The Demon King, expected to be troublesome due to his many abilities, had been dealt with smoothly. Instead, unexpected complications had arisen on Link's side—the brute who had seemed like a minor threat.
The noonday sun hung high in the sky, its dazzling rays concealing the two figures in midair.
Louisa, embedded with lavish S-Rank Magic Crystals all over her body, spread her Blood Crystal Wings and bathed in the sunlight. In one hand, she held Ming, who was both excited and nervous, unidentified slime continuously dripping from his body.
[Sunlight Resistance LV10]
Louisa sincerely thanked her Blood Clan brethren who had continued offering themselves atop the Far North pillars. They had given her the chance to walk beneath the sun once again.
Of course, sunbathing was only a trivial matter. What mattered most now was Boss's grand plan.
Link looked at the Panel of the Split Body in his hand and finally realized that he had fallen into a trap.
And in order to catch this Split Body, he had already taken several Soul Touch attacks during his charge.
However, unlike the Demon King, whose body would collapse in large chunks at a single touch, Link's Soul Cloak had endured those attacks for him.
This had caused the attributes on his Panel to decline somewhat, but they were still at an inhuman level.
"Waaahhh—!"
Link had just crushed the Split Body in his hand when an attack came from the sky.
A pale Blood Clan member dressed like a pervert swung a Demon Descendant boy at him.
Link wanted to rub his eyes. He even opened his Panel to confirm that it really was a Demon Descendant, not some weapon forged into humanoid form.
Then he saw it.
"Physical—immunity?!"
Ming slammed into the sword Link had