Chapitre 441: Terror Construct?

The soldiers and Penthesilea swiftly retreated from the vast space into the tunnel, their lives at stake as Envy's shell unleashed violent magic, shaking the underground space. Penthesilea exerted her full strength, running with all her might, while the soldiers diverted their power armor's energy to their legs, entering Super Intensity mode to dash through the crumbling tunnel.

On Ragnar's side, Envy's shell began a transformative process fueled by forbidden magic. Ragnar readied himself to use a forbidden spell in response, but then a familiar voice sounded from behind him.

"Old man, do you need my help?" A rather arrogant woman's voice cut through, causing Ragnar to cancel his spell preparation and turn around, finding Pride standing there.

"Oh? Okay, please take me above ground," Ragnar replied politely, a knowing smile playing on his lips, akin to an adult dealing with a troublesome child.