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"40%? So what? Are you trying to convince me to give up?" Zirconia asked.

Ruin flashed a mysterious smile and then shook his head. "At this point, how could you even consider giving up?"

"As long as you understand that," she replied, and Ruin said nothing more.

Zirconia looked at the sapling and suddenly asked, "Ruin, do you regret it now? Do you regret reviving me? I threw Drakonia into such a mess. What do you think?"

Ruin nonchalantly replied, "Haven't I already answered that question? I never regret anything I do. As for why I revived you... Sorry, the reason doesn't seem to exist within this memory fragment. You'll have to ask my main body when you get to the Netherworld."

"Do you also think I'll fail?" Zirconia suddenly asked.

"I don't know. As... let's say, as a friend, I think your determination and purpose are impressive. You're reminiscent of how I used to be. I can't say whether you'll succeed or fail, but now that I've become a part of your power, I suppose I can only support you."

In Central District, while Clint was still able to hold off Siete and Bastion, he knew his strength was running out. When that happened, he would have no options left.

At the same time, he noticed Malvol kept trying to get close to Nash for some reason. Why? Was he trying to take Nash's power? How could he hope to defeat Nash when he himself avoided him?noveldrama

As Siete and Bastion attacked again, Clint could clearly feel his strength starting to wane. He was barely able to fend off their attacks. He could not even get close to the giant tree and watched helplessly as the tree continued to grow without being able to stop it.

Meanwhile, knowing that Nash was in an unconscious state, Malvol found it easy to approach him. He kept controlling various puppets to distract Nash and, at the same time, used them to conceal himself. As expected, when Malvol gathered all the energy from the puppets into one, that puppet's energy momentarily surpassed his own.

Then, just as Nash shattered the puppet, his chance arrived. Sure enough, everything went according to Malvot's plan. When the puppet shattered after Nash was distracted by it, Malvol reached his hand out toward him.

Malvol's ability was that as long as he could touch someone else's energy, he could establish a connection with them.

He could easily control those weaker than himself, as well as those who were stronger but with a weakened consciousness. The unconscious Nash in front of him would undoubtedly fall under his control.

Just as Malvol's hand was mere inches away from Nash's body, a figure suddenly appeared, and in the blink of an eye, Nash vanished right before Malvol's eyes.

Furious, Malvol glared at Clint. However, it could not be Clint. He was busy fighting the other two elders and could not possibly intervene in the battle here.

Who was it?

Malvol scanned the empty sky, frantically searching for any trace of Nash. "Who is it?!"

In the North Territory, within a quiet building, a shadow suddenly emerged.

Evelyn stepped out of the shadows and dragged Nash into a room that she had sealed off from the outside world with her powers. Inside the room were Sienna, Tatiana, and other women who were close to Nash. They looked at him with deep concern, their faces filled with worry.

Standing before them, Nash was still in a state of uncontrollable rage.