Chapter 168: Cultist raids Part 6

Swoosh!

Tik! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak!

Steps were reverberating as he ran for the portal. His heart was in great concern as he approached it. Throat was dry after several battles but he was trying to gulp his saliva of what he was approaching currently.

Just as he approached, his feet became weary. Slamming his knee on the floor. The aftereffects of the skill [Legion of the restless] assaulted his mind and body. He felt dizzy a bit but his physical strength fades, waning after using the forbidden skill. The toll of huge mana consumption was taking its effects on him.

As per the skill's downside, he can only bite his lower lips as he tried to stand up. Pushing against the floor then slowly but surely, he stands up. Wiping his cold sweat and then grasped his trembling feet as he stand up.