[2] MTL Regressor Instruction Manual (side story)

1146

Returner User Manual Chapter 1146

A little early timing (4)

Immediately, the sight of Lim Chae-ryeong, bleeding and falling down, came into view.

"ah... ."

"... ... ."

"Huk... Cough... ."

I began to see her fall slowly, as if time was passing slowly.

As the sword is pulled out from the pierced chest, the victim cries out and blood flows out.

Blood continued to pour from the mouth. It seemed like she wanted to say something, but her voice didn't seem to come out properly.

At first, Lim Chae-ryeong was looking at her chest with a puzzled expression, but after realizing what had happened to her... Instead, she reacted calmly.

She's done here. Her adventure ends here.

An expression that seems to say that...

You shouldn't get agitated... I thought I had to be more calm in times like this, but how could the delicate 23-year-old Flower Ki-young be calm in a situation like this?

It was natural that he ran straight to Lim Chae-ryeong, ignoring the screams coming from behind.

Rayman Bolt must have also anticipated this sudden action and immediately led the party members towards Lim Chae-ryeong.

There is nothing more foolish than a party's rearguard deserting camp. If Grandpa Bolt hadn't looked after us, we could have ended up in the same situation.

After the silver-haired angel widened the distance, party members immediately began to surround her.

The person who was most worried was Namgoong Seon, who had been with her for a long time.

"Chaeryeong... Chaeryeong... Chaeryeong... ."

"S... S... sister... Cough."

"Chaeryeong... Ugh... Chaeryeong, just wait a moment. My sister... ."

"I... dying... Am I going to die?"

"no... no. I've cast a divine spell... ."

'it has already run out.'

Her divine power has long since run out. She was chanting her spells as best she could, but her wounds showed no signs of healing.

"I'll treat you right away. That's why... wait... Just wait a little bit... Ugh... Hmm... ."

"S... sister... Cough... Cough... ."

"Lee Ki-young... Chaeryeong is... Please do something about Chaeryeong."

There is nothing I can do other than hold her hand tightly.

'Divine power... It won't listen.'

The devil's energy on the silver angel's sword is pushing out the divine power.

Even though I was pouring out divine power in my saint form, even floating a wreath of light, Lim Chae-ryeong's body showed no signs of getting better.

In fact, her body is cooling down at an even faster rate. It continued to spit out black blood as if this divine power was poison.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't understand the situation, and it wasn't unreasonable to see worry and impatience on my face.

I continue to recite the spell, and my hands begin to shake uncharacteristically.