บท 42: Battle End and Rewards

"Open, [Shadow of Death]… Praise the god! [Death Scythe]! [Reaper's Job!]"

A colossal trump card, consuming all life stock, was imbued into the scythe.

Liora, small but exuding a massive black and white aura, faced the prince, who was clad in divine silver armor. Both stepped forward simultaneously and vanished, accelerating at incredible speed. Their gazes crossed intensely as the distance between them closed in an instant. In a fraction of a second, the prince's fist and Liora's scythe swung simultaneously.

With [Death Avoidance] and [Dark Illusion] exhausted, Liora had no choice but to either block or evade the enemy's attack—yet she chose to attack head-on.

Her target: decapitation, nothing more.

Liora clenched her teeth as the prince's fist struck her abdomen, depleting all her HP. Yet, in her dying moment, her scythe slashed through the prince.