With both legs broken and a missing right shoulder, Minerva crawled over the snow.

�Bad bitch.�

There were only 7 demons left.

�ha.�ha.�

As Minerva crawled to the cliff and leaned back, the demons approached with tearing lips.

�I�m sorry.�If I was lucky, I would have survived even if the unprecedented operation succeeded.�

Minerva spat the blood in her mouth.

�whatever.�sick.�

If it wasn�t for the spiritual power of the Archmage, it was a state that would have been okay even if his life had already been turned off.

�Geuk, it should come out like that.�It�s going to be a bit difficult to handle the share of dead comrades.�

She flicked her left hand, which was hanging on the ground.

�Yes, come.�Try it.�

Even in the face of death, the demons frowned as the tremendous vitality surged.

�What is all this?�You�re more poisonous than the demons.�

�it�s okay.�There�s no time, so let�s finish quickly.�If you peel it off, it will cry on its own.�

The demons approached Minerva, who had no strength to resist, and touched her arm.

�Never cry.�

The gray sky was visible in her eyes.

�Yeah, I�m coming soon, scumbags.�I�m afraid I�ll suffer for a few hours.�

�Let�s start from here.�

Just when I thought the blade cutting my wrist was icy, I heard the sound of the wind.

Lines were drawn on the bodies of the demons, and they began to turn into pieces in an instant.

�Some guy����!�Kuck!�

As the last demon fell with its head cut off, a familiar form shimmered before my eyes.

�Sirone?�

She shook her head.

�No, it�s different.�

Her appearance was the same as Sirone�s, but her cold eyes were far from Yahweh�s spirit.

� maybe.�

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