

Miracle—Miracle Contemplation Overlap!

In Yin Gula's fantasy, a hundred Ashes swung their swords down. In reality, the towering black wave split in two, and one bladed tail was even cut into two pieces!

The Fraudster was like a petrel in a storm, dancing gracefully through the White Mist and waves, narrowly avoiding the sweep of the black surge. The bladed tails still chasing him refused to give up, seduced by his elegant dance, and tangled with one another in midair until they tied themselves into a