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[Ancestral Totem! Increases base strength by 300%]

100 meters!

Barol lowered his body, raised his giant arm, and slammed the earth with the force of the wind.

Char transformed into lightning and instantly closed in, meeting Barol's claw strike head-on.

His bloodshot eyes flashed as he roared, "Bug! Take this!"

The black blade surrounding the divine bull's soul swung out, colliding with the giant claw, creating a sonic boom that sent ripples through the air.

A crack spread across Barol's arm, followed by the joint exploding and shattering into pieces of flesh.

Exhausted, Charles tumbled to the ground, the roars of heroes echoing in his ears.

This was the limit of what Xia Er could do. Under the influence of the interaction force, he felt like he was about to crack. The negative effects of the [Gambler's Instinct] were triggered, and the gradually fading amplification state made him weaker than ever before.

Even so, it only injured one of Barol's arms.

"Shh, shh, shh—"

Barol let out a wail, raised its head in humiliation, and fired beams of light from its demonic eyes toward the sky.

The curse rays that annihilated everything covered a 500-meter radius like a torrential rain, and all life on the entire land withered in this baptism.

dong dong dong dong-

His vision was flooded with crimson beams of light, but Ciel couldn't muster the energy to switch clones.

Mental exhaustion...

【The Forbidden Fairy Garden】also comes at the cost of reducing magic power by half. At only level 2, his magic power was already completely drained by the previous magic after being reduced by half.

In the baptism that obliterates everything, Alfia's figure swiftly swept past Balor, catching Charles, who had fallen to the ground, in her arms.

Feeling the smooth touch on his face, Charles knew he had made the right bet.

The surging beam of light ravaged Alfia's back, turning her highly magic-resistant dress into shreds under the high-frequency onslaught, followed by her hair, flesh, and bones.

Snow-white skin turned to charcoal, bones dissolved into mud, followed by a flash of green light. All the bombardment inflicted on Alfia transformed into the power to heal her life.

Alfia looked up, her eyes filled with reproach: "What are you doing?!"

Charles' eyelids drooped, and he hissed, "See, I did it."

"I didn't tell you to do that!" Alfia pinched Charles's face with both hands. "What are you afraid of? Me?"

"I...am afraid?"

Not wanting to become the very thing she hated most, Alfia hugged Ciel tightly again: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll protect you."

"Don't worry about the black dragon. I will survive. That was the mission I was meant to bear. I don't need to work that hard anymore."

No need to work hard? Huh? No need to work hard?!

Ciel was still in a daze, but when he heard the familiar lines, he was practically ready to have his chin lifted by an index finger.

Is the prize pool this big?

Behind them came Baror's furious roar and falling rocks.

A clone of Alfia split off from her body, and the princess carried Charles away from the battlefield.

Charles turned around, and an alien-like behemoth emitted its ultimate flash behind Alfia.

She smiled at Charles, then turned around and opened her delicate hands.

"Life and death are separated, and I have searched the world in vain. I wish to traverse the underworld to see you again... Darkness descends here."

The teleportation light spun, and amidst Balor's roar, a dimensional gate appeared. The cursed light that annihilated everything vanished upon touching the gray vortex.

Alfia tore off the tattered strips of cloth covering her body, revealing a waist without an ounce of excess fat. She stepped forward, carrying the celestial spear.

A gray vortex appeared in the sky, and a familiar beam of light fell, hitting Barol himself in the opposite direction.

With flesh scorched and bones exposed, Barol collapsed to the ground, howling...

"Next, it's time for our one-on-one battle!"

Alfia's gaze sharpened, and she launched a desperate charge towards Barol.

Chapter 138 I don’t want to work hard anymore

In a corner of the damaged maze wall, Charles, who had been in a brief slumber, sat up, panting heavily.

"Holy crap, did I just hear Alfia say I don't need to work hard anymore?!"

He touched his body, then looked around: "Am I dreaming?!"

Her expression remained blank, and the clone standing beside her did not answer. Charles sat cross-legged before her, his brow furrowed in worry.

