The power of the Guardian Spirit surged into his body, and the Ran'ei Divine Master mobilized every ounce of strength to heal his wounds. However, within the injuries, there was more than Spiritual Power—there was also the force of his bloodline.
The more the blood flowed, the more the aura of the Ran'ei Divine Master began to weaken.
"What a shame. If those two... if they had only given me more strength, I surely could have killed you!"
The Ran'ei Divine Master's face twisted with resentment. "I should have killed you back in Hankawa!" At this moment, deep regret consumed his heart.
Even though Roger had escaped his grasp several times, the Ran'ei Divine Master had never truly taken Roger seriously.
But now, an insignificant nobody had brought about his death.
The wound on his chest kept expanding. The Ran'ei Divine Master knew his fate was sealed. He tried desperately to straighten his spine, but coughed up even more blood.
