The Last Monarch : Unlimited Regeneration

Alvaric and Niva ran in opposite directions. Without needing to say a word, they nodded at each other and jumped at the same time—attacking from two different sides. Hoping to catch their opponent off guard.

However, the demon girl merely raised one hand. Her eyes still closed.

Suddenly, the entire room trembled violently.

Alvaric and Niva, still in midair, were slammed down. Their bodies crashed hard against the stone floor. The sound of bones colliding with earth and rock was followed by spurts of blood from their mouths. Both screamed in pain.

Then, the demon girl raised her hand again. And—as if the room were cursed—dozens of black swords appeared in the air. Swords of darkness. Her finger moved downward. Alvaric, still conscious, quickly warned Niva.

"Dodge!" Alvaric shouted.

But it was too late.

Several swords pierced Alvaric's body. His scream caught in his throat. Blood gushed from his wounds, staining the ground around him. Yet he was still alive—he rose with great effort, staggering toward Niva who lay motionless.

As his steps faltered, one sword slashed his leg. He fell again. Then rose again. Fell again. And rose once more. His only goal: Niva.

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With the last of his strength, Alvaric stood. His head throbbed, and his vision started to blur.

[HP: 16,776 / 20,800]