30 Years Have Passed Since the Prologue

“Don’t stop me!!”

“Then I’ll die.”

Ivan brushed aside Isabelle’s blade and looked around. The troops surrounding them were collapsing like a puppet with its strings cut.

The mana webs were slowly being pulled back.

In such cases, there are two possibilities: either they are gathering strength or preparing to escape. As is typical for spiders, they often retract their webs to conserve their energy.

It was still a point where the nest was not yet complete. It meant they were caught off guard as well.

So, this was the most critical moment. A point to exploit their weakness.

“Isabelle. Stop.”

Clang—!!