[Eternal Elegant Nation]
"Hufff... Hufff..." Exhausted, Devon tried to summon his remaining life essence to launch his final attack. His body has reached its limit after the prolonged exposure to the demonic energy while fighting the Ice Skylark.
"Akkk..." Devon blacked out as soon as he tried to squeeze out his life essence. A sharp pricking sensation swept over his body, making him groan in pain. He felt as if someone has thrown him into a pit of needles, "So, this is how it feels to utilize life essence to launch that attack... Arrggggg..."
Devon screamed in pain like a wounded beast. Waves of bloodlust and red energy burst out from his broken body. He could feel that his body was breaking down from inside. All those veins that carry the energy throughout the body were exploding one after another.
"Lucas... My grandson... Wherever you are, I hope you are safe... Away from these bloody battles..."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!