Chapter 67: Grimudos Climax (4)
“Hero...”
From a corner inside the darkness, a burst of bright light erupted across the horizon. Aridel and Renheim, their faces weary and on the verge of collapse, had managed to escape, yet they were left speechless as they turned to see the dark mana reinforcement that had formed behind Grimudo.
Despite focusing all their divine power to break through, the hero’s party now stood perilously close to annihilation.
N-no way... How could the holy sword crack...
Aridel gasped. Her trembling hand flew to cover her mouth when she noticed the fine crack running along the blade.
That fracture alone spoke volumes of the immense suffering the hero had endured.
How could the holy sword—an artifact forged by the three Goddesses themselves—have fallen into such a state?
The sight of the sword’s owner, battered and worn, was no less heartbreaking. The image was enough to draw tears from her eyes unbidden.
“Saint! Archbishop!”
Yurinel tried to cry out, urging them to flee, but before she could finish, Renheim struck her in the chest. A fiery determination blazed in his eyes as he stepped forward, divine energy flaring up around him like a living flame.
Grimudo stopped what he was preparing and watched him with interest.