"Hey, Alfia, I know you can hear me, answer me now."

"Hey, Moshi Moshi!"

Ciel waved in front of Alfia: "Hey, if I stop trying, will you still like me? Hey, say something!"

The cloned creations showed no reaction, dutifully carrying out their master's final command.

Boom————

The ground trembled, and Charles lost his balance, his head resting on the clone's thigh.

"Oh~~~"

"The battle isn't over yet."

He began to worry about Alfia again.

She rubbed her face against the hem of her skirt and murmured, "Oh, that's a monster that Ota fought until he was exhausted. You're not even level 7 yet, you look really tired. Should I go back and help you?"

"Well, at least I cut off one of its arms."

Charles glanced sideways at the clone's reaction. Alfia's emotionless eyes met his, but he made no further move.

Charles smirked: "Hehe, really? Really? I, a level 2, managed to cripple you, and you, a level 7, can't be this bad! If you're bad, practice more, otherwise how will you fight the Black Dragon for me?"

"Ah, I know that my slash was a bit over the top."

"I guess I benefited from Chardo's advantage. 3 top-tier items plus half of 7 top-tier items, which rounds up to 5 top-tier items. With weakened attributes and stacked buffs, isn't it easy to win?"

Charles reached out and pinched the clone's cheek: "Hey, you don't have to concentrate on fighting someone who's seriously injured, do you? That's so dangerous. I'll come help you then."

boom--------

A huge roar came from afar, startling Charles. He quickly withdrew his hand and sat up straight.

He glanced at the clone again and said, "Well, if you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement!"

Charles is not in good condition right now. Although he unleashed a strike that surpassed level 6, his durability has been halved, making him essentially a glass cannon.

The aftershocks of the collision between the two forces alone caused him excruciating pain all over his body, and now it is extremely difficult for him to even sit up and maintain his balance.

but……

"I'm not stupid."

……

On the safe floor, the Chardo clone controlled by Sharl suddenly stopped showing off his food. His eyes darted around, and then he gave a sly smile.

"I'm going to use the bathroom."

Lily tilted her head in confusion: "Do clones need to go to the toilet too?"

"Yeah, the clones are a bit different." Charles chuckled, patted his behind, and sped off into the distance.

When Charles followed the tremor back to the battlefield where the two overlords clashed, he finally understood why Alfia had fought for so long.

Alfia, covered in blood, completely ignored Barol's artillery barrage, allowing the bombardment from the Demon Eye to pierce through her body.

While dodging the giant beast's claws and hooves, she unleashed her own physical attacks, teaching the heavily injured Barol a lesson with each punch.

At first, it wasn't a big deal. But as a ray of emerald holy light appeared, the healing effect of [Last Stand] absorbed the horrific scars and bloodstains on her body.

A flawless female figure was displayed before Charles' eyes.

"Fuck!"

Before Xia's CPU could even store the memory, Alfia tapped her toes, and a long spear rose from the dusty ground, followed by a kick.

"Black...black lace!"

boom----------

His vision was pitch black.

On the other side, Charles's eyes widened.

dong dong dong-

My heart is pounding violently.

The final scene shows Alfia clutching her chest, her face flushed, as she kicks out a flying gun.

"What...did you see?!"

Before I could even savor the moment, my ear was lifted up by the clone.

"Oh, oh, so you were using Barol to train your attributes. I thought something had happened to you since you hadn't replied, so I sent my clone to check on you," Charles exclaimed.

"Don't come any closer! And forget what you just said!" Alfia's face flushed with embarrassment and annoyance.

Charles just chuckled awkwardly. "Just kidding, forgot?"

impossible!

"How much longer do you need?" Charles tried to change the subject.

"We'll keep fighting until Barol can't fight anymore," Alfia said casually.

With the overpowered skill "Rebirth" that restores her to full health, she always has an absolute advantage in both physical and mental strength.

The essence of grace is training. As a mage, Alfia had never had the opportunity to fight hand-to-hand with a floor master of the same level before.

It's even less likely that they would experience such a death match where they are constantly on the verge of death and resurrected